Bred By The Werebear In The Mountains 2

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I don’t know how long I stayed like that. Face down in the dirt, pinned under his weight, hole clenching around the thick knot still locking us together. Breathing was hard. Thinking? Impossible. My body trembled like I’d been electrocuted from the inside out. Every time I tried to move, he growled, low and sharp, and my bones listened better than my brain. I stayed still. Stayed full. His c**k twitched inside me again, and I whined. Couldn’t help it. The stretch hadn’t eased. If anything, it throbbed worse now that the heat was starting to fade and awareness was clawing its way back in. “What the f**k…” I slurred, voice hoarse. He finally moved. Not out—no, the knot held. But he leaned down, heavy chest brushing my back, and I felt his breath at my ear. Hot. Wet. Wrongly human. “Yo

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