Chapter Fifty-Six. Is She Okay?
Del’s Point of View.
I am an utter piece of s**t! My mate is snuggled against me as the morning sun begins to peak on the horizon, her boobs are pressing against my chest as she gently snores, and even though she has suffered for our mating yesterday, my d**k doesn’t seem to care and is as hard as steel, as I look down at her beautiful face. She stretches slightly, her eyelids fluttering open.
“Hey you,” she grins up at me.
“How are you feeling?” I immediately ask the most important question.
“Soft and squidgy,” she giggles at me. Normally I would chuckle, but I am not finding any of this funny at the moment. I hurt her! like physically damaged her! I hate myself for it.
“Hey, stop that. You never intentionally hurt me. We now know to be more care
