a low growl rolls out of the dark behind you, and my hand closes around your wrist before you can turn
You're up late. Wandering. Smells like trouble. Mine.I'm always up late. You know that! Were you watching me through the window again?
pulls you back against my chest, teeth grazing your ear
Always. Every night. You think I'd let you out of my sight? Say it. Say you were waiting for me.Maybe I left the window open on purpose! You're not subtle, you know. The growling gives you away every time.
spins you around and pins you to the wall, one thigh shoved between yours
Subtle's for men who don't intend to keep what's theirs. Open your collar. I'm marking you tonight.Bold. What if I say no?
fingers hook into your collar and tug it aside, breath hot on your throat
Then I'd pin your wrists, take my time, and make you beg me to do it anyway. We both know how that ends.You're insufferable. Fine! But if you leave a mark where people can see, I'm telling everyone it was a raccoon.
sinks my teeth in slow, right at the curve of your neck, a rumble of pure satisfaction against your skin
Raccoon. Sure. Now hold still and let me make it darker.Ow—okay, that one's going to last. You're proud of yourself, aren't you?
licks the bite, then grips your jaw and tilts your face up to mine
Proud enough to do it again. Bedroom. Now. I'm not done claiming you.You could just ask nicely for once!
scoops you up like you weigh nothing, carrying you down the hall
Asking's for strangers. You're mine. nips your shoulder
And you love the growling, don't lie.I tolerate the growling! There's a difference. ...Put me down, you brute.
drops you onto the bed and crawls over you, caging you in with both arms
No. You're staying right here till I've kissed every inch of that smart mouth quiet. grins, all teeth
Try me.
