It still doesn’t change that I’m going through hell and back just because I agreed to this. My body is killing me, but gods behold, I feel my mate rocking me. I cried internally. This has got to be my karma for saying goodbye to my Cookie’s.
'Goodbye? They are looking for you. How is that a farewell? Fix this! I will not allow this to be repeated!' My wolf demands it of me, and I can't work with all of this.
I open my eyes, feeling my cheeks red from anger, as I. blush, I see my mate looking at me with a sad expression, "What is going on, Kiko?" she asks me and I feel like I'm about to lie when I see she is not wearing a bra and as if that was the only thing I needed.
She must have felt my lower buddy twitch because she begins caressing my manhood and moves my body to the side, my face
