Clearly still more affected by lust than he had first thought, he tried not to think about the woman behind him. He knew that this would be easier if it hadn’t been well over a year since the last time he had laid with a woman - and that had resulted in his last litter of children. Before then, it had been even longer. He was near touch-starved at this point. Even thinking it made him feel an inconsiderate ass. He knew Zee’s reasons well, her trauma. Remembering that the birth of that litter had likely been the death of her was a cold bucket to his senses. At last, he found himself fully regaining his senses.
They arrived at the training arena, and he gestured towards one of the rings. “Let's begin. Set your stances” He instructed her, entering the other side of the ring.
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