Fluttering kisses across Lana’s bare stomach caused her to suck in the cold air with a sudden gasp. Her muscles involuntarily clenched from the contact of his soft lips tracing downwards, dangerously getting closer to her anticipating core. His cold fingers trailed from her waist to the sides of her thighs in a tender and gentle movement.
“Move,” his deep voice ordered as he tapped her thigh lightly.
Lana complied, pushing away the embarrassment she felt as she spread her legs wide open so he could have access. His blue eyes stared into her own as he planted kisses against her inner thigh, nibbling lightly on the sensitive skin. The marks he left on her were red and aching yet Lana wanted more. She wanted him to mark her entire body, just so she would know that she belonged to him.
