LOGINAUTHOR'S POVMarco looked out the window, completely nervous as he waited for Ezra to arrive. He kept adjusting his clothes, fixing what needed not to be fixed and just rearranging stuff. He glanced at his phone, it was already five in the evening. They agreed to meet at that time. Meanwhile, he had been here since four. Crazy.Marco smiled again as soon as he checked Ezra's picture once again. He was sure that if he was a bit persistent, at least enough, he would get him to be his. That was his goal and he was being clear about that. He would be open to Ezra about that and see where that would lead them. The coffee shop was warm and created the kind of calm romantic ambience that Marco needed perfectly for his little mission. About five minutes after five, Ezra appeared at the entrance and did a little wandering of his eyes to locate him. When he did, he smiled faintly and approached the table. Marco stood up quickly and pulled the chair backwards before he even got there. "Tha
EZRA'S POVThe bonding mark on the woman's neck was three lines. That was it. Three curved lines, fine as thread, sitting just below her ear in a pattern that looked almost like it could be a scar if you weren't looking for it. She tilted her head to give Cole a better angle and he leaned in with the focused interest of someone genuinely trying to be helpful. "It appeared the morning after." She said, She was maybe twenty-five. She appeared very relaxed in a way that showed she had answers to the questions they'd been asking. "I woke up and there it was." I looked at the three lines. I thought about the gold circle on my chest with its five-pointed star and its claw mark and said nothing. There was a stark difference between the two. I didn't show her because I wasn't sure if anyone else other than those responsible for its appearance and also Cole was to know and see it. "How does the bonding actually happen?" Cole asked, glancing at my side. She looked between us. "You kn
DORIAN'S POVNobody had moved much in the last hour. We were seated around the table. I had my hands flat on it and was looking at nothing in particular, just thinking about a gold mark on the left side of someone's chest. The phone dinged. Lucien had it in his hand before the sound finished. His eyes moved across the screen. "He has replied." He said and then read the message out loud. "He's here and safe. Don't come though, tell Riven especially. I don't want another kidnap series."Riven rolled his eyes after hearing that. "Bastard." He muttered. "He is not in the mood for any of you right now and frankly neither am I. I'll let you know if anything changes." He finished reading out the texts.The room exhaled. We were at least relieved that he was fine. I knew he was most likely to end up in Cole's place but then at the end of the day, this was still Ezra who could do the unpredictable. Riven reached up and touched his neck. Just below his jaw, where the mark had appeare
EZRA'S POVI knocked three times and stood outside, waiting for the house owner to open the door. After wandering for what seemed to have been hours, I just had no choice but to come over here. I heard him shuffling from inside as if he was colliding with the furniture. Then Cole's voice, muffled and indistinct, saying something that wasn't directed at the door so much as at the general situation of having to be upright. The door opened. Cole was still wearing yesterday's shirt, one sock and the expression of a man who had made several decisions the night before that his morning self was still auditing. His hair was doing something architectural. He was holding a glass of water with both hands like it was keeping him anchored to the earth. If I were to be in a better mood, I would have found this pretty funny. "Ezra." He called out and burped. "You're here. That's..." he blinked, trying to clear his eyes. "That's good. That's a good thing? Are you okay? I searched thoroughly f
EZRA'S POV "Let me see it." Caius' voice was the calmest thing in the room which was doing a lot of heavy lifting given the current atmosphere. He was the smart one here so he had to have an idea as regards what was happening. I pulled the collar of my pyjama top aside and let them look. They moved closer to have a look. Lucien leaned in first, his brow furrowing. Riven's eyes on the other hand while Dorian just stared but I knew he had no clue what was happening. "I have never seen anything like it before." Lucien said. "Neither have I." Caius supported which from Caius was significant. "So you mean to tell me right now that this isn't your doing?" I was perplexed. "What are we? Kids? Why would we draw things on each other's body?" Riven scratched his head. "Moreover, we don't have a talent for drawing tattoos." Lucien added. Caius reached out to the image. His fingertip made contact with the skin at the edge of the mark and the effect was immediate.
EZRA'S POVI struggled to open my eyes and the first thing that greeted them was the familiar ceiling. I blinked a few times trying to register what had happened. I turned my head towards the window and noticed that the day wasn't bright. The late afternoon sun came through the curtain gap at an angle which meant that hours had passed. I lay still and let that land and slowly, the rest of my memories arrived. I tried to remember what exactly it was that had happened that rendered me almost immobile and when the memories came back fully, I shut my eyes deeply feeling the regret wash through me already. Last night, I was consumed fully by the heat and I ended up coming to the quad for help but instead, Dorian kissed me and I ended up in the bed, getting fucked raw and mercilessly by their hunger for my body. I remembered my mouth wrapped around each of their cock and my mouth welcoming their thick cum. Not only my mouth but also my hole. I remembered riding so hard that I could feel







