''Mm...'' Cyra's figure turned comfortably in her sleep, she opened her sleepy eyes and watched the morning light bathing Zane's form, making it dreamy and unreal. her eyes brightened seeing him braide a piece of her hair on his. his white hair had a touch of red at the tips.
''Good morning love.'' her tone came out in a low pitch with a slur to it. Zane looked up and met Cyra's appreciating stare. Cyra flicked a finger for him to come closer, Zane was drawn by her gaze and moved unconsciously to her. As soon as he drew closer, Cyra pushed him down, he felt his breath knocked out of him but he was not given a chance before he kissed him hard, he could only wrap his hands around her neck and pull her closer.
'' I want to see my mark on you,'' she said after releasing his lips. he relaxed his hold and nodded. She pulled off his pants slowly as if opening a Christmas present. Zane bit his lips and watched her, his face was red with shyness due to the morning light.