Only You
I could feel his breath, hot and ragged, against the sensitive skin of my neck as he brushed a stray red curl behind my ear.
"You better get used to it," he whispered, his voice a dark, gravelly rumble that sent a shockwave of heat straight to my core. "Because I swear to God, Mari... from tonight, for the rest of our lives, I'm going to treat you exactly like the Queen you are."