"Would you hurt me?"
"Have I yet?" He asked.
I thought about it carefully. Things he'd done had hurt my body.
"Tell me what you are thinking." He slid out of me.
Making me moan in pain from the aching of my body. I clutched the bedding and tried not to move until the cramping inside me subsided.
He rolled off the bed and landed smoothly on his feet. Stepping into his breeches, he tugged them up his legs and buttoned his pants. Sweeping up his shirt and holding it in a clenched fist.
"You have hurt my body."
"Yes, I suppose I have. It was not my intent."
"What was?"
"To stem the physical pain to come. I know I have better control then my brothers. The Mating Moon is already rising, and they will be far more overzealous in their hunger. Especially for you."
"Why me, Vanqu
