-And... that's what happened.

Ethan was walking behind Dixon, wagging his furry tail from side to side. Even though he still had traces of the wounds from the fall on his body and a muscle or two hammering inside him, he was in a very good mood. Rolling around with his she-wolf and cumming against her had been the highlight of the night. He could put up with his brother's bad temper. Even if he was the one carrying her around.

Clara had surrendered after she had cum and Dixon had eaten her mouth until she couldn't take any more. Ethan hadn't realized until very late that the bastard had put his own cum inside her with his fingers, marking her even more with his scent. So he had not been left behind, and the little semen that had not yet dried on her belly he had spread over her skin until it stained her breasts. In that way she now smelled disgustingly of them. No male would dare come near her, and more so with the bites on each side of her neck.

As much as I hated to admit it, the tw