"I know my freesia. Forgive me." He sighs wiping my tears with the pads of his thumbs rubbing my sweat coated forehead in an effort to make me feel better. Phobos began our f*****g his beast shall end it.
He assists me to get up whilst spinning me around to gently push me down so I can hold my weight on my palms and knees. I am placed in a submissive position I am not to meet his eyes as I do with Phobos for it is not lovemaking rather I am meant to be f****d hard and impregnated, to be filled with his seed that shall bear him an heir.
Phobos sweeps my hair away to the side baring the nape of my neck to him preparing me for his beast and I tremble my heart hammering in anticipation for what is to come. "Bear with him for merely a few minutes. I will return to you, Drahá."
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