Leo is so wild today. And I love it.
Is today the day, finally? Are we going to have sex?
His fangs are scratching me while we kiss, but it's part of his charm. It's like holding a flower full of thorns. Even if it's painful, a bit, the flower is still beautiful and scented.
All this bliss has an abrupt interruption when my rose splits his lips from me and turns his head to the right. His left arm surrounds my waist. In a moment, we're not where we were.
He lifted me with no effort and jumped away from the blanket. His right arm is around my head, protecting me while rolling away.
On the spot we left, an arrow.
Arrows are hunters' weapons.
«Leo,» I murmur, not less horny than before. Yet, we have to survive if we want to have sex. «What happens?»
«We're under attack,» he says to my ear. He lifts me up and hides behind a tree. «Someone is targeting us.»
