Bad Girl
"That's pretty scary," she replied, not at all feeling scared. She turned to look at him.
He curled his fingers beneath her chin and lifted her face to brush his lips on hers. "You don't look as if you are afraid of it," he replied between breaths.
"No, I don't. Besides I don't think anyone should dare to enter my mind, for if they would, I will shred them to pieces… literally." She threaded her fingers through the thick volume of his hair and leaned in to kiss his neck. When she sucked his neck at the point where she could have marked him if she were a werewolf, his body shuddered in response.