It had been a couple weeks since I decided to stay with Mav and the pack. Overall, I thought things were going well, though I was still unmarked. Mav hadn’t brought it up, but last night while we were getting it on, he pulled out, finished all over my butt, and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door. It was the first time he pulled out, which I didn’t really care about, it was just unusual. I think he started to shift in the bathroom because I heard some loud cracks. He stayed in the bathroom for a while. Just as I was about to check on him, he walked out with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up. He kissed my forehead and flopped on the bed, immediately falling asleep before I could ask what was happening. He didn’t even cuddle with me, which is how I knew something was off.
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