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[wolfmarked]

Hey. Skip here. Leave a message. I will try to get back to you if I don't have to switch my mobile out again. If I do, sorry. I'll get you my new number ASAP.

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[wolfmarked]

"God, yes."

Skip -- spoiled, selfish Skip -- gives praise willingly when it's deserved. She won't lie either out of kindness or spite, not about sex. Not about a lot, actually. But especially not about sex.

The slow pace is maddening, but it's just what he promised. If he wants control tonight... Well. He's going to have to make it happen, but he's sure as Hell doing that now.

She knows exactly what she's doing as she tilts her head back, exposing more of her vulnerable throat to the wolf inside the man fucking her. He wants to claim her, and she's willing to let him mark her. Because right now, with his cock thick and hot, working its way in and out, she is only his. But only for as long as he's doing just this.

[youronlylaw]

He takes the offer of her throat like a shark to bait and bites down with very human teeth - though the canines might have been sharper than usual - high on the thin column of her neck. The idea of Skip needing to cover it up with makeup or even just proudly wearing the mark made his dick twitch, even buried inside her as he was.

"I fucking love you like this. Hanging on the wall like a piece of art." He wasn't babbling - not quite - but his words were slightly meant to distract her as one of his hands reached between them to forcefully drag his thumb against her clit before rubbing slow circles against her there in tempo with every leisurely push inside her.

[wolfmarked]

"James."

It's almost a cry, especially at the feel of his thumb. She's powerless, held against the wall and toyed with. Every movement drives her a little more wild, and her hands claw at his back.

"Harder," she mutters, her voice nearly a whine.

A laugh comes from her as an idea flashes through her mind. It's exactly what he wants -- to claim her. Not that she'll let him... except maybe for just tonight. But the idea of it makes her even wetter.

"Put me down," she says in his ear, almost gasping. "Don't you want me down on my hands and knees?" Normally, she doesn't use animalistic terms. But he's in that kind of mood. And, well, she likes the idea of it. "A proper bitch for a wolf to fuck?"