A Werewolf's Growth and Redemption
Although they couldn't leave a permanent mark, the more I gave and the longer I lingered, the more effectively I could express my love and cherish him.
This time, my kisses were different from the first night, passionate and sweet, greedy and warm. Even though it wasn't a super sensitive area, his body couldn't help but heat up through those kisses, feeling like a comfortable fever. His head, buried in the pillow, would occasionally be pushed deeper due to the electric shock within him, and his hands, grasping the bed, would tighten their grip. Even the small, delicate legs, trapped within my strong legs, could only rely on their toes to press against the bed to endure the electric shock. Se
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