It's okay

My breath caught in my throat as I felt Fang's breath on my neck. So warm and yet so calm. "Let go of me, Fang!" I said as I tried to get out of his hold, but his grip around me only tightened. With his other hand, he closed the door behind him and then slid that arm around my collarbone, holding onto my shoulder. "What are you doing, Fang? Let go of me!" I wonder how many times had I said that sentence to him. 

Every time Fang found a way to hold me, and I was left helpless under his touch. He kept hugging me from behind before he slid the long neck of my top to reveal the mark. 

His lips made contact with my skin there and my eyebrows immediately pulled in together.