"We already had this discussion, Lumina. I don't want to be forced into it by the heat I want it to happen on its own." He says holding my hand is his. He always ends this question with the same words about how I would end up feeling. I will not end this until I get my answer today.
"You speak as if you have never been between a female's legs! I should be the one to say this. I am the one who has to feel the pain of the next heat! You should have done your duty as my mate." I say frustrated. Anger seeping as it ruffles Deimos up. I am scared of the pain my next heat will bring but I will not tell him.
"Yes, I am no saint but I am your first! If I took you that day you would have felt more pain of me f*****g you. You might have screamed for me to stop but I would have still taken yo
