My Bisexual Mate

Chapter 5

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I hate Prance.

Exhausted was too much of a nice word to explain how my wolf fucked me up and how out of breath he made me. My dick is over-sensitive from being rubbed in all kinds of ways and it varies from soft to rough to gentle to hard. Anything to make me cum as Prance continues to invade my mind with Risk's body beneath me whimpering and moaning.

My feet gave out a while back after my fifth release, but I still feel like a bitch in heat, no matter how much I masturbate I remain hard and leaking. I will not apologize to him, and I will not give in so if I have to die from blue balls or masturbating then so be it because he's coming with me.

It is another situation where he wants to win but he can't always win and he needs to know that he needs to know it's us and not just him so when I continue to let him have his way it will only escalate and soon from now, I won't even be able to voice my own opinions. I groan as my dick starts to burn as if someone just rub pepper all over it, I clench my teeth as I start to pump again to release myself even for a minute before the torture starts again, image after image continues to occupy my mind and I use that to reach my orgasm faster and no surprise when I shoot fucking blanks.

I lay back totally spent, my body aches as if I have been having sex but I know that even without the action, orgasm by whichever method can exhaust you. My eyes grow heavy and I never welcome or am so grateful for sleep as I do right now so before I dose off, I smirk at Prance.

Fuck you! I yell at him just as I pass out.

I shot up breathing hard and fast, I take in my surrounding to realize that I am still inside my room, still in the same position I fell asleep in, but the only difference is that beneath me is wet. I roll my eyes as I get up, I head to the bathroom to release my bladder but hiss when my sensitive dick releases my urine.

I wish I could take him out of my head, travel a good distance away, and run full speed and kick his ass for six! He is irritating and stubborn and I wonder why I got him as my wolf, but Goddess knows I love him.

I love you too Prince.

Point proved. I can't be mad at him no matter how hard I try and like a parent I spoil the big guy. We have our differences, and we won't always see eye to eye but whenever I need someone he is always there. Not because he can't be anyways else because a wolf can disappear if they desire and come back when they feel like so if they refuse to talk to you, it's the silence treatment.

You could have gone easy you know.

I pout looking at my dick. How am going to put this in my pants without crying like a baby because of the now tender skin? I won't always let you win, it's us against everyone else until we for sure find our mate. You can't be like this when you don't get your way or more importantly when you don't get the last word. People's opinions and respect matter. I lecture him. He holds his head down in shame whining as if in pain, but I know my words hit deep.

I am sorry he said. That's a start so I smile. At least we know your dick still works because Goddess knows if it fails you in action, he howls his laugh stomping his paws to emphasize that he's dying with laughter.

Little shit I growl blocking him out as I continue to hear him laugh though. I quickly bathe and dress in full black but red shoes that match the red dyed tips at the end of my hair. I realize that my tender skin is back to normal, and I send a quick thank you to Prance as he huffs in response giving me his back.