"I need you inside. Please let me mount you." I sob anxiously.
"It's okay, let me just jerk it twice."
I get on him as soon as his length is erect.
I relax a little but don't stop whining.
Azazel pets my head as I rest it on his chest.
"Try to relax."
"I don't need to relax. I need to f**k you without getting a baby inside me."
"We're working on it babe. Trust us. Trust me. I will always fight for your freedom of choice."
"I love you so much Azazel. I love Draven so much. I will die without you. Please. Where is our mate?"
"Let me wash your body. Your body smells like fear. I don't like it." I don't move an inch from that spot but allow him to clean me.
I eventually ride him slowly. None of us c*m.
"Let's dry up."
"I don't want you to take it out. Where is Draven? I want my mat
