Cameron’s P.O.V

It was an offer that I found extremely difficult to resist.

Freya, half-naked and writhing beneath me as I held her hands above her head. Oh, how badly I wanted to take her! That single mark on her neck didn’t seem enough! I wanted to mark her all over her body, mar her porcelain skin with kisses, and leave my mark all over so no one would ever dream about looking her the wrong way.

Freya was everything to me; my heart, my soul, my very source of life. Each day, the need to ...