He trailed his lips down her neck, his hands roaming over her body, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.
"I want to possess you," he whispered against her skin, his voice rough with need. "I want to make you mine, completely and utterly. I want to keep you forever.."
He continued to whisper words of possession and desire, his lips and hands both working in tandem to drive her wild.
"You're mine," he murmured, his voice a rough, possessive growl. "You belong to me, and only me. I want to mark you, claim you completely…"
Petal was lost in a sea of sensation, her mind a muddled mess as his words and touch overwhelmed her.
His whispers in her ear, the possessive way he held her, the primal need in his voice…it was all too much, yet not enough. She felt like she was drowning, lost in a sea of desire that only he could quell.
