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It felt like the hundredth time. Tris pressed into her sex, teased her thighs, clamped down on her, controlled her, not letting her move. No choice but to release. No more wrong decisions, no more decisions. Just taking. Taking unfiltered pleasure given to her by a jackal so wonderfully warm.
Her eyes screwed shut. Her feet curled. Lewd squelching sounds bored into her ears. Tris bit her neck. Hard. Harder than should have felt that good. By the time she felt the apologetic lick her voice released, admitting to the stars her climax.
Anyone left could hear, but they didn’t matter.