CHAPTER 12
DAMONShe was my mate.
Mate.
Since the moment I’d met Mae, that word had been thrashing around in my mind like a caged fiend, dragging me closer and closer to her before I could seize it by the throat and destroy it.
And her neck …
I licked her lilac-scented flesh … and it tasted so good.
Good enough to mark.
Mae shoved her fragile hands into my chest and pushed me away. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Marking what’s mine,” I growled, eyeing her like prey and stalking closer to her again.
I pushed her down onto my bed and trailed my nose up the side of her neck, making her shiver. She relaxed under my touch for a few moments, a blissful sigh escaping her lips, but then her entire body tensed.
After smacking me with a pillow, she crawled to a kneeling position and swa
