"Well, I should probably get to a class," you say.

Marko raises an eyebrow at you. "Well, if my mother gets a phone call on the first day at a new school, she might say no to me coming and staying with you."

"Hmm, good point, and I would hate to miss out on the opportunities that would bring," he said with a smile.

"Opportunities?" you ask him back, desiring to hear the words again.

He leaned into your face and kissed you, his tongue still faint with the taste of vole blood. "You want to hear about my desire to breed you?" he asked. You blush. "How I want to eat you? Share your flesh and body with my brother?" You moan at his words, "With how aroused that seems to make it is becoming harder to resist."

"I guess I will need to make sure you and your brother are well and delighted in every way," you tell him as you grab his balls softly.

He moaned at your touch before saying, "Well, how about the first night you stay over? We spend the longest time fucking you and telling you how we want to eat you?"

You squeal in delight, "Are you sure you won't lose control and just eat me then and there?" you ask him, your voice heavy with passion.

"No," he said back to you, and you could feel him hardening again in your hand, "my brother and I might just eat you all up. While I'm still fucking your cunt and my brother is fucking your face."

You shudder just at his words. "You want to gnaw on my tits while you fuck me?"

"I want to gnaw on all of you as I fuck you. I want to take every part of you and make it part of me," he promised.

"I need to get to maths class," you whisper, "but tonight, I want you to show me all kinds of pleasure."

He smiled back, "Who do you have for maths?"

"Umm," you struggle to bring your mind back to school, "Mr Deverou."

He nodded, "The Zebra, watch yourself. He's known for some very odd behaviour for a herbivore."