As Vex slowly stood from the bed, the sticky warmth clinging faintly to his skin, he dragged a hand through his damp hair and exhaled through his nose. His heart still pounded from the intensity of everything.
Asperia was gone.
She hadn't even looked back after he said: I love you, Asperia.
At that time after it slipped out.
She froze. Her yellow eyes wide, breath caught—and then she turned, hastily grabbing her clothes and bolting out of the room like a startled deer. No goodbye. No curse. Just gone.
He scratched his head, then looked down.
His cock was still semi-hard. And on the swollen tip—a red indent, sharp and clear.
A bite mark.
Vex sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Tch… even a wild animal would have more control."
"Meow."
His brow twitched.
