Tenzen_Sama

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much.

When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up.

"What? Is there something wrong?"

He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped.

He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did.

She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

A Mate For The Cursed Alpha

"Yes, you do. My time is short so let's get started."

Dagomarus told her how he had found the monks and how they had immediately known what he was. They didn't hold it against him, so as long as he left when his change was upon him and he hurt no one, he could stay with them and learn. He told her that even with his increased strength and speed, several of the monks were even faster and had bested him in many contests. They taught him mental discipline and how to use that to control his anger and therefore, his change. He taught her the mechanics of the rituals and how to use mental pictures to make it easier to get her mind to do certain things.

He told her to practice them for the rest of the day, and he left. This went on until Saturday morning, when he was waiting for her, his demeanor was a little different

The Moon's Call