117 The Ulfric (8) Marked

His wife.

His Luna.

Daryn lowered himself, placed his arms beneath her, pulled her and slowly kissed her. She opened her mouth for him, as he pressed his body against her. The way he kissed her, it was like he wanted to make sure that she had accepted him in her life. He wanted to ensure that she would be there with him through thick and thin, that she chose him over any other man and be his. "Mine," he groaned in her mouth. 

She inhaled his scent trying to commit it to her memory. 

His tongue delved deep in her mouth in a sensuous worship making her moan. Her heart raced in her ribcage, as she wanted him to claim her more than anything else. She wanted to offer herself to him, so that he would mark her. She leaned against him and her hand went to his hard, solid length. 

He gasped. By Skadi. He left her mouth and buried his face in her neck to inhale her. 

"I want to mark you Dawn," he said softly against her skin, making her body tingle.