Gabrielle
I couldn’t believe I said it . But I couldn’t bring myself to regret them. We hadn’t been together for months. I wore his mark but he hadn’t touched me since the night he had lost control and given it to me.
For a moment he just stared down at me, and then the corners of his mouth twitched. His hand came up from where it had been hovering over my scar to caress my cheek. “You’re injures..”
“I know I’m injured but…” I searched his face. Why was he stalling? Could it be that he didn’t want me? Maybe that’s why he was so bent out of shape over the red mark he had given me. “But I still want you to make love to me.”
“Gabrielle…”He closed his eyes.
“It’s ok…it’s….” my words were cut off as his lips slid over mine. It was an unbelievably soft kiss. As if he was scared he would h
