What had happened?

How had they returned so quickly?

Was everything all right?

These were questions that ran ephemerally in Clara's head, but did she have a mind for it? No. The heat of her heat and the smell of her gourds was the only thing that filled her and that was the important thing now. Even the back of her neck was slightly swollen and reddened where her gland was and Dixon's lips were on her nibbling deliciously, drawing moans from her that were stuck in Ethan's mouth.

At that moment