For a second, Elena just stood in front of the mirror, staring at her neck as if the mark would suddenly appear there. She was so lost in both pleasure and pain that she didn't notice it immediately. Killian didn't mark her. Why?
Just on cue, Killian walked into the bathroom. "Hey, princess." He said, letting a smirk grace his face as he stood behind Elena and wrapped her in a hug. "Did you sleep well?" He muttered against her ear, his breath teasing her skin.
Elena almost forgot what she was thinking—his breath, his hold, and the feeling of his dick in her pussy instantly filled her head. She arched her back, allowing him to spread warm kisses on her back. "I want more of you, my precious." He whispered against her ear.
"Then have me," Elena said, her voice barely above a whisper, eyes rolling to the back as she was already lost in the sensation.
