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The husky’s soft pink cock is the only thing Mark hasn’t marked yet, and the panther intends to fix that. Eli whimpers and claws at the headboard, obeying every rough command until Mark’s scars press against his back. What starts as a feral one-night claim turns into something neither of them expected.
Eli's claws dig into the headboard as Mark's rough hand strokes his cock, the panther's yellow eyes watching every twitch. Eli's hips buck, a desperate whimper escaping as he spills over Mark's fist w
Eli's tongue traces the ridge of Mark's cock, slow and deliberate, his eyes locked on Mark's as he takes the head back into his mouth, savoring the weight of it. Mark's breath hitches, his claws scrap
Eli's claws dig into the headboard as Mark's rough hand strokes his cock, the panther's yellow eyes watching every twitch. Eli's hips buck, a desperate whimper escaping as he spills over Mark's fist w