Lake Of Virgins

You've grown claws

watch the "not" cub club the "hot" cub

chide!

this mutiny turned grisly

now he holds every bear's eyes

"feed me, lead me"

hunting beta cub

trouble haunts you beta cub

the lake

can't know how it tastes unless you plan to stay

"no... we can't stay

don't clip my claws"

caught near the virgin's heart inside her locking arms

locked in her deep hold