A Delicious Sinful Bite
His muzzle hovered above my face, hot breath panting against my neck, fangs grazing my skin.
He bit down, not hard enough to break flesh, but enough to mark, claiming. The sharp sting sent another wave of pleasure ripping through me, my pussy spasming wildly around his locked knot. He howled, a long, triumphant sound that echoed off the walls, and I felt the first thick ropes of his cum erupt inside me, flooding my womb in hot, endless pulses.