I can’t stop touching them – the two bite marks on my neck. I’ve never gotten that close to someone before, to the point where our bodies were pressed up against each other, and eventually his teeth were in my neck, and mine were in his.
That probably wouldn’t sound romantic to a human, but it definitely was for us. We didn’t go as far as s*x last night, but kissing and marking gave me this dose of my mate that I didn’t need, but realised I wanted a lot.
“We can sit inside if you want – there’s a fireplace?” Grey asks, almost worriedly, as I’m brought back into the present – outside the little coffee shop we drove to. It’s surrounded by trees barren with leaves, and there’s a footpath leading off further into the forest down the side of it. Snow would be perfect right now, but the floor
