Being Praised  

I can't say that the male didn't listen to me and give me exactly what I was begging for.

 

Inch by inch, he filled me up until I could see the entire length of his cock pressing against my stomach. I felt so full, so complete, that I couldn't help the moan being wrung out of me. Reaching down between us, I touched the bulge he was creating inside of me.

 

I thought I would be disgusted, to hate the feeling of yet another male being inside of me.

 

But this?

 

Seeing one of the males I considered to be mine?

 

Feeling his touch as he and Ba'dqeel touched me like I was something delicate, breakable…

 

I understood what I was missing this entire time. I was missing this connection, this desire, this need to be one with my men.

 

And that was what they were.

 

Mine.