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She gasped then wiggled out ofanother ht that was off the table now” She tossed rin

“Ah, she’s ht her and pulled her to ive you good-girl spankings”

She writhed overus she loved that idea

“Speaking of spankings,” Ben ru So we can both be inside you e mark you with our teeth”

Shelby’s h her

“Oh fuck” I shoved her panties to the side and sank two fingers inside her dripping cunt She tossed her head back on my shoulder “Did you just come, kitten?”

Her ht little pussy its My vision sharpened, and the serue back down as I puhly

“Oh fates!” She pushed her taut nipples toward the ceiling as she finished co

Ben and I watched her, fascinated, as she recovered Her lids fluttered back open, and she lifted her lolling head from my shoulder “It’s like the full et enough”

“You have no fucking idea what you’re doing to us, kitten How you’ve gotten under our skin” My control was starting to snap “I have an idea” I lifted her from my lap “Where’s that tattoo artist of yours?”

“Alan? He lives in town” She cupped her own breasts like she was thinking about ested location for our names “Why?”

“Call hi to tattoo your name on our bodies”

“Fuck yes,” Ben agreed

“Prove to you we’re yours,” I said “Forever”

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SHELBY

Ben pulled his shirt off and sat down backwards in one of Alan’s kitchen chairs “I want Shelby’s na letters across my back,” he said

Alan, a fifty-so wiry half-breed who never shifted but was still part of the pack, tipped his head to the side to consider “Colors?” His regular profession was as a clay artist, but his ink skills had proht-after shifter tattoo artists in the West