Chapter 60 We All Just Heard You Howl

• When Marr crumbled to the floor under Nicholette, he still remained very much inside her and very much stiff too. All of his semen felt like a lake inside Nicholette and it began to drip out of her, down his still hot pulsing member. She could feel it diminishing very slowly and she knew that when she popped it out: his juices would waterfall out of her. But she was still going through the calm ending of her incredibly long orgasm and wouldn't move off of this beast for the world.
• Marr had his head strewed, eyes closed and tongue fallen to the side of his gapping maw. He didn't even notice his claws firmly dug into Nicholette's tight. It is a dangerous business getting pregnant from a werewolf. She knew that she no longer existed in the fuzzy mind of the fur lined beast that had just spread her every which way, but she didn't care. She was still under the effect of the throes of his giving it to her, and the dwindling orgasm.
• Nicholette removed Marr's claws from her leg, a finger at the time. The cuts weren't deep. He had been careful with that apparently. His huge paws could have left just her bones showing. Marr was almost asleep. Nicholette caressed the smooth fur on his chest and belly, feeling the protruding muscles, relaxed, but still very much visible. She scratched him like a dog.