Sage
The men pleasured and f****d me into the day. We napped, they woke me with a mouth on my cunny, and did it again. They made me proclaim I was their mate before giving me my climax, every time. They told me I was beautiful, and that they’d treasure me forever.
It would be so, so easy to believe them, to forget the past and what I was, and to let myself go. Let myself be theirs. But soon we would have to leave this strange place between the worlds, this sacred space, and return to the world we knew.
“What will it be like, when we are back with the pack?” I asked one rainy day. A stew bubbled on the fire, and Thorbjorn and Rolf sat honing their weapons. I paced back and forth from the fire to the door, staring at the flames and the rain and itching for something to do.
“We have a lod
