Ivan.
Stretching so my back pops, I stare down at my mate, who's also stirring.
No one ever told me this part of completing the bond. You only heard about the need to bite them and then for them to do the same, along with lots and lots of sex. A warning that when you mark your mate, the experience drains every last ounce of your energy would've been nice. Maybe no one knew. It was probably why most couples marked each other after sex.
Yet, when Nefera bit me, I hadn't felt tired. This time, when I marked her, it was utterly different. Nefera slid off the table, and I barely caught her before my whole body felt like bags of cement. The need to sleep forced me to carry her to the couch, the furthest I could get before I couldn't move anymore. We barely made it.
