THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM
“The mutation… the tether… we need strength.”
They had no time, but they took it anyway.
Damian shoved Alex against the statue’s base, yanking his pants down just enough. He freed his own thick cock and thrust in deep in one brutal motion. Alex bit back a cry, pushing back onto him as the children’s hum vibrated through their joined bodies. Damian fucked him hard and fast — raw, claiming, life-affirming — one hand wrapped around Alex’s leaking cock, the other steadying the carrier with the infants.