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As soon as the sunlight came up in the morning, I opened my eyes and heard the shower water running from the bathroom. I quickly stretched my aching body and looked towards the ajar bathroom door. I could see that my mate was taking a shower and my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Just then hundreds of memories flashed through my mind? Was this real? Bicker had really marked me? With a huge grin on my face I quickly raised one of my hands to my neck and with my fingertips brushed my mark. It was healed and it felt f*****g perfect. At that my eyes sparkled with excitement and with a jump I jumped to the floor and ran to the dressing table mirror in the room. I combed my hair to one side and admired the reflection of my beautiful brand. Fuck, it was completely beautiful, like no ot