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Finally she had given the response he wanted. The pull on her hair gradually lessened until it slipped from his grasp all together and resumed its drape over her shoulders. Inconceivable torment subsided as well, as his measured ministrations began again; slowly, thoroughly filling the tightening walls, leaving no nerve untouched and certainly no vocalization spared by the she-wolf’s throat as the recitation of their prior motions progressed towards recognizable heights. There was nothing other than the feeling, her receiving form conjoined by his determined thrusts, prying past the quickening flesh to embed deep within her inviting chasm and bequeath the essence she begged for.