The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
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The world turned right side up again as Hobi sat me carefully down on my own two feet at the foot of the bed. As I stared up into the heated expression swimming in his dark eyes I felt any inhibitions or reservations I had starting to melt away, not that I had many in the moment. The only one I had briefly considered for a minute or two was my concern about the sweat currently clinging to our clothes and skin. Now it no longer mattered. Because now I was considering the fact that we would be sweating even more as he took me in the most carnal of ways.
My mind conjured up the memory of how he said he would take me. How he said he would thrust into me hard and there would be no question in the house what the two of us would be up to. The bed frame rocking against my wall with every pump of his hips, and the way my moans would come unbidden from my throat. The way he would encourage me to let myself be vocal, to be unrestrained.
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Hobi nuzzled his nose down the bridge of mine, and as if he gained the ability to read my thoughts, he commented something regarding that memory. "I know what I said, Petal. And I do still want to take you hard. I want to fuck you deep." The way he punctuated the coarse language with heavily pronounced inflection made more heat curl within me. "But, not this time. Not after the debacle that was that shit show." He had been referring to the night at the club a lot, and I automatically knew without him telling me that was what he was referring to that night again now. "I need to show you with each touch, with each soft caress, each nipping kiss, and yes each carnal thrust simply how much I not only worship and adore you. But how much I love you."
I lean up and whisper softly against his lips. "As long as you promise to show me the more carnal side of you in the near future."
The way he says his next words come out sound like the combination of a primal growl or the purr of a large feral cat. "In the very near future. Yes, I promise to do exactly that." He takes the bucket hat off my head and drops it to the floor. I make sure to momentarily sear its location in my mind since it's not my hat to begin with. Without a care regarding the state of my curls he cards his fingers through my hair, tucking strands behind my ears with endearing affection. "But, for now. Let's get you out of these sweat soaked clothes."
