024 - One Year

BLADE.

“One year, we can try. If, by the end of the year, we are still lost with this bond, I will let you go.” That was painful to say, but one year was better than nothing because I didn’t want her to leave.

“I’m going to have another heat next week. Without Patrea, I’m not sure if my power is enough to knock me off so I won’t feel the burn.” She said, ignoring my last words.

“Is it still painful even with my mark on you?” I asked, tilting my head to look at her.

She nodded. “Lucy said, maybe because we didn’t mate yet. So maybe we should take it slow. So when my heat comes, you don’t fuck me so brutally that I might die.”

“Die? What the fuck? Where are you getting these thoughts that you can die while having sex?” I growled. If she was reading this somewhere, she might be reading the wrong books.

“Just imagine your cock that big!” She retorted before she balled her hand into a tight fist while she curled her point finger and thumb into the smallest circle possible. “And you pu