Chapitre 259: Trouble In Paradise

Jules' pov

"Are you still so sore?" Blaze asked softly, eyes filled with worry and guilt and I was consumed with the urge to grab him and shake some clarity into him so he'd stop feeling so guilty.

"Just a little." I responded with a sigh and he frowned, hands going around my waist to massage my hips a little.

"Should I do the thing with my tongue…?" He was referring to the healing particles he had in his spit as an alpha. The night after his rut broke, he had massaged my sore rim with his tongue in order to make me feel better and although it helped a bit, it ended up making me aroused than healed, and since he insisted on not fucking me till after a week, I didn't want his tongue near my ass.

"No, that won't be necessary." I ended up responding and he nodded slowly before picking up the bag containing my school supplies, slinging it over his shoulder like he always does.