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I still cannot believe what just happened... exhausted and satisfied I'm laying on my sofa... and behind me... my mate... who's just gave me a rim job...

After I've cum and my heat who blurred my mind drafts away, I feel so embarrassed... how could I let that happen...?!

?I have nothing to so with that! But I wasn't bothered at all. Do you smell that he's cum too? So sexy...?, Snjógola is growling quietly. ?He did what?!?, I shout and realize I said it out loud and turn around.

?Puppy, are you alright??, William asks and is setting himself onto his knees. There is a huge splodge of cum on his trousers, and even now, after he's cummed, his bulge is simply huge.

His hair is sticky, and he is looking at me sceptical. ?Did I go too far??, he asks worried and gives me a guilty look. I don't want him to feel guilty of what he's done... I wanted it too...

I slowly shake my head... ?No, it's just... I was never been touched like that...?, I'm explaining him. ?In fact, nobody had ever touched me in a way I liked... so... It feels so unreal... but in a good way...?, I add, and nervously play with my hands.

?The scars on your back...?, William takes the air.

?You don't have to tell who did them, but are they hurting you?

?, he asks and gently strokes my arm. His worried look is heartbreaking.

.. ?No... they healed very well... but emotionally.

.. yeah they do hurt... they're burning my whole body.

..?, I try to represent the feelings I have 'cause of them.

?I'm so sorry little one...?, William is whispering and kisses my Hand. ?...but I promise you to never let something like that ever happen again to you. I'll protect you with my life, little mate.?, he states and looks deeply into my eyes, causing me to blush again.

?He is really caring... But we should clarify a few things, don't you think so?

?, Snjó is suggesting. What kind of things?

I don't know what my wolf is up to. ?About us, our mate bound, his son maybe?

! I don't like the thought of him having a son, who is not ours.

..?, my wolf growls. Don't be so premature.

.. he is 43! So I'm more than 20 years late for him.

.. And for me, I have no problem with him having children, except I'm a bit scared of meeting them.

..?Yeah, whatever... But we still should talk about it. ..?, Snjó recommends.

?Em... Snjó and I want to talk a bit about.

.. em...?, I start muttering. ?About...?

?, William is raising one of his eyebrows.

?Em... about us... and mate... bound... your.

.. son... ...?, I don't know if he could understand me in the end, but he nods and opening his mouth.

?Yeah, we should. At first, I have to say something to you.

?, he starts and looks quite serious. I sheepishly nod and gulp one time.

?You will not live on your own any more!

You can move to my place. I have a free room available, so you don't have to worried about that.

?, he states clearly, making sure no talking back is allowed, so I just nod.

?Why does he want us in a separate room?

We're mates after all!?, Snjógola is growling.

Before Snjó mentioned it I never thought about it, but after seeing it that way it surely hurts a bit.

?Okay, and we have to figure out how to not tell my son. At least for the first two weeks or so.?, he is talking more to himself, than me. Does he want to hide me? Ouch... I suffocate a whining sound to not let him know, this is hurting me a bit...