The Pack's Girl
To wait for it to be over.
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“Relax, Rabbit.” He massaged between my shoulder blades to coax me. Stroking my hair over my back and waiting for the pain to subside.
But there was no relaxing. I didn’t want him to move.
But he began to, anyway. Swearing in rapid concession. “Oh, damn. Shit. Uh, uh, uh. Fuck!”
Then he unleashed, driving into that part of me.
I cried out and shoved deeper into the bed. Covering my head with the pillow to keep from screaming summoning the other two.