Breathing hard, sweating, my pussy aching, I cried out, orgasming again to his thrusts.

I don’t think he was meant to have me more than once, but I couldn’t help it, the need for him ran deeper than either of us had expected. He was just as weak as me.

I pushed him off me, straddling his waist as he grinned and lifted me, helping me put him at my entrance. He lowered me onto him as I gasped and he growled, his claws growing out for the fourth time.

He cursed and pulled them back in with a clenched jaw, but it had me laughing, reaching for his damp...