My hands drifted under Sonya's back, digging into muscle, working my way down to her tense hips, her legs trembling over my thighs. If I paid any attention to that red and swollen clit at her center, I would have her coming around my length again. The thought drew out a growl from my chest, and Sonya shuddered and moaned on my lap, blinking up at me. "Please," she whispered. "You rush too much," I answered, but my grip was tight on her body, my thumbs digging into the tender crease of her hips, my stav starting to swell inside of her, even at its slow pace. My claws were out again, seemingly
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