She looked at his face, the sweat dripping from his jaw, the focused, almost possessive intensity in his gaze, and the terrifying truth sank in. 'But he doesn't look like he's lying at all... he looks like he's claiming his territory.'
"Fuck, Aveline! You're so fucking tight!" Mike roared, his cock sliding through her slick heat with wet, obscene sounds. "I want to fill you so full you can't even walk tomorrow!"
"I want to leave my mark so deep inside you that you'll never forget who owns you!"
"OHHHH!! MIKE!! YES!! FILL ME!! FUCK!! AAAAAHHHHH!!" Aveline shrieked, her hips bucking against the wall instinctively.
Her right hand scraped against the wallpaper as she fought to stay upright, her body responding to his primal claim. "DO IT!! MAKE ME YOURS!!"
"FUCK MY CUNT!! FUCK ME UNTIL I CAN'T THINK!!"
SLURP! SQUELCH! THWACK!
The pace became frenetic. Mike was no longer just fucking her; he was claiming her.
