Jean-Luc
“Mark me,” she repeated and I pulled her away a few inches, only enough to be able to look at her blue eyes, flaring with desire.
“Love, are you saying that because of the hormones or because it’s what you want?”
“Both, but I want it. I want you and I want to give all of myself to you.” Her voice was no louder than a whisper and she was trembling and burning in my arms.
I couldn’t resist her words. I couldn’t resist her.
Marking her, having her, loving her was what I wanted. My lips covered hers and my tongue swirled into her sweet mouth. I licked and sucked her tongue slowly, tasting and caressing her. My hand cupped her nape to angle her head and deepen the kiss, my beast and I wanted to devour our beautiful woman. Our Roslyn.
As my thrusts increased in tempo, my hands
