*His lips trailed seductively down the side of my neck, nibbling at intervals. His tongue snuck out to stroke on the small patch of skin where his mark lay, making me shiver. His hands caressed me gently and I grabbed at his shoulders, arching into him.*

*"You like that, don't you?", He whispered. "Like how I make you feel."*

*With a whimper, I nodded, panting, and he bent his head to me, kissing me and literarily stealing my breath. My hands dove into his hair, and my lips opened under his ...