The graze of his teeth sends a shiver through her body, though she's grateful he doesn't bite. That's something for her husband and even in the throes of passion, she'd be quick to tell him that. She rolls her hips to meet his thrusts, lost in the sensation of him moving in her hot, wet channel. She clings to him with arms and legs, moans amplifying into cries as Sesshomaru chases his pleasure.
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