On Edge

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He pressed her to the wall; hearing a crack in the drywall he smirked knowing just how much power he had now by accepting the mark once more.

Dean deep thrusts were met with Darkness's slow ones. Her cheeks were hot and pink, Dean's lightly freckled face, in pure delight. He swung her over to the bed once more throwing her just so her hips are off the bed hanging on the edge.

Dean walks over spanking her pale bottom, his hand print rose from her white skin in a red shade.

Dean, pleased with himself, lifts her hips for her bottom to be in the air.

Darkness crumpled the bedding in her fists holding it tight, making her knuckles white, preparing for Dean.

Dean rammed into her causing her to moan. Darkness buried her face into the covers as Dean rode her from the back. Dean held her sides tight and squeezing her red bottom.

"Oh, Dean" Darkness let out her cry of pleasure. For a moment they could only her their heavy breaths and grunts. Dean laid his head on her back getting deeper. He bite down on her shoulder blade growling, grunting.

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