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I don’t stop, licking and sucking her through her release.

When she’s done, she lets go of my hair with a whimper, her body relaxing.

I rip my mouth away from her cunt, getting to my feet.

She stares up at me with wide eyes. I’m sure I look like a fucking mess, but I don’t care.

Chest heaving and a feral gleam in my eye, I undo the buttons to my jeans and unzip my fly, pulling my cock free.

With the same fingers that were just inside her, I wrap them around my shaft and start to stroke myself, coating my cock with her blood. It sends a shiver of desire right down my spine and to my balls.

My chest heaves with every breath I take.

I’m so worked up it doesn’t take me long before my body tenses, and I let out a long groan.

My orgasm hits me hard, my balls drawing up painfully tight as my cock jerks in my hold, ropes of cum shooting out and coating Cove’s spent body.

It sprays over her breasts, her belly, and some even lands on her pussy.

She’s a mess, a beautifully sexy little mess.

“Fuck,” I rasp out. “Fucking hell, Cove. Do you see what you do to me?”

She gives me the smallest smile before her tongue pokes free, licking her lower lip, gathering my cum.

That pulls another growl from me. “My dirty little Bunny.”

“Not going to lie, big guy. That was fucking hot. Never thought I’d let anyone go down on me while I’m on my period, let alone enjoy it, but I did.”

A smirk takes over my face. “Another kink to add to your list.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t fight you on it if you wanted to do that again.” She bites her lip.

With a soft chuckle, I rid myself of my pants and shirt before bending down to scoop Cove up into my arms.

She lets out a yelp, followed by a laugh that melts my fucking heart.

“What are you doing?”

“We’re a mess, Cove.” I grin down at her. “We need a shower.”

I carry her over to the walk-in shower on the other side of the bathroom and place her down. Once the water is warm, I wash my face and my body, then take my time making sure all the blood is cleaned from Cove before getting another towel. This time, I take her over to the toilet and set her down.

“What are you doing now?” she laughs softly, but doesn’t fight me.

“Still taking care of my woman.” I smile up at her as I grab the box of tampons I stashed in my bathroom, just in case.

“I can do that.” She goes to take the tampon from me, but I hold it up.

“I know,” I answer, but I don’t hand it over.

She sighs in defeat, acting like me doing this is a big deal, but I see the adorable blush on her cheeks.

Cove loves being taken care of, she just won’t admit it. She’s so used to doing everything on her own, relying on no one but herself, that she doesn’t know how to let anyone else take care of her.

She better get used to it because that's how it’s going to be around here.

I slide the tampon in, then gather her up in my arms again.