Moon's Betrayal
That was why we did it this way.
“Our girl was fucking glorious today,” Xander praised and traced her peaks with his tongue before biting down on them.
“Our warrior goddess,” I said before plunging two fingers deep into her and hitting her g-spot.
She whimpered and groaned out. Her lust was through the roof, and I doubted she could even think coherently. Good.
Xander’s claw traced along her porcelain skin, leaving his marks behind. She tried to buck, wanting more, and needing more, but I held her pelvis down. Xander made a deeper mark on the inside of her thigh, drawing just a few drops of blood.
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