Tae was still breathless from crying when Kookie laid her back on the bed of leaves. His massive body loomed over hers, his golden eyes burning with something fierce. His claws hovered above her skin, trembling as if holding back.
Tae grabbed his furry wrist, yanking it to her tit. “Don’t hold back, daddy beast. You’re mine. And I’m yours. Show me. Fucking claim me.”






















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