Leukos
Wolf refused to leave my side for six days and six nights. He didn’t even let me out of the bed and every time I woke up I would find him staring at me, with his c**k already riding high into my body. We talked very little through our reunion and in a way I understood our reticence to touch the events that had led us to our separation. It had hurt us to be apart and it had hurt the baby. The pain was still like a heavy fog around us, oppressing our lungs and making us desperate in our lovemaking. And the baby...The darkness of his spirit was a strange presence inside of me, like the distant memory of something ancestral and murky. I didn’t know what to think about it.
By the seventh morning I found Wolf petting my stomach when I opened my eyes. His face was relaxed with a
