It had been a week since I had played with her in the woods, and she missed me. I needed to be innocent for her. “Scared of what?”
“Of surrendering your maidenhead.” He moved to me, so tall. My body shook. “You’re still sweet and innocent. They were so soft. My body felt so dirty. I wanted to be coated in her juices. Lydia was a slutty farmgirl that spread her legs for any boy. I didn’t have to marry Aidan. But it wasn’t my place. I never heard it called cumming before, but I’ve certainly felt that delight.”
I blinked. Keep galloping! I’m ready for mating.”
“So there must be some boy unicorn that wants to take your purity?”
“We don’t have boy unicorns,” she giggled. It was only to satisfy my curiosity on how soft they were. Our animals deserved to be happy and healthy. Her seed filled me.
