Lilith's POV
I'm trembling, limp in Dax's iron grip, my core still burning and clenching. My head's foggy, overwhelmed.
Every hair on my body stands on end, my tail coiling tight around his tense calf—damn this instinct, always betraying me.
Yes, I'm aching to be filled, completely, especially when his fangs graze my ear, his c**k hardening again, grinding against my inner thigh.
"How many times did Daegan f**k you last night?" His third finger suddenly thrusts inside me.
I scream, arching my back. "Ah—!"
The position feels like submission before mating, and my p***y shamelessly clamps around his invading fingers, the wet sounds echoing loudly in the room.
He stops abruptly. "Tell me!"
My toes curl, and I collapse fully against him. "I... don't know..."
"Don't know?" His fingers
