The Mating Night

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My back hits the soft bed with my lips locked in a heated battle with my mate's hot, soft ones. My wrists are held down by his much stronger hands, and my legs are wrapped tightly around his waist. When he moves to focus his lips on my jaw and neck, I take the opportunity to free my wrists as his grip loosens and run them over his muscular back. It's what I've been wishing to do ever since I saw him, butt naked, in the forest. His features alone leave me drooling like a high school girl over her crush. And his lips, god, his lips on my neck are amazing, coaxing gasps of pleasure to leave my lips! He pays special attention to where his mark is, licking at the spot like a hungry beast. I guess he is one, to an extent. Both his hands cup my breasts at the same time and pinch my n*****s. The

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