A slight moan came out of Clara's mouth as she tried to move. Her eyes opened slightly not knowing when she had fallen asleep. Her mind was a little fuzzy and her mouth was dry. She tried to stir herself to realize that there was a thick arm around her waist holding her still in place while something was still keeping her full.

-Ugh- she protested, trying to break free, but a wave of pain surged through her and she heard a grunt behind her.

The arm around her waist held her tighter in place as thick legs wrapped around hers to keep her still.

-Don't move, the knot hasn't come down- Dixon's hot breath played over his ear.

The memories then came back to Clara's mind and she reacted. She had had sex with Dixon, he had bitten her and knotted her up. No wonder her body felt sore and also there was a tiredness in her that was unprecedented. She tried to look over her shoulder at him, but failed completely.

-Dixon turned her slightly toward him so he could see her face.

She shook her head.

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