—Ellie—  

    Tristan pulled out of me, and I winced, sucking in a sharp breath. I rolled over to my side, away from him, but the shame stayed with me.

     He brushed my hair away and kissed my neck then lightly bit down, and I shivered. “You are mine now, Querido. I own you. Even if I ever let you go, I’ll still own you. You will always remember this day and deep down you will always know that you are mine and mine alone.”

     I closed my eyes, trying ...