Marcel's POV
I remained standing in the same spot Solana left me, my finger caressing my lips as where she had bitten. I could taste the blood in my mouth, but more than it, I could still taste her, still feel her perfect body, and it was safe to say that I was spiralling into madness.
I ran my hands through my hair aggressively as I let out a curse. I could still smell her— around the room, on myself, and now— a richer, sweeter smell was coming from the bathroom.
Fuck me now!
I went close to the door and leaned on it. I didn't try to know if she locked it or not, because I would lose the last bit of control if I found out that she did not.
A soft sigh left her lips, and it sent my hard c**k throbbing. It was painful at this point.
How would I survive two days, three days, a week wi
