You Won’t Regret Choosing Me I
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I spread Isidora’s ass cheeks wider…
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“Spread your legs nice and wide, baby… ssshh… mmm, I’m going to knot you… ahh, fuuuck, this tight pussy feels so good…”
I fell forward, bracing one palm against the ground and keeping the other locked on her ass.
I drove forward through the pressure until every last inch of me was buried inside her.
The swollen head ground against her cervix, making bursts of fucking color flash behind my eyes.
I bent to the back of her neck, kissing, licking, and gently nibbling the skin even though every instinct screamed for me to mark her.
But it would hurt less during her heat. It would be better, more natural, and I was sure she’d be the one begging me for it when she came.
I held her against me as she continued to tremble, nearly collapsing onto the grass.
I rolled us onto our sides and held one of her legs up to ease some of the pressure from the knot still buried
inside her.
“Ssshh… I swear that thing gets bigger every time… mmm…”
That sexy moan alone could have made my dick hard all over again.
“And it bothers you so much, doesn’t it? Don’t think I can’t feel how hot your pussy gets every time I knot you. Your juices start dripping, baby…”
“Pervert…”
“Beautiful…”
I kissed her ear with an easy smile, feeling as though every moment of anguish had been worth it if it had all led me here.
“When I said you wouldn’t regret the mark, I meant it, Isidora. Whatever happens, my power is your power. You can take all of it… You are and always will be my home, my kingdom, and my one true queen.”
I let every feeling in me flow through the bond, and Isidora answered with equal intensity.
It was as though the red thread joining our souls had grown stronger, truly unbreakable.
“And I’ll try to give your people and that castle a chance. I promise I won’t be so difficult anymore… I’ll really try…”
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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave
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“I’ll make you want to stay…” I whispered into her ear, feeling the hunger between us begin to stir again.
With her, once was never enough… it would never be enough.
“Mmm… Are you going to bribe me with sex?”
“Would it? Because I swear, I’m dying to make that method work so I can mount you every day…
“Ssshh…” she hissed, pushing her enormous ass back against me and relaxing around me, allowing my shrinking knot to slide obscenely from between her swollen lips.
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