I growl back, I bury that fleeting fear about pups, and I drive my cock into her again and again, until I see that smear of blood, until I realise, I’ve truly hurt her.She moans, she arches her back, flicking her clit until she’s coming and as her walls clamp down around me, I topple over, I lose control, and I snarling, groaning, filling her up, just as she commanded.As I collapse beside her she pants, locking her legs together like she’s trying to capture my come and seal it inside forever.“That was so good.” She coos.“But you bled.” I state. I know she did. I saw it.She shrugs. “I can handle it. You’re strong Adriel, really strong, it doesn’t matter if it hurts. I can take it.”“You shouldn’t have to.” I reply.I hate that I hurt her. I hate that when I’m fucking her, I stop thinking about her, that some selfish need takes over and it becomes purely about the endgame, about my pleasure, about me coming, like I was ever that sort of a man before. Aren’t you meant to care for yo
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