Damien
This can’t be real life. I have waited to share these moments with a mate, waited to worship her. Now my mate is here and she is better than I ever imagined. I wanted to lock the apartment door and spend every day pleasuring her to her liking. Hell, someone take the damn pack and I'll go build a cabin in the woods somewhere so nothing ever takes me away from her.
I finish kissing her breasts and look up again about to ask her if I can run her a bath when I see a look of panic cross her face and she sits up quickly, grabbing her ribs.
“What’s wrong? I ask. f**k, did I hurt her?
“She wraps her arms around herself and her eyes seem to glaze over. Why won’t she answer me? What happened?
“Damien, it’s Mist! I thought I heard her, but she’s gone again. She won’t answer me.” She says
