Furious Sarah

He had never experienced such joy from being with a woman as he did with her. Was it because he had already mentally prepared himself to mate with her for the sake of the heir they desired? Or was he finally adapting to being with a woman in a more meaningful way?

"What's funny?" Annoyed, she asked, trying to face him, but he held her in place, preventing her from moving.

"I don't want you to panic again! I will be fine," he assured her, and she felt guilty. He was doing it for her? Was that why he abruptly stopped? She bit her lip in shame and hated herself for having such trauma.

"I am sorry," she whispered.

"You staying like this will help me." Seeing that she was probably blaming herself, he tried to convince her.

"Your breasts are soft," noticing her silence, he decided to lighten the mood. As expected, she made a soft sound, indicating that she was blushing.