Damar kept going with no restraint and I think I passed out after the third round.
It was just too much.
But I was glad his rut only lasted for hours and not days.
I even had to feed the cubs while he was balls deep inside me. He didn't want to pull out of me for a single moment.
It was embarrassing but I made sure he was behind me so the cubs wouldn't catch the embarrassing scene of their partners mating.
It was even harder when the cubs sucked hard. I felt ashamed, feeling sensual during breastfeeding because Damar wouldn't stop.
The others tried to stop him and tell him to give me a break, but he didn't. He hissed at them, thinking they were trying to take me away from him.
It was chaotic.
But I'm glad that's over.
I scratched my head, my hair feeling sticky and damp. I paused and then looked at my hand... Sticky?
I brought it to my nose and smelled it. My eyes widened as I smelled the salty smell of semen.
