I slept like a baby, but when I woke up, I felt the bed was cold, looking to my side, Earl wasn’t in the bed with me, looking around I found him in his little library, he was looking through the sketchbook. When I moved I felt sticky, I could see what it was, and I felt porous that my mate still unloaded. But my goal was to have him c*m inside me, wait, did he mark me?
Running to the bathroom, I could feel he looking my way, but I didn’t stop till I looked in the mirror, I looked at my neck like I was looking for a f*****g pimple I could feel but couldn’t see, till I saw were two of my moles were a bit red, the second I touched them my entire body lifted in goosebumps, and Earl appeared beside me with a prideful look on his face.
“It looks Perfect, you like where I marked you, sweetheart
