Io spasmed as Revan ejected his bloodline deep into her. Io, if she was less concentrated on quite other things, would not have forgotten new life could occur at any moment. But it seems she had, too bound by Revan to even consider the possiblity new life had secured itself within her. If she was more focused on something other than the dark male who had covered her, she would have been more cautious. But there was nothing the woman could do now.
Io sighed, reaching down to the males lower body and holding on and he ploughed into her. Her whole lower body ached so much. Her legs only felt a little numb and her outer body felt slightly over used, but it was her insdies that really killed. Her entrance was still bleeding, rubbed raw by Revan the hole length going up deeper inside her felt numb and where the jackal man's bloodline had secured itself burnt. Io couldn't decided wether it was a good burn or not, all of the pain seem fulfulling.
Removing her hands from the top of Revan's submerged member, she frowned and herld a crimson soaked hand up to the male, slyly smiling, 'You bastard, you made me bleed'. Not that she minded however, this was all quite enjoyable.
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