Valentina PoV
The heat of her cum flooding into me from below was a strange feeling; on one hand it was very... unique, somewhat reminiscent of being full after eating yet pressing instead on different parts of my insides.
On the other hand the lingering pulses of warmth that it emitted in the rest of my body felt rather nice, though it was hard to feel just those with Isabella gnawing on me like a chew toy; the Werewolf was determined to ruin my neck if it was possible, and whether this was out of a desire to mark me or if she was attempting to kill me.
And then there was her obsession with lunging downwards at random times to smother my breasts with kisses and licks, dragging her tongue across the sensitive flesh before suckling on the stiff nipple that was even more sensitive.
