Up in the loft, a laughing Maxen landed on the bed after Olivia shoved him.
Earlier, the little prince was pushing her towards the ensuite when he had the urge to unleash his cheeky side, starting with tickling nibbles on the shell of her ear, which she welcomed by angling her neck to the side. However, his open mouth kisses which fanned a warm breath on her skin turned into bared fangs that pierced through her skin and sucked the daylights out of her through her neck.
Seeing the red mark on Olivia's neck, Maxen decided to send Jack away before Olivia would see and go berserk, unleashing her monstrous side.
"You may leave now, Jack," Maxen spoke loud enough for the trapped man on the main floor to scramble out of the cabin. He drank Olivia's seething form, amused at how red her cheeks were with anger.
They heard a throat clearing down on the main floor and a door softly clicking close. A boyish grin curved Maxen's lips. Finally. Alone time.
