Jadi rolls his eyes at me and turns onto his side, although I refuse to forfeit this opportunity. Not following last night when Ricky provided us with everything.
I assume control of his body, with Jadi objecting almost instantly as I kneel and cautiously grasp one of Ricky’s breasts.
What are you now engaged in? Jadi hisses apprehensively, pushing me away and regaining control.
I desire to sample her gumdrop buttons! I react sharply, struggling to regain control.
Cease this, Jadi contends as I have partial control over his hand and grasp Ricky’s b****t. You will awaken her!
That is the crux of the matter! I respond with sarcasm.
A faint moan escapes Ricky’s lips, Jadi gasping in horror while our arousal responds to the sound.
“Mmmmm,” Ricky exhales, her eyes slowly opening as she gazes up at us.
Jadi swallows anxiously, unable to withdraw his fingers from her b****t. Ricky averted her glance along his arm until she observed his hand still cradling her b****t, her nipples stiffening as goosebumps emerged on her skin. A subtle smirk appears on her lips, yet she remains silent, anxiously awaiting Jadi’s next action.
Compress it. Compress it. Compress it! I vocalise, anticipating that Jadi may finally exhibit assertiveness and assume control.
He stays immobilised like a deer caught in headlights, while his mind is inundated with futile thoughts of self-loathing. Just as I am about to deliver an inspiring address, Ricky places her hand over his and squeezes it reassuringly. A soft grin forms on her lips, as Jadi’s hand quivers slightly.
“You are aware…” Ricky beams at us. You are permitted to assume control as well. Occasionally, it is pleasant to experience a sense of desirability.
I can discern Jadi’s embarrassment from his pounding heart, and I sigh, realising that last night was likely our first and only s****l encounter.
I merely desired intimacy, I exhale, acquiescing to the absence of s****l activity today.
“B-but,” Jadi stutters, gradually raising his palm to her throat, his thumb brushing the area designated for marking her. “How can I ascertain your desire for me?” ”
I am impressed that he has initiated the discussion without my prompting and that he is ensuring she does not leave before providing us with a response. I observe the unblemished area on her neck and resist the temptation to assert my dominance and leave a mark on her.
“I desire you,” she asserts, encircling his wrist with her fingers. “I simply wish to avoid being labeled.” I need not be designated to belong to you. Humans do not brand one another, and that is acceptable.
“B-but I am not a human,” he contends, Ricky gazing up at him.
“However, I am,” she responds. “We do not designate one another for affection.”
That is inaccurate, I retort, while Jadi attentively prepares his counterargument. Humans do signify affection for one another. They enter into matrimony, adopt one other’s surnames, don rings, exchange jewellery, and acquire tattoos. They even exchange hickeys. Marks manifest in various forms; ours merely intertwines our spirits. Nonetheless, everyone imprints upon their beloved, whether physically or emotionally.
“I acknowledge that the mark is integral to your culture, and I hold that in high regard,” she asserts. “Why can’t we simply coexist?” Why can’t we simply appreciate our connection without your need to assert dominance?”
Your inability to comprehend that you are not a territory is perplexing to me. A mark signifies more than a mere physical assertion of possession between individuals. It is profound and transcendent.
“I am a werewolf, Talia,” Jadi asserts. “N-not a human.” My mark holds significant meaning for me.
“What does it signify to you?” Ricky enquires, shaking her head in amazement. She inhales deeply and exhales slowly, delicately pulling Jadi’s fingers away from her neck. “My first mate branded me… and upon my failure to meet his expectations, he rescinded everything.” He revoked my title and dismissed me due to my inability to fulfil his desires… Were you aware that a mark fades within three days? she elevates herself on her elbows and encircles her chest with the covers. Her voice conveys a sense of melancholy when she articulates. “It required merely three days to shatter my spirit, enabling it to liberate itself from him…. It required years to reassemble the fragmented components, only to discover that certain pieces are irretrievably lost. You do not retrieve them… Therefore, Jadi, elucidate why I should be concerned with the significance of your mark.She enquires softly, feigning a frigid smile and shrugs at me. “What significance does it hold if you designate me when ultimately you can simply discard me?” I am a profoundly disappointing partner and will surely fail to provide you with what you desire.
“I desire you!” Thus snaps, his voice strained with exasperation.” “I desire only you.”
