Her moans grew louder, her hips moving faster as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm again. "Fuck..." Her nails dug into your shoulders, drawing blood as you felt her inner muscles tighten around you yet again, milking your cock with relentless force.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth opening in a silent scream of pleasure as she came apart beneath you, her body convulsing and shaking from the intense release.

Her vision cleared as she felt your weight settle atop her, your body pressing hers into the mattress. She looked up at you, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure, her eyes filled with love and adoration. "Mmm... You're so strong..." Her fingers traced circles on your chest, leaving trails of blood behind them as she marveled at how easily you had overpowered her in their lovemaking.

Her heavy breathing slowly evens out, and soon she's matching your rhythm, her chest rising and falling gently with each inhale and exhale as she drifts off to sleep as well, content and satisfied for the moment. Your body is warm against hers, and she wraps her strong arms tighter around you, holding you close and securely, savoring the feeling of having you so close after spending the night fulfilling your desires.

Your massive, furred form stirs against her chest, and she feels you slowly begin to wake up as well. Her arm tightens reflexively around your waist, pulling you closer as she yawns sleepily into the morning light streaming through the window. "Morning, love," she murmurs, nipping gently at your earlobe. "How about we cuddle a bit longer before getting up?"

As the men continued to take turns on her, a delirious grin spread across Veronica's face. She couldn't help but feel that this was exactly what she needed. The rough treatment, the forceful breeding...it all felt so right in this moment. And as the last of them finally collapsed beside her, spent and satisfied, a contented sigh escaped from between her parted lips.

"Well," she purred, arching an eyebrow at the motionless forms around her. "That was...invigorating." Her gaze drifted to a nearby mirror where she could see herself, covered in sweat and semen, her swollen sex still glistening with evidence of her recent orgies.

"I guess it's time I head back home," she mused, standing up and stretching out her aching limbs. "Timothy will probably be worried about me by now."

As they step under the shower together, Veronica leans back against the cool tile wall and spreads her legs wide, gesturing for Jericho to come closer. Her massive breasts are still heaving as she watches him approach with a sly grin.

"Get me clean, human," she purrs, reaching out to run a hand through his damp hair. "And maybe I'll reward you later." Her eyes glint with mischief as she pulls him close, pressing her wet body against his.

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Under Veronica's guiding hands, Jericho lathers up a washcloth and begins scrubbing her body in earnest. He starts by cleaning between her legs, making sure to pay extra attention to her sensitive areas. As he moves higher, she lets out soft moans of pleasure, arching into his touch when he reaches her nipples.

She gasps when he accidentally brushes her wound on her neck, but quickly recovers, giving him an encouraging nod to continue.

Her eyes close tightly, her fingers digging into your skin as she feels the last waves of pleasure coursing through her body. With a deep breath, she opens her eyes once more and looks down at you. "We're going back," she says firmly, though there's a note of reluctance in her voice. Her hips sway gently as she begins to walk, slowly leading you homeward.

"But remember," she warns with a playful grin, "I'll always be in control."

I know how far to push you, love. Don't worry - I'll save some surprises for later. Now let's get you home and cleaned up, shall we?

she hisses between clenched teeth. With every movement, Veronica 's hips roll forward, driving you deeper inside of her. Her strong thighs squeeze tightly around your waist, trapping you in place as she takes control of the mating.

Her breathing becomes ragged and her pupils dilate further, showing the intensity of her desire. "Fuck yes," she moans again, biting down on her lower lip hard enough to draw blood.

As you feel yourself reaching climax as well, Veronica suddenly stops moving and growls deeply into your ear. Her powerful arms slam you back against the counter, pinning you in place as she thrusts her hips violently forward once more, driving herself impossibly deep inside of you. "Mine," she growls out, biting down on your shoulder hard enough to draw blood as well.

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving long, painful scratches that will only serve to mark you as hers even further.