~ ENRIQUE ~
She shakes her head, her eyes flashing with determination. “He is standing here, right in front of me.”
I remain silent, strangely I don’t feel any rage inside of me nor the will to argue. There’s a calm that even I don’t understand, but I welcome it, for now. Until something angers me again.
“Can you at least try it out? I’m not sure about the comfort level it will provide in wolf form, please. I just want to know how it feels.”
I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I almost lost her twice today that I give in, but I do.
“Fine, then we can go for a short run. I hope you know how to ride.” Although I’d much rather she ride my c**k…
She nods, as that explicit image enters my mind, and I welcome it willingly.
Really, though, am I actually thinking about pounding her right now
