Part 1:
"How was that?" Winter asked Blue with a rough voice, their bodies still sinfully entangled.
"Hah… it was okay," Blue sounded breathless. With Winter's mouth still heating up the back of his neck and their lower bodies refusing to separate, Blue felt an ecstasy that couldn't be described with words.
"Are you sure?" Winter asked hesitantly, turning Blue around and fixing him in a straddle position.
Blue couldn't even sit upright and had to collapse against Winter's chest.
The two of them had just completed a permanent marking—something that Blue thought he would never do in his entire life. He was wrong, completely wrong.
What was the point of deceiving himself that he didn't need Winter when he knew deep down that without Winter in his life, everything else had no meaning?
So Blue had finally come off his high horse to receive a permanent mark from Winter a month after their wedding and two months before his due date.
