The bark's coarse scrape against old scars was uncomfortable enough to knock Blue out of the lust-filled haze she'd been drowning in, but she still couldn't disengage her claws from Omega's shirt. She'd been careful not to prick his skin, but the overwhelming desire to just...devour him in any way she possibly could was still running thick and strong in her blood, as hot as it was.

He hissed across her lips, and Blue licked them clean of him and the deer's blood, whimpering a soft high moan when the tip of her tongue brushed against his mouth. This was agony; the uncertainty, the hesitation still holding her back from what her body absolutely craved. Her skin felt afire, feverish, with only one way to cool it.

Blue opened her eyes, and a snarl curled her lip.

"Fuck me, Omega." Not a request, a demand. "Right here, right now, no matter what." He'd promised to burn it all out of her, after all. "Do it, make all of me yours again.."