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 safe,” Thiago

yeah, we are not joking,” he

Did she mark you back?" Zander asked questions whilst he

time." Thiago was the one doing most of

another

I will just mark her then." Zander once again rubbed his palms

was feeling uncomfortable standing this close

then

almost glared at him for

to feel the most affectionate marking ever." He knew he was annoying me with his commentary, but kept going

stretched my neck to the side and

shiver; it was the kind of feeling you can’t tell if it

smell this good," he whispered on my skin, gently pressing

kept thinking I should push

more desperately

when I felt his sharp teeth touching

ready to

inside my skin,

had only pierced through my skin when

spitting out whatever blood his teeth

a complaint and kept spitting to clean his

right time to play pranks," Lazlo

was confused about

was also staring at Zander without

a poison." Zander finally got on his feet to look me in the eye

questioned, out of

marked her without feeling

then his eyes stayed on my face for a moment because he said, “It is because she hates me,” That little whisper he used shocked

upset and