?I can’t leave her though. I can’t bare not to be near her.
?“Do you want to hold her?”
?It takes me a moment to realize that Varian said something, and another to process what exactly he did say.
?I jerk back from him and shake my head. “She doesn’t – “
?“Are you going to keep up with that bullshit?”
?I raise my brows at him because normally my best friend does not swear. He’s one of those that thinks using cuss words means you’re not intellectual enough to properly express yourself in a non-vulgar manner.
?Prissy devil.
?He huffs and rolls his eyes at me. “And you are a pussy cat demigod.”
?He bores his eyes into me and I shift uncomfortably as I look back down at Mavyn’s face. So peaceful and content. She’s beautiful. More beautiful than when I first saw her months ago.
?“Not asking for consent and safe words is your kink. I’ll wait for her to explicitly tell me if she wants me to touch her or not.”
?You wouldn’t think it because of how meticulous and formal and coordinated the bastard usually is, but he likes his little brat. He likes chasing. He likes –
?“I have class too soon for you to be thinking whatever the fuck you’re thinking about and actually do something about it.” He gives me a pointed look as our fated softly groans and shifts. “So stop.”
?I swallow thickly and try hiding my smirk but I don’t quiet manage it.
?Then her eyes finally flutter open and we’re greeted by blood and aura and my soul practically rips out of my body trying to get to her.
?“How are you feeling?” Varian asks. She stays looking at me for three and a half more seconds before rolling her eyes back into her head and then stretching.
?Her arms and legs extend as her back arches and Varian maneuvers himself so she stays in his lap and doesn’t end up on the floor. She groans and the sound goes straight to my dick as her tits push against her bra and her skirt rides up to show the sliver of skin between her stockings and panties.
?She sighs softly as she curls back up in Varian’s lap. Her mouth opens like she’s about to say something but a ripple through her body makes it tense and Varian flinches hard. Pain trickles down our uncemented tie and it’s something I’ve never felt before.
?“What the fuck is happening, Mavyn?” Varian grunts. The muscles in his neck protruding and his jaw is clenched so hard I’m sure he’s about to crack a molar.
?She doesn’t say anything as she slowly moves out of Varian’s hold. Releasing him to stand and locking her legs to keep from falling. Then she slowly straightens her back and releases a long breath as her shoulder relax.
?Both me and Varian are as still as the gargoyles around the school, waiting for her to say or do anything. Both of us teeming with energy about needing to help. To comfort. To eliminate whatever pain she had been feeling, but we’re both useless in this moment.
?“Mavyn. . .” my best friend strains.
?She begins buttoning her shirt as she clears her throat and then says too neutrally, “Feeling. . . good.”
?Involuntarily, I step closer to her and growl, “Good? How the fuck did that feel good? You were in so much pain I, with an uncemented bond, could feel your pain.”
?Her shoulders hunch forward and turns her head to give me a dry look. As if I’m being overdramatic. I glance at Varian to make sure I’m not crazy and he’s also glaring at our fated.
?She straightens and then licks her lips as she turns to fully face me. It makes my dick jump, especially when she hoods her eyes and strums invisible fingers along our bond. “I just got railed so hard against a wall that I passed out which, believe it or not, was on my bucket list. Yes, that pain you felt was shocking but unsurprising for me. I’m sorry I did not have a strong enough hold on my internal walls to shield you from it. But as far as right now, yes. I am feeling good.”
?“Why was the pain unsurprising?” She turns back to Varian and crosses her arms. He hardens his stare. “Don’t tell me it’s not my business, Mavyn.”
?She blows out a breath and I’m sure rolls her eyes. “Well, it’s not like the other three don’t already know,” she mutters, almost to herself. Then louder, she says, “So basically that devil didn’t just curse me to burn in the sun but to burn whenever someone touches my scars. Runic curse, such a bitch, but I’ve found there are times when you guys can touch me and it doesn’t burn. Not always though.”
?Varian’s aura pulses as it floods the room and suffocates within these walls. His peppery smoked scent drowning Mavyn’s sweetness.
?But mine. . .
?The world goes deaf for a moment as the core of this world shakes. The beasts and creatures within my skin roil with a need to escape and devour.
