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“Matea little filthier, shifter-style “Breed me”

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, slaht His body i He slammed his cock home over and over, the sensations brutal and do

“Yes, oh—yes, yes…” I couldn’t stop saying it I couldn’t get anything else out Just “yes,” over and over, as I relished in the onslaught As his power slithered over h my blood “Yes, yes—”

The world dropped away Ceased to exist His touch scored me His cock branded me

He bent and bit into my neck, hard

I cried out as a thrill arrested e

“I’ to come,” I uttered

“Not yet,” he replied, his power blistering through me

I whi My nails dug into his back My anie, but I bore down and held on, not wanting to push it, to force hih trickery

Still he battered intothrusts His teeth scraped I shivered, pushed higher still as I held back Fighting the pleasure Fighting to keep , worried I’d never be able to put the pieces back together

“Co shattered His roar of cliainsthiht My eyes squeezed shut Waves and waves of bliss crashed overpile of bones and sinew He’d wrung every last ounce of tension out of me

In the after hard He kissed me and then rested his forehead to mine

“There are no words,” he finally said “No words That was incredible”

“More than incredible,” I whispered “Life changing”