Marking Her

That's all he needed to hear. Without delay, he hoisted her up in his arms and started towards the mansion in quick long strides. Ara hid her face into his chest to shield her face from the rain. 

In less than a minute, they were in his room and she was in his bed on his lap. He connected their lips and kissed her wildly. His hands wandered over her exquisite body, caressing, squeezing, feeling. He missed the feel of her. 

Thousands of butterflies were dancing in her belly. The passion in his touch, the security of his arms, and the dominance in his thrusts, her body had missed it all. But now she was not going to deny it for what was hers. He was hers. 

She slipped her hands under his soaked shirt and ran them up her torso. He groaned as sh