Lorien POV

Auren kissed me again, slow and claiming, keeping my legs hooked around his waist as he lowered me onto the bed. The moment my feet touched the sheets, I lifted my hips and ground against him.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned against my skin, breaking the kiss only long enough to drag his mouth to my collarbone. His tongue swept over my mark the spot still tender from his bite and a helpless whimper slipped out of me. “I love seeing my mark on you.”

I slid my hand between us, ...