Together
Elena's POV:
He leaned in, his nose tracing a slow, deliberate path along my jawline. I instinctively turned my face away, but he took the opportunity to dip his face into the curve of my neck, inhaling deeply before his lips began trailing kisses along my skin.
"I so want to fuck you everywhere in this bathroom, starting right here," he murmured possessively, his voice dark and husky. "But first, I need to mark you, so you'll know you can't run or hide from me."
His words sent a shiver down my spine, both from fear and an undeniable spark of desire. His mouth moved to the spot where his mark should go, and he began sucking on it, the sensation pulling a gasp from my lips.
Fuck. I was wavering, my resolve slipping. A part of me reconsidered everything—whether to just let this happen. But no. I clung desperately to the rational part of my mind. This was not the way I wanted to be marked. Not like this!