Aslan opened his mouth, then sucked gently on each side of Rosie's neck, making the girl moan for the first time that night. Rosie gripped Aslan's shirt as his long, cold fingers slipped into her night dress.
"Aslan…"
"Yes, Roseanne?"
Roseanne felt strange when Aslan said her name. Something inside her grew hot, and she wanted the man to keep calling her name sweetly like that. She wanted to only hear Aslan's voice right now, calling her by her full name.
"Aslan… keep calling my name," Rosie said and Aslan nodded in understanding.
"Yes, Roseanne," Aslan replied with a slight groan as the girl moved on his lap.
