My sister Clara was naked, her legs wrapped around my past-life husband, Jax, who pounded into her relentlessly. She moaned like a bitch in heat, her tits bouncing wildly as he gripped her hips, pulling her back onto him harder. "Fuck me deeper." Clara gasped, her nails raking down his muscled back. "You like this alpha filling your tight little hole, don't you? Beg for my knot, slut," he snarled, flipping her onto all fours and mounting her from behind like a wolf claiming his prey. That's when