Denzel's warm palms caressed her naked body, feeling every inch of her warm skin. Nibbling on her neck, she thought he was going to mark her, making her throw her head backward in response to the sweet sensation generated by him.
Her excitement knew no bounds, but disappointment surged through her when his lips moved to her naked shoulders.
"Won't you mark me?" She was almost in tears, and Alpha Denzel chuckled, speaking teasingly.
"Relax, I want to curb the pain as much as I can."
A sigh of relief escaped her, but she insisted. "I can take it. Just mark me, please. Or…"
"Or what?" Denzel cut her off, his lips moving to her exposed chest as he pinned her hands to her sides.
"Or I will mark you first," Valerie flipped him around, caging him between her thighs.
Astrid was controlling her. His mark was something she could not wait to bear, and her lips were already inching closer to his neck.
