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Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

Chapter 230
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230-Found Something When Lost Something

While deepening the kiss and his tongue

exploring my mouth, our bodies turned on. It was hard to resist the urge to fuck each other. I gave

in to the urges and reached for his pants as he had been rubbing his hand over my pussy for a

few minutes now. His dick was hard and bulging.

I opened the zipper of his

pants and held his cock out. While rubbing the shaft, I felt his arms heaving me up

my feet and resting me over the small wall. I cradled his cock and pressed it against my pussy, rubbing

it and moaning in his mouth.

I bit his lips, my fingers down his cock before gently cradling his heavy

balls. He was unable to hold himself back from me.

He broke the kiss and stepped away from me to adjust his dick on my hole. He was ready to thrust insi

de me, but just before he could thrust his dick into me; I felt this urge to throw up.

Igagged, and he walked back from me to give me space.

“Enya! Are you okay?” He rushed to put on his pants while I threw up on the ground, “Hey!” He helped

me stand up and put on my pants while rubbing my back.

“What happened?” he asked, looking worried for me. Even I was surprised because I wasn‘ teven sick.

“It‘s probably nothing. I have felt light–

headed for some days. All the stress has probably caught up with me,” I sighed, feeling his

arms wrapping around my body and pulling me over his chest for comfort.

“You need to visit the doctor,” Lazlo suggested, still hugging me tightly.

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“I guess I will be fine now,” I whispered, and he broke the hug only to share a glance with me. The smil

e of happiness on his face brightened up my mood, too.

“Really?” he asked. “Thank you for accepting me.” I couldn‘t believe he had been waiting this desperate

ly for us to get together.

Thad a full understanding of what I had done. But it felt right in the moment.

“Can we stay here for some

minutes?” I requested Lazlo, who broke the hug to cup my face in his hands.

“Sure, but I will need to get us blankets,” he kissed

my forehead and asked me to wait for him. I nodded and sat down

to catch my breath. Nobody likes being sick, but I just absolutely feel miserable whenever I am sick.

I then got on my feet to reach the edge and look down at the road.

“Help me!”

A blood–

curdling scream filled my body with shivers. It was devastating because I had heard this voice before.

“Please!” Those cries reminded me of something. They were so familiar.

‘Do you hear these noises?‘ | asked Nia, looking around impatiently to spot where the sounds were co

ming from

‘I do, they are giving me shivers,‘ she agreed that the voice was indeed bone–chilling.

‘Do you think it is the same one we heard in the fields back on the island?‘ I asked her just to make sur

e any one of us could catch on where we have heard that before.

A little bit of that and —-,‘ the brief pause she took made me curious, ‘And the noise we heard when

there was a tornado and we were trapped on the rooftop. Somebody was crying, but then there was no

one here,’

My body got covered in more chills once Nia‘s memory shook the world from under my feet. The

cries resembled that one day, and the callings were similar to the ones I have heard in the fields.

‘I needed to go and s–‘I turned around to see Lazlo staring at me skeptically.

“What is going on?” he inquired, watching me anxiously rub my palms together.

“Nothing. I was just beginning to worry about where you have left for.” I attempted to laugh, but it only s

ounded weirder.

“Yeah, I thought of picking up some more stuff,” he smiled when showing off a bottle of wine in his hand

s.

“Are we drinking?” | clapped excitedly, but he shook his head at me.

“I‘m drinking. I don‘t think you should

drink,” he said, handing me the pillows and the blankets, with one pillow to spread on the ground.

“Hey, that‘s rude,” I complained while making a comfortable place for her to sleep in for the night.

“Save some for me,” I pouted, sitting beside him.

“Nuh–huh!” he shook his head before finishing the bottle. He was an Alpha. That bottle will

do nothing to him.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Enya!” he smiled after putting the bottle aside, “I like

the way you are, innocent and timid. Don‘t ever change for anything. You are

precious, in fact, unique in so many ways.” Lazlo opened his arm for me, and I lay on his chest for the n

ight.

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We were pretty tired from running around the whole day. It was a never–

ending saga. The moment I closed my eyes, I began to feel sleepy.

“Enya!” I heard a whisper, breaking my sleep.

“Enya! Don‘t forget about me,”

It

was only then that I realized who it was. I shot my eyes open and found Thiago standing before us, wat

ching us with teary eyes.

Lazlo had fallen asleep too. And he didn‘t wake up to Thiago‘s calls.

“Thiago! You have come back.” I forced my body out of Lazlo‘s arms, but it was impossible to break fre

e. He was holding me way too tightly to even move.

“Yeah! I have returned, but I feel like I am not wanted anymore,” he whispered, tears sparkling through

his beautiful eyes, making them shine like crystals.

“No! You are very much needed, like always,” I requested, struggling to unwrap Lazlo‘s arm from aroun

d my shoulders.

A blue light appeared from the sky, and Thiago raised his face to take a notice of it.

“Ah! Not again!” he looked tired when watching the bright light

falling on his face. “I have to go, love!” the sorrow in his voice ripped my heart open. I took in the contes

t of his words and my heart pounded hard.

“Please don‘t

go,” I requested, but then I watched the blue light spreading across the surface and approaching me an

d Lazlo.

Enya is sick, any idea what‘s going on? What about Thiago? leave your reviews in the comment sectio

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