Ashton’s POV
This damn dress was going to be the death of me. It was dangerously short and showed off her every curve.
I couldn’t help but rub on her thigh while she was sitting next to me. Her skin was so damn silky under my fingers.
As soon as the class ended, she tried to scurry off, but I grabbed her arm and led her away and into an empty classroom.
I dove for her neck and started kissing on it. I noticed all these f*****g hickies and I needed to replace them with my own. It was obvious the vamp was trying to stake his claim on my mate.
“Ashton, stop it.” She grumbled.
“Somehow, you forgot you’re mine. I’ll make sure you don’t forget this weekend.” I whispered in her ear as I groped her large t**s.
She shoved me off and ran away before I could do anything else to her.
I laughed
