“I want you to mark me, Conner.” It was almost as though she could read my mind.
“I really wanna mark you too, but not till I’ve faced my brother...I don’t know how it’s gonna go, I don’t want you feeling my pain. I’m not budging on this, I ‘m not putting you in harm’s way.” I was adamant.
“...Ok. It’ll be extra incentive for you to win.” She said as she grabbed my neck, pulling me back down to her.
“I want you again.” She murmured as she flipped us over so she was nestled under me, her legs creeping around my waist.
Who was I to deny my queen?