Draven leaned down towards her lips, but he did not kiss her this time, merely brushing against that swollen mouth ever so gently as if to tease her. His warm and moist lips trailed down her jawline, only to stop at her neck where he had marked her. His eyes glittered at the sight of that crimson blossom mark.
'My mate…mine…'
He licked and kissed the delicate skin of her neck, making her moan loudly. His warm mouth sent waves of pleasure through her body as it continued to savour every inch of that tender flesh. Her delicate fair skin continued to change colour under each of his harsh licks and bites.
