Tasting All My Mates

253-The Hated Mate 01 Enya "Lazlo!" I murmured, walking closer to him and holding his face in my hands. “You can talk to me whenever you feel like you are being left out." I was trying to be mature and understand his feelings.

“Really?” he whispered, melting in my hands.

"I care about you as much as I care about Thiago,” I said, and I brought my lips closer to his lips and brushed them together.

I felt his muscles stiffening and his body reacting to it.

He grabbed my back in his firm hands and pressed our bodies together.

I tilted my face, deepening the kiss with him and tasting his lips when he pulled away only a little so that he could ask me.

"And do you love me as much as you love Thiago?” he asked, gently brushing our lips together.

I tried to kiss him again just so that I didn’t have to answer him, but he caught on to the trick and pulled his head back a little.

"Really? You cannot even answer that question?" He freed me from his grasp and shook his head sadly.

"Laz—," I paused because Thiago had brought back Zander, who looked confused when watching us in the deep woods, looking all worried.

"Are we having a bonfire here?" He let out an uncomfortable chuckle and then stared at me with wishful eyes, “Wow! You look gorgeous under the moonlight." He quickly made a comment and then looked away to make it seem casual.

"So, you didn't read the messages?" Thiago mumbled, patting his shoe on the ground.

“I did.

But I thought you guys were making fun of me," Zander answered, while narrowing his eyes in my face and then traveling down to my neck.

"We are seriously marking her?" The excitement and happiness in his eyes spoke for themselves.

He must have been desperately waiting for this day.

The way he rubbed his face while smiling was another reason I didn’t want him to mark me.

keep her

we are not joking,”

her? Did she mark you back?" Zander asked

at a time." Thiago was the one

have found another reason to be mad

her then." Zander once

standing

hand on my back and then pulled me over

him for being so

marking ever." He knew he was annoying

the side and let him bury

of feeling you can’t tell if

he whispered on my skin,

thinking I should

staying near me, I more desperately I wanted to push

felt his sharp

ready to

inside my skin, a weird feeling of repulsion was immersed in my

through my skin when he jolted and pulled away from

getting on his knees and spitting out whatever blood his teeth had on

complaint and kept spitting to clean

to play

about

also staring at Zander

finally got on his feet

questioned,

marked her without

a moment because he said, “It is because she hates me,” That little

sounded upset