Page 146 of My Revenant
I switched to the other thigh and marked that as mine too. His cock twitched impatiently, demanding my attention.
Mine.
I swallowed him down to the base in one movement. Until he was in my throat, and a sharp moan ripped from his chest. His hand moved to tangle in my hair, just long enough for him to grip onto. I sucked hard up to the tip only to drop and take him into my throat again. Then I pulled off, because he wasn’t allowed to come yet. Not until I’d marked all of him. Jonah whimpered. More tears decorated his beautiful face.
I lowered to suck at his balls. Then I made my way down his legs. Kissing. Biting. All mine.
I gripped his ankles. Tugged him roughly. Flipped him onto his stomach. He gasped, hands scrambling to steady himself on the sheets.
There it was. My name. My permanent mark on him.
Beautiful.
Mine.
With my hold on his ankles, I dragged him closer to me. Then my teeth were sinking into pale skin again. The backs of his thighs this time. Then his ass, my tongue tracing the letters of my name. “This is my ass,” I told him. “Say it.”
“It’s yours.”
A crispthwackas my palm came down on the pale skin of his other cheek.
“Say it louder.”
“It’s yours!”
Thwack.
Jonah sobbed, flinching away from me on instinct before he pushed back for more. His ass was still perfect, toned and round. The skin I’d spanked flushed pink in the outline of my handprint.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
More cries muffled by the sheet beneath his face. And that wouldn’t do. Because those were mine too. He wasn’t allowed to keep them from me. I gripped his hips. Yanked him up to his knees.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
This time, the raw sound of his voice on every strike was exposed. Clear. Unrestrained. Beautiful.
The pink darkened, the color beckoning me until my teeth were embedded in the oversensitive flesh and he cried again.
“Ah—yes! It’s yours. I’m yours. More! I need you to fuck me! Please!”
“Soon. I need to mark you on the outside, Rabbit, before I mark up your insides.”
He whimpered. “Hurry. Please. I need you. Ah!”
Thwack.
My hands smoothed over reddened flesh. Parted the perky globes. Exposed his hole to me. Fuck, I’d missed the sight of it. “Has anyone else touched what’s mine?”
“No one.”
“Have you?”
Silence.
Thwack.
“Have you touched it?”
