As expected, Matilda lasted longer than Mira did in bed despite that she had far rougher. It got to a point where the maids got worried for her safety, judging that she might be playing a bit too hard for her own good. But in the end, after what could've killed or been seen as torture by mere humans, Matilda emerged looking better than ever.
She stretched her arms, tried to stand on the bed, but fell as her hips gave up. Arad did hammer her good, and it was to the point that she now felt as if she was stabbed with a sword in her lower belly. He had climaxed more than she could remember, and all she could feel now was a stinging pain.
If this didn't knock her up, she doesn't know what would. She should now anticipate a few cubs in the future, but just to be sure, she'll spend several more nights like this with Arad. Thinking about it, he might've wasted a third of their chances today in her throat and backend, but… she had plenty.
