LiliethA strong, pungent smell rips me out of my sleep.I open my eyes and the first person I see is Deo. She's holding a glass jar in her hand, filled about halfway with herbs. Screwing it shut, she tells me, "It's great for waking people up.""I can tell," I claim, rubbing my nose.Trying to sit up proves to be a mistake because a sharp pain on the spot that connects my neck to my shoulder makes me yelp. I start to place my hand over me, but Deo grabs my wrists quickly, stopping me."Don't touch it," she claims. "We'll have to disinfect it with warm water."That's when I remember it. The marking. The way his teeth sunk into me with a force that caught me off guard. Then, the memory of his cock swelling inside of me and practically ripping me open invades my mind.And the soreness between my legs ensues, as if on cue.Deo shakes her head at me, a smile on her lips. "You whore."I laugh at this, ignoring the pain. "Come on. It was unexpected. I didn't think he'd show up, or that we'd
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