I squealed in ecstacy as he made me come once more. He bit my nipples and pinned me down almost aggressively whilst making our bed rock audibly

"Mhmmm." I moaned for him to do me again.

" You truly are high maintenance." He bit my ear roughly and licked it afterwards.

He made me feel great, kissing up and down my neck and collar. My legs instinctively wrapped around his back, bringing him impossibly closer to me. He came in quickly and started back up without being too enough and rocked sweet strokes in and out of me.

I waited patiently for his finish despite how ready I was. His lips latched onto my nipple and I couldn't wait for him anymore. I came and moan loudly in his hold. Seconds later, I felt his finish and moaned loudly as his fiery cum coursed through my womb. He continued to kiss me as I was still not over the high.
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My head was propped up against his shoulder. We lounged lazily in his living room. My hands wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer.

" Is everything alright?" He asked softly. I nodded into his shoulder. I jumped when things slammed on the floor.

" Our little bundle of joy sounds happy." He mumbled sweetly. He kissed my forehead.

I entered the kitchen. All the pots had fallen to the kitchen floor. " Roman. Who made this mess?" He looked at his sister, on the floor playing with emerald gems and minding her own business. I approached Reyna and crouched beside her, playing along with Roman. A note, that Reyna refused to use her voice. She just didn't.

" Baby, who-"

She almost glared at me " You know who did it."

Her intelligence never failed to surprise me. Her crystal pale blue eyes could see into one's soul in a knowing way, even at infancy. Her white blonde hair was tied back in a bun I did earlier this morning. She made pyramids stacking each gem carefully on top of the other. Her father absolutely adored her and would give her anything she wanted, which generally wasn't much. She wasn't a worrisome child either.

" Roman, can you at least put them back?" I groaned. Each pot was put back on it's hook one by one. They grew very quickly. They were infants 3 days ago. Roman laughed happily.

" Alright, come on you two." Reyna shuffled and latched onto my leg. Roman simply ran to the living room without my help. Reyna and I looked at each other, shrugging. I walked to the living room and watched him bounce. I lifted Reyna off the floor. She complained but stayed in my arms.

Roman had pale grey eyes and dark brown hair and was fairly mischievous yet mysterious at the very same time. They would both fully mature and be adults in a month and a half. That was insane just to think about.

She walked toward her dad and sat on his thigh. He smiled and showered her with kisses. I could tell they were talking because she giggled and began to wrestle with her father and pounded her small fists on her father's arms and chest. Roman made grabby hands up at me. I quickly lifted him.

" Wow, I'm up so high!" He giggled.

" Yes you are, kiddo. You are up so high!" I chuckled, lifting him even further.

" Mom, is it true what I hear demons say about humans?" I paused. " Well... What do they say?"

"... They say humans are shells, waiting for them to take..."

" Tell your father. He'll know what to do." She gently nodded. Her hand moved to her father's. I didn't exactly get involved. What would I do. He was hiding his next steps from her but I could see he would make them pay. No demon inhabits a human without his consent.
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Blaise

Gabriela and I were in awkward standing. We were kind of/kind of not avoiding each other. It was very complicated. It was obvious I liked her. I just doubted someone as gorgeous as her would like me. My gray side was dyed a very light, warm orange now. I closed my locker and Gabriela stood before me. I almost jumped out of my skin. She apologized for scaring me and took in a breath of air.

" I wanted to ask you a question." She walked to stand in front of me. She pulled a bouquet of roses and took a knee. I blushed profusely. This wasn't the time. Everyone around us stopped to watch

" Will you do me the honor of going to prom with me, as your new best mate?" I chuckled, but in embarrassment.

" Umm... Yes?" Everyone cheered and whooped for me as I covered my face in shame. I hated this amount of attention.

" Gaayyyyyyy!" Someone in the crowd jeered. My face sank into an expression of horror.

" Wow, really?" I nodded gently, trying to save my anger for another time when I could really tell her off. I accepted the flowers and left to class.
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Ethan was all I could think of. I had told him off... And maybe even severed any chance we had at being somewhat close. He was everything I wanted and more... The problem was he was a severe pain. And evil. And probably wouldn't want to be anywhere near me.

I waited for lunch, but all of the classes before it dragged on forever.
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I drove home, quicker than anyone could ask where I was going. I parked in the garage next to my uncle's car. I closed the garage and came in through the side door, locking the door before I entered. I plopped on the couch, tiredly. I flipped to the news, which I didn't care for.

" Adelyn, shouldn't you be in school?" My uncle asked, surprised I was here at this time. I switched off the tv and patted the cushion next to me.

" So... This girl asked me to prom..." His eyes widened " That's great. Right?" He asked.

I huffed " She asked in front of about a third of the school." His face dropped.

" I'm so sorry, Addie. Do you want to go out with me?"

" Of course." I mumbled glumly. He hugged me, engulfing me in his warmth.

I groaned, frustrated " I don't care if you know I'm a little gay, because you love me. But I don't want everyone to know it. Not now." He rubbed my back and held me closer.

" You shouldn't care if you know they don't have your best interest at heart. They wouldn't care if you were a little gay, or really gay, if they did." I nodded into his shoulder. We took his car to the mall, which was a little far. I needed this, honestly. I looked out the window and felt the sweet breeze across my face. The chill of winter was slowly leaving and I could feel spring's gentle greeting. I tear fell from my eye. I was surprised, because I hadn't realized it. I took a deep breathe and closed my eyes. I felt the car stop and I turned and looked at my uncle.

" Do you wanna talk about it?" I thought and nodded.

I pushed my hair back " Ever since the new girl transferred, she's been really clingy towards me. She obviously doesn't like my ex, which I don't care about, but the fact that she hated her when I mentioned she was mine rubbed me the wrong way. She got on her knee and asked me to prom as her mate with flowers and stuff. I freaked out. There were so many people staring at us. I felt so pressured-

" You had a choice. If you felt uncomfortable, you could have said no. You still have a choice and you can cancel. There's nothing wrong with refusing. You care a lot of what other's think, even though they can never truly understand you as a person or your experience. They will never get you like you want them to. You're looking for love and friendships were there aren't many at all, Blaise." He told me calmly.

" I know but... It felt like If I said no, everyone would think I was a horrible person."

He looked over at me " If the world thought you were horrible, what would you do?" I looked at my hands and back at him " I'd want to curl into a ball and just die. It would hurt so bad knowing where ever I went nobody liked me." He held my hand and squeezed it gently. " I love you, Blaise. So does your family-"

" Than how come they all left us? Huh?" I cried. His face dropped. I wanted to kick and punch and resist him. But he was the best person in my life right now and he didn't deserve any of it. He was all.