[She may have at first taken to cracking away that rough attitude of the wolf's out of fun but now it was always to get those affectionate moments. When there was less focus on the bark or bite that ruled him usually. She was hooked on that.
Her hands flex against the edge of the counter before getting a proper grip. A moan slipping out as she rocks back against him.]
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Her hands flex against the edge of the counter before getting a proper grip. A moan slipping out as she rocks back against him.]
Damn mutt....