C h a p t e r F o u r t e e n; THE MOST IMPRESSIVE THING GUYS DO

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-Idk.
-I decided their mother language is Latin?

Your mind hadn't registered them besides the glowing blue and looming figure. Your body reacted faster than your brain. You ripped your necklace off and swung out. There was an ugly THWACK as the side of your hand made contact with his face. He let out a low grunt, stumbling back as the jewelry broke the skin. 

  Disappearing without a trace the way you did only to show up smelling so different- like a complete stranger. His reaction was just as instinctual as yours. The moment he felt the sting of his skin splitting he grabbed your wrist, twisting your around and bringing you to the ground. One large hand is firm on your jaw, preventing you from screaming or biting. The other holding your wrist twisted behind your back, preventing you from escaping. You were on your knees, face pressed into the floor with his teeth buried in the back of your neck. This mother fucker was biting you into submission...

...And it was working. 

  Your body fell lax and a low-pitched whine rang from deep in your chest. His hand let go of your jaw, and you could feel the pop of his teeth as he slowly disconnected from your flesh. "Bunny, please calm down..." 

It was Pierce. 

  "H-huh..?" Your voice cracked slightly, you had not expected your voice to sound so hoarse.

  "Sorry! I heard Ava called you that..." His body was still wrapped around yours, keeping you firm to the floor. Despite his relief your spoke, he was obviously still very cautious you'd lash out again. He doesn't want to hurt you defending himself or to protect you from yourself... But if what he saw when you attacked him is what he thinks it is, he'll lock you up in a little cage forever where he's the only one with a key-... Okay, breathe.

You had bathed- rid yourself of their essence- of your crime. You even burned the clothes. Now you hardly eat or move, laying with your back to Ava. Poor girl is too sick to notice the decline. The boys were too worried about caring for Ava the last few days to notice. But he did. He's been watching closely since that night. 

You've been sleeping mostly. You've lost weight. Too much too fast.

  You awoke to a feeling, a gentle tickle through your head. A soft sound escaped your throat as you leaned into the warmth. You felt your blanket wrap around you tightly before you were gently lifted off the bed. Warm muscular arms held you against his chest. 

  "Pierce...?" You muttered softly, cracking your eyes open. It was dark and Ava was asleep. The living room was a fucking mess, dear lord. 

"Ita, mea amica?" His voice was already deep and buttery- but holy shit. 

  Your mouth opened and closed, looking much like a fish out of water. He tucks a loose strand behind your head. His eyes glowed in the darkness just like they always do, and he was actually smiling. It was faint, almost unnoticeable. 

"Me sollicitas, musa. Tenuior et tenuior es..." You realize he's bringing you into their magic wall. It's calm and quiet, you think they're asleep- he confirms it by gently pinching your chin, making you focus all attention on him. 

"No one will bother us..." 

Time to vote:

A) Keep it wholesome. You and Pierce will have a secret dinner together where he makes sure you eat. Then we continue following episode 15. Completely fluffy. This makes Pierce a permanent platonic option.

B) Everything A has, but it gets spicy and one of you decides it shouldn't go further and we continue following episode 15. He's still romantic, but sex will wait :(

C) You and Pierce have dinner. He can't stop flirting or touching you. And you let him hit. He takes your virginity and becomes very possessive. This is a harem book so this does not remove the others. 

Translation:
Ita, mea amica? (Yes, my darling)
Me sollicitas, musa. Tenuior et tenuior es... (You worry me, muse. You are thinner and thinner)

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