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  Allison y on the couch, snuggled up next to Mark. It had been a while since they'd had a quiet night in, and she was gd to be spending some quality time with him. They'd ordered takeout, lit some candles, and settled in to watch a movie—a cssic werewolf horror flick.

  As the film pyed, Allison found herself getting increasingly turned on. It wasn't the movie itself that aroused her, but rather, thoughts of Jake and his werewolf abilities kept creeping into her mind. She shifted slightly, pressing herself closer to Mark, feeling the warmth of his body.

  The movie's tension built as the lead character, a rugged hunter, tracked the fearsome werewolf through the woods. The hunter cornered the werewolf, and as they fought, Allison's eyes glued to the screen, her mind repced the hunter with herself, and the werewolf with Jake.

  She imagined herself chasing Jake through the forest. In her fantasy, she cornered him, but instead of a fight, they shared a passionate embrace. Her hands roamed his transformed body, feeling the power and strength of his werewolf form.

  Mark, sensing Allison's arousal, turned to her. "You okay, babe?" he whispered, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

  Allison nodded, a slight flush creeping up her neck. "Yeah," she murmured, her eyes never leaving the screen. "Just... getting into the movie, I guess." She swallowed hard, her throat feeling suddenly dry.

  Unaware of the true cause of Allison's reaction, Mark smiled gently and pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her. Allison snuggled into his embrace, her thoughts still firmly fixed on Jake and the forbidden desires swirling within her. She leaned in and kissed Mark.

  "Have you ever been attracted to anyone else?" Allison blurted out, interrupting the movie's climax.

  Mark paused, taken aback by the sudden question. He furrowed his brow, considering his response. "Well... I mean, sure. Before we were together, I guess. Why?"

  "Just curious." Allison tried to py it off casually, but her heart raced. She was thinking of Bullseye and the attraction she felt towards him. What if Mark had simir feelings for someone else?

  "It's natural to find other people attractive, Alli," Mark continued, sensing her unease. "But it doesn't mean I want to be with anyone else. You know that, right?"

  Allison nodded, chewing her lip. "I know... it's just... sometimes I worry that I'm not enough."

  "You're more than enough," Mark said, pulling her closer. "You're everything to me."

  "But what if—" Allison started, her mind racing with doubts.

  Mark cut her off with a gentle finger on her lips. "No what-ifs. I love you, and I'm committed to you. That's all that matters."

  "You're sure you're not tempted by anyone else?" she pressed, unable to let it go completely. "Like, what if someone obviously flirted with you?"

  Mark smiled. "I'd shut them down, Alli. Gently, but firmly. I'm a taken man, after all."

  Allison smiled back, hiding her own guilt. "Oh, that makes sense."

  As the movie ended, Mark stretched and yawned. "Well, that was fun. Now, where were we?" he said, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

  Allison leaned in, capturing Mark's lips with hers. She kissed him deeply, their tongues melding together. Mark's hands roamed her body, igniting familiar sparks of passion. She wanted this—needed this—to reassure herself that Mark was all she needed.

  Their clothes fell away, discarded in the heat of the moment. Allison straddled Mark, guiding him inside her. She closed her eyes, expecting the rush of pleasure that always accompanied their lovemaking. But something felt different this time.

  As Mark thrust upwards, filling her, Allison couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment. It wasn't that Mark was inadequate—he knew exactly how to touch her, how to pleasure her. But his cock, though nice enough, suddenly felt ordinary.

  Mark's hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he moved in unison with her. "Fuck, Alli," he breathed, his eyes closed in concentration. "You feel so good."

  Allison's eyes snapped open, and she looked down at Mark, her heart sinking. 'This shouldn't feel ordinary,' she thought. 'We shouldn't feel ordinary.'

  She bit down on his neck, trying to lose herself in the sensation, but her mind wandered. Images of Bullseye and Jake fshed through her mind, their powerful bodies, their unique abilities, the intense pleasure they'd given her.

  Mark's hips snapped upwards, his pace quickening as he chased his release. Allison felt a knot of guilt forming in her stomach. Was it wrong that she was thinking of other men at this moment? Shouldn't Mark be enough?

  She tried her best to climax, crying out Mark's name, but the pleasure felt somehow muted. In the aftermath, as they y tangled together, Allison's couldn't help but think. She'd just had sex with the man she loved, but instead of feeling content, she felt empty, like something was missing.

  Mark pulled her close, his fingers tracing zy patterns on her back. "That was incredible," he murmured, his breath warm on her neck. "I love you, Alli."

  Allison forced a smile, her lips pressing against his hair. "Love you too," she whispered, her words heavy with the weight of her secret desires. Little did Mark know, his ordinary cock couldn't satisfy the yearnings Allison had for the superpowered men at the Fortress of Justice.