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I CHUCKLED BITTERLY, "THEN TELL ME, WHAT DID YOU GUYS did to Aaron," the boy that Amber lost hers with, "again? Because if I remember well, you were quite happy about it."

Gasping again, she growled, "It's different. Aaron is strong."

"Grayson is the strongest boy in Winterborn, mother. And Aaron is from Winterborn. What's your argument now?" When I saw his eyes, he seemed worried.

"He isn't like us!" There she goes.

I scoffed, "Thank God, he isn't!" Then I hang up the call, annoyed, angry, clenching my jaw, and controlling my strength so I won't break the damn phone. Because I'm surprisingly strong, in a way that is definitely not normal even for magical people like us.

Gray took my phone and put it on the table again, "I don't mind that. So, there's no need to get angry because of it, Rose. I'm used to it!"

Arching my eyebrows, I felt breathless, "But I am not. And I do mind it. It's ridiculous. It's unfair. It's prejudice. So what if your parents weren't like us? You are. You are the strongest in school, for fuck's sake. You could beat all of them to pulp if you wanted to. I just… I can't take it. It makes no sense, Grayson. What matters is us, not our fucking parents, damn it. It's our generation now, not theirs!"

He caressed my cheeks, "They won't change, Rose. Just because you see me differently, they won't change their opinions about me. Not just me, but all the others who aren't legacies like you and them. I'm still surprised by how you don't care about that, to be honest."

I felt like he had just punched me, "I have eyes. My brain works. Simple like that. And I know you. You aren't what they paint you to be. They do that because they are scared of what you might become, and of how powerful you can still grow to be, without being a legacy. Because this messes with what they judge to be balance," sigh. "But I'm not like them. I really am not like them. You can count on me, Gray." I'll do anything I can to help him, because I love him.

"I know," he whispered and kissed me again. "But your mom really seems to hate me, hm?" He said smiling when he stopped the kiss.

I felt embarrassed, "I'm sorry. Their prejudice takes the best of them, but they are good people. This is the only thing I fight with them for, that's why they kind of hate you, I guess. They probably think you are brainwashing me or some shit like that."

"Now, that's offensive."

"Again, I'm sorry for them. They can be really infuriating about this. And my sister always puts fuel to the fire."

"The younger one?" He arched his eyebrows. "Amber?"

"Yes. She's kind of possessive over me, and she doesn't like how obsessed I am with you."

He bit his bottom lip, "And why are you obsessed with me?"

Oh? Is he finally asking me about that? This is a big progress. Maybe he is falling for me after all. "I don't know. It's just… there's just something that keeps pulling me to you. Like a magnet. It keeps bringing me to you over and over again. I think of you all the time, and I'm always ready for anything that you decides to do. Like I said, I love you, Grayson. I really do. And love messes with our head. But I don't want you to say anything. Don't feel pressured to ever say anything just because I said it. I'll feel terrible."

I can wait. I'll make him love me the same way I love him. I've waited for years, I can wait more. And if he's showing a different approach now, I might finally have a chance on gaining his heart. Mine is already his.

Blinking, he stared deeply into my eyes, "It's late, Rose. Do you want to sleep here with me?"

Hell yeah. "Is that okay?"

"Yes. I'll give you one of my shirts to dress," then he kissed me and got up. Then went inside his closet.

All of that while naked. And seeing his huge hard cock like that made me hungry again. I took the tie from my wrist, got on my knees and tied my long hair in a high ponytail. I jumped from the bed and went to where he was.

When he saw me, he was about to come out of the closet with one of his hoodies in hand, and got startled by how I was staring at him. "You should stay in the bed, Rose, it must hurt between your legs. I'm pretty sure you're feeling sore after all of that." He gulped.

I held him closer and on the tip of my toes, kissing him again. "You make me hungry, Gray. That numbs the soreness," I whispered and began to spread kissed down his jaw, neck, collarbone, chest.

"R-R-Rose…" He gasped as I held his cock with my hand, and as I descended the kisses, I got on my knees. "Are you… Are you sure?"

Licking my lips, I looked up to see his eyes down on me, his pupils so expanded that his eyes turned totally black, the blue gone. "I've never been so sure," I whispered and kissed the fat head of his cock, making him shiver. Opening my mouth, I began to lick it, from top, down to the shaft, to his heavy sac. It's so big that it was hard to even hold with my hands, that pill of his really made wonders to make him fit all of this inside of me.

After licking everything, I sucked his balls individually, and went up, them I sucked the pre-cum on the head as well, and he cried, since it's very sensible. The second after it, I was sucking everything. Then he finally lost it. Gray groaned, held my ponytail in his fists in a strong grip making my head stay still, and he began to fuck my mouth. Going deeply inside my throat each time.

I've never done this before, but I wanted to. His taste is delicious to say the least. So, when he came liters inside my mouth, I drank every single drop of it.

And when I licked my lips afterwards, still holding my ponytail, Gray made me get up and kissed me. "You are making me want to get inside of you again."

His words spread goosebumps down my spine, "Please!"

"I'm afraid you won't walk tomorrow if we fuck again, Rose. It mustn't hurt right now, but I'm sure it will by the morning."

I took him by the hand and brought him to the bedroom again, then I took another condom from his bedside table, opened it, came to him, put it on, and jumped on him, crossing my legs around him. He watched me as I did all of that. But his eyes were as full of desire as me.

"I want you in me again, Gray," I cried.

"You really can't stop, can you?" He grinned, held me tight and forced his cock inside of me again, making me feel alive one more time. "How are you… still… so… fucking tight?"

Pressing the walls of my soaking wet pussy around his cock, I brought my hands to his hair and his lips back to mine, making him silence my moans. "I'm yours, babe," I whispered, straddling, moving my hips the best I could with the help of his big hands.

"Mine," he grunted, thrusting deeper into me.

"Yours. I'm yours!"