"Damn..." suddenly sighs Liam. "Sometimes I really wish you weren't a witch."
"It's okay," I shrug.
"It's not, Mara. I read some of those posts. You don't deserve that crap... "
"I'm fine, Liam. For real. I don't care, honestly. I'm fine with being the freak of the town, as long as I got the people I need by my side, okay? I've got my family, my friends... and my hot stuff too."
He suddenly blushes slightly.
"...Oh Moon Goddess, you're not going to forget that one, are you?"
"Certainly not!" I laugh.
He rolls his eyes, but after watching me mock him for a minute, he takes me by surprise and leans in for a quick kiss. I stop laughing, and now I'm the one blushing.
"Damn it," he whispers. "You're so cute when you laugh like this. Now I want my hot stuff too."
Oh... the way he said that doesn't leave much room for interpretation. I lick the mayo off my fingers, and give him another quick kiss back.
"Hm... Now that we're... sated, shall we go back?" I suggest, with a little smile.
"...Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Plus, there is something else we need to settle."
"What's that?" he asks.
"Well, I didn't think it would be an issue if I didn't mark you right away, but it looks like I can't leave my boyfriend alone for five minutes before he attracts chicks like moths to a flame, so..."
Liam opens his mouth, but then he closes it.
"To be honest, I was going to protest, but I'll attract all the drunk girls you need if that convinces you to finally mark me."
"...I don't know if I want to mark you, smack you, or kiss you right now."
"You can do all three if you want," he chuckles. "Come on, let's go."
Oh, Moon Goddess...
Chapter 30
"Babe... I'm sorry..."
I hear him grumble, although it's muffled in the pillow. He's really upset... My eyes go down on the ugly bite mark on his neck. Okay, maybe I did go a bit overboard. It's a red mess, and probably painful too, though he won't even let me lick it. Liam's decided to sulk, but even that is too cute. I chuckle, and caress his exposed back gently. We did go home, but we didn't end up sleeping much... Maybe four or five hours? I can't say I'm very tired, though. I chuckle and lean over, kissing his back, the sheets still wrapped around my body. The sun just got up a little while ago, and we now have full rays of sunshine on us, which I love... the smell of the sheets in the morning.
Liam's lying on his tummy, his face in the pillow in a weird position. Can he even breathe like that? I know he's not sleeping, but still. I smile; although the first part didn't go so well, the rest of the night was quite... interesting. Werewolf endurance really is quite something.
"You bit me meanly too, for the record."
"Mh-didn't-mumfumgrumbmemuf...."
"Babe, I can't understand a thing."
He growls. Uh, I'm not sure I got that. I bite my lower lip, and kiss his shoulder again. He's trying to hide it, but I know he's reacting to it... I keep spreading kisses on his back, going lower and lower.
"Don't go there..." he grumbles again.
I smile and put a kiss on his buttcheek, amused. This time, he lifts his head from the pillow.
