The Reaver Chronicles: Raphael (Book 2)
Within seconds, I could feel the intricate filigree of my mark beginning to etch itself into her delicate skin.
Roxy's eyes widened, and she gasped softly as the sensation washed over her. I watched, mesmerized, as my mark took shape, the intricate patterns and swirls emerging on her skin like a work of art. Once the mark was complete, I smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride and possession. I gently pulled my hand away, admiring my handiwork, and drinking in the sight of Roxy, now forever bearing my mark.
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