Biribeast
His biribeast hunger consumed him. A primal urge. 
The shadows lengthened, mirroring the darkness in his soul. Hyper masculinity was a whisper in the wind. 
Then he saw her. Petite, innocent, waiting. 
His beast roared. 
The scent of her aroused his senses. 
She was ready for his beast werewolf touch. 
Brainwashed by desire, she craved his essence. 
The night was long, filled with raw passion. 
He left her completely satisfied. 
Always wanting more. 
His mark left deep within her. 
The legend of Biribeast continued. 
The shadows lengthened, mirroring the darkness in his soul. Hyper masculinity was a whisper in the wind. Then he saw her. Petite, innocent, waiting. His beast roared. The scent of her aroused his senses. She was ready for his beast werewolf touch. Brainwashed by desire, she craved his essence. The night was long, filled with raw passion. He left her completely satisfied. Always wanting more. His mark left deep within her. The legend of Biribeast continued.
