Freya's Pov
As Logan's lips brushed against my neck, his voice rough and commanding, I felt my body tensing, anticipation and desire coursing through me. "Mark me," he growled, his voice low and dangerous, his fingers digging into my skin, his eyes blazing with desire.
I nodded, my body trembling with need as I offered myself to him, my heart pounding with anticipation.
"Mark me," I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath.
As my fingers wrapped around Logan's neck, I felt his pulse racing beneath my fingertips, his breath hot and ragged against my skin.
I leaned in, my lips pressing against his neck, my tongue exploring the curve of his skin, his body tense and trembling. And then, without hesitation, I sank my teeth into his flesh, the taste of his blood on my tongu
