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Krysta threw her head back, breasts bouncing with each passionate thrust he gave her. She bit her lip hard enough to bruise, a swell of pretty red announcing itself against her porcelain features. âDaddy,â she whined. âPlease c-come inside me. I want toâ â A purred moan fell from her mouth. âJack⌠Oh God.â Though her body ached, her orgasm built with the strength he powered between her legs, again and again. âIâm yours, Jack.â Her nails dug blunt crescents into Jackâs lower back, desperate to keep him inside her.Â
Krysta felt like a different person when Jack fucked her. She felt possessed by a confidence that buried itself beneath her skin. Jack set her free in every way. Krysta groaned. She wanted to milk every last bit of him, every solitary  drop, until she was so full, cum dripped out of her and onto the sheets. They were already soaked from her first orgasm, but the strawberry blonde was greedy for more.
Watching as he entered her, her slickness on his cock mesmerizing, she dared not close her eyes. The pull of his abs. The dark grace of his voice. âF-fuck, DaddyâŚâ Krysta came with a silent gasp, thighs and muscles spasming around his thick cock. She was exhausted and sated with each thundering heart beat. Krysta didnât wait for the weight of post-sex bliss before slowly dipping her fingers between her legs and licking their combined taste into her mouth.Â
It wasnât a full shift, Jack would work his way up to there another time. But that didnât mean he didnât feel a little out of control, a little wild. The wolf in him wanted to sink his fangs deep into Krystaâs pale neck, marking her as his. He hadnât done that before, but he wanted to do it now more than anything. He knew the marks sheâd made with her nails would fade instantly, but sheâd carry his like a brand. His hands moved to the mattress, claws forming as he dug them in to try and keep the perfect balance of beast and man heâd created.
It helped in keeping up his steady rhythm as well as Krysta started to spasm around him. A growl vibrated through him and he didnât stop moving until there was nothing else left to give her. He narrowly avoided biting her, face buried into her neck as he forced his animalistic features to recede. It was then that he pulled up, just in time to watch as Krystaâs tongue swiped at her fingers. Eyes flashing gold, Jack nudged her hand (his own back to normal now) and made sure the other sucked the digits clean.
âWouldnât want to waste any,â he murmured, kissing her thoroughly to chase that taste sheâd been after. âWouldnât want to leave you a mess either,â he continued, kissing down her throat as he pulled out. He moved slow over her, letting her enjoy the feeling of his cum dripping out of her. Jack kissed her inner thighs, nipping at the sensitive skin as he took in the sight of her. âYouâre still absolutely beautiful, darling,â he growled, seconds before he placed his mouth on her.
















