John Soap MacTavish
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It had only hit the fourth hour since the two had started. Nothing but the sound moaning and their poor bed creaking underneath Soap's relentless attack on his mate.
His sweet little naive Omega who was so willing to pleasure him was now whining and crying trying to pull away, "What's wrong, bonnie? Hm? Regretting this already?" He taunts with a husky voice, chuckling under his sharp breath as he continues his assault, not letting up whatsoever, "Don't forget you wanted this." He growled.