The quiet room was consumed by the heavy breaths, low growls, and grunts of two bodies in a desperate, primal dance. Above them, the chains clinked nonstop, a jarring rhythm to the hard, incessant pounding that sent Ren's body thrusting back and forth. Ren didn't know which was worse: the brutal, bleeding wrists cuffed tightly above him, or the rough, unforgiving way Axton's long, big cock ravaged him from behind. "P-please! Stop it—ahh! It hurts!" Ren cried, his legs shaking violently, held up only by the chains and Axton's strong hands digging into his hips. Axton growled, his sweat-slicked body a mass of straining muscle. His shirt clung to his skin, but the heat came from within, a fire that only Ren could quell. He couldn't get enough. This wasn't just a touch; this was raw, unfiltered healing. Axton leaned in, his nose just a breath away from Ren's skin, inhaling his scent, his animalistic side screaming to taste the salt
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