30
Liam
Was I being childish by teasing Max and the others with those hickeys on Cyra’s neck and then running away? Maybe a little.
But I couldn’t stay to see how they would react, that didn’t feel like a safe plan. Cyra had been so out of it, in her post-o****m bliss, that she didn’t even notice me making them. I couldn’t help myself. I know that when I really mate her, I’ll mark her with a bite, which will stay visible for the rest of her life, but for now, I couldn’t resist marking her like this, just temporarily.
Hell. Watching her as she came, holding her in my arms. That was the best feeling in the world and I loved it. But, of course, our little bubble of bliss couldn’t last and we had to return to the real world. We had to return to the real world, filled with horrible things.
