"Better?" He asks.
"Y-Yes." I sigh leaning my head back into the nape of his neck. Deimos kisses my hair softly.
As the silence envelop-es us and my mind rests I finally come to my senses. I reposition myself to a more comfortable position and Deimos grunts gripping my hips tightly.
"Stop moving, Lumina: He whispers in my ear, his voice deep and husky.
I feel his cock straining against my back, hard and in need. He must be feeling the same pain as I am right now. The scent of a female in heat calls out to every male within proximity, especially her mate.
"Deimos, you know I don't really mind. You can take me if you wish." I say closing my eyes tightly awaiting his response.
Deimos doesn't answer me right away but does after taking a deep breath. "Tell me, would you like me to fuck you or make love to you?" He asks as I turn my head back to look at him.
