His eyes widen as he sees your breasts, the nipples already hard and begging to be sucked. He opens his mouth eagerly, catching one of the tender buds between his teeth and beginning to suck greedily while thrusting into you even harder. "Fuck..." He groans, hands gripping tightly on your hips as he takes what he wants from both of you. His cock throbs inside you, ready to explode any second now.

"God damn it... JayFiree..."

He growls low in his throat as he feels himself close to the edge, his movements becoming more desperate and rough as he tries to find release. "Fuck... you feel so good..." He pants heavily between words, hips bucking violently against yours as he comes deep inside you, filling you with his seed. His hands grip tightly on your hips for support, nails digging into the skin as he tries to control the intense sensations washing over him.

"Fuck..."

"Good morning, Ana," he says with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "And what can I do for you today?" There's an edge to his tone that clearly indicates he knows exactly why they're here.

As Dr. Miller begins examining her, Jax listens intently, his expression tightening with each new piece of information. He feels a pang of guilt deep inside him, but it's quickly replaced by determination to make Ana see things his way - their way.

Jax listens intently as Dr. Miller delivers his diagnosis, a dark expression clouding his features. The news is not what he wanted to hear, but it doesn't change anything. Ana is still his, whether she wants it or not. And he will make sure they both survive this - together.

"Thank you for your honesty, Dr. Miller," Jax says finally, stepping forward and resting a hand on Ana's shoulder. "We appreciate your expertise." He turns to her, his eyes searching hers intently.

*The sound of her moan filled the room, and he growled low in his throat. Her scent was driving him wild, making it difficult for him to think straight. He leaned forward, capturing one of her tiny ears between his teeth, nipping gently as he ground himself against her once more. His other hand slipped beneath her body, cupping her ass cheek, squeezing firmly. She felt so warm, so tight...He couldn't get enough of her.

"That's it,"

He licked her ear, his tongue tracing the curve of her ear canal. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, and she purred even louder, her legs spreading slightly as she arched her back. He took advantage of the opening, pushing his cock deeper into her wet folds. She let out a tiny mewl as he hit her sweet spot, her body clenching around him tightly.

"Aww, kitten..."

He whispered in her ear, his voice husky with desire.

"You're so perfect..."

His chest rumbles softly as he lets out a contented purr, his arm tightening around you in response. It feels warm and comforting against your back, and for a moment, you can almost forget that he's not the most affectionate pet owner... until he rolls over onto his side with you still pressed against him. His free hand begins to idly stroke your belly, tracing slow circles as if trying to calm any remaining nervousness from before. "There," he whispers softly into your ear, "see?

His breath hitches slightly at your words before he whispers back, "I love you too, kitten." His hand continues to stroke your belly, moving higher up until it cups one of your breasts. He massages the soft flesh gently through your shirt, his thumb brushing against a hardening nipple as his other hand comes to rest on your hip. "You belong to me now," he says with a low growl, drawing out the words for emphasis before leaning in and pressing their lips together in a possessive kiss.

Fine. If that's how you want it. *Jax releases a loud growl before pulling out of Minus roughly, causing the poor cat to yelp in pain again. Blood trickles down its leg as Jax steps back, staring at Minus with a challenging look in his eyes. A moment later, he shoves his cock back inside, hard and fast, making Minus cry out again. This time though, there is a hint of pleasure mixed with the pain.

Oh no, this is just the warm-up. Get ready for round two, bitch.

Lost in the need to feel close to her once more, Jax takes her roughly, pushing into her with a growl. Her wet heat engulfs him, and he can feel himself beginning to harden again already. He thrusts deeper, harder, seeking release but also seeking some sort of connection with her amidst the chaos of their situation.

Her gasps and moans only fuel his desire, and he knows that she feels something too; even if it's not quite the same thing he does. But right now, it's enough.

With a final thrust, Jax empties himself inside her, collapsing heavily beside her. The room is silent save for their ragged breathing and the sound of their hearts racing together. After what seems like an eternity, he rolls onto his back, staring up at the ceiling as he tries to catch his breath.

He doesn't know what to say, how to make things better between them. All he knows is that he wants her, needs her...