( she whimpers, but it's a good, lusty sound once travis bites at her wrist, a feral part of her clicking into place with it. claiming and being claimed like a closed circle, their own little biome. she keeps her hand cupped at the side of his face like she won't tolerate him looking away for a moment, and feels her pale skin go overheated and red, some mixture of animal instincts, arousal, and embarrassment. she knows travis doesn't like being talked to like this — she just hadn't really considered what he might want, in the wake of what she wants, which felt so intensely necessary at the time that she didn't even try to see it another way. so — is it good for him, she wonders? does he like it? is he going through the motions? can she trust that blissed, aroused expression on his face?
opting not to think about it, wolf parts take over instead. her free hand pets down the length of his torso, enjoying him fully naked for the first time ever, ever. her travis, claimed long before she stuck her teeth in his throat — but she likes the mark now, and wonders if it'll scar, if he'll let her keep putting it on him until it does. with a certain amount of viciousness, she rides him, cunt clenching hungrily around him, body circling in ways that make her gasp, unapologetically loud. it's rougher than they've ever fucked before, and for all that it's perfect, natalie soaking a good portion of his lower belly with the surplus of her wet.
she doesn't lose eye contact with travis the entire time, even mouth open and eyes glassy. eventually, natalie bends down to kiss him, hungry and breathless, nodding against him. )
Yes, I — ( affectionately, she strokes his hair, the side of his face. she almost says you're my good boy before biting her tongue, moaning instead. ) I want you to cum, Trav. I want it — in me.
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opting not to think about it, wolf parts take over instead. her free hand pets down the length of his torso, enjoying him fully naked for the first time ever, ever. her travis, claimed long before she stuck her teeth in his throat — but she likes the mark now, and wonders if it'll scar, if he'll let her keep putting it on him until it does. with a certain amount of viciousness, she rides him, cunt clenching hungrily around him, body circling in ways that make her gasp, unapologetically loud. it's rougher than they've ever fucked before, and for all that it's perfect, natalie soaking a good portion of his lower belly with the surplus of her wet.
she doesn't lose eye contact with travis the entire time, even mouth open and eyes glassy. eventually, natalie bends down to kiss him, hungry and breathless, nodding against him. )
Yes, I — ( affectionately, she strokes his hair, the side of his face. she almost says you're my good boy before biting her tongue, moaning instead. ) I want you to cum, Trav. I want it — in me.