Shawn's POV
“I need more.” she cried out to me.
It had been almost a week. Far longer than I had expected. She was sore. I knew she was. I was damn near exhausted, but I wasn't ready to leave. Not yet. We had forgone clothes the entire time. Only leaving the bed to get her food and water much to her dismay. She writhed on the sheets next to me, her body begging, craving more. She was having more and more moments of clarity which was a sign her heat was waning, but this spike was kicking her into overdrive again.
My c**k throbbed and she reached for my body, but I growled at her.
“Open your mouth.” I commanded, and her beautiful plump lips opened for me. I stroked my length gathering my essence and bringing my fingers up to her mouth and coating her tongue.
She was too sore for more. T
