Harlow POV
“Are you really really sure?” Ash laid me on our bed softly, his previous lust filled aggression now completely replaced with doting care. “This is a no takes backs kind of situation, once it’s done it’s done.”
“I promise Ash, I know whatever happens we’ll get through it together. Plus, we don’t know if I can even get marked.”
“We also don’t know if you’ll be ok.”
“Just mark me. No more talking, just marking,” I playfully scolded him.
“Well typically it’s done in the middle of… um... Intercourse.” Ash’s cheeks flushed and he chewed nervously on his bottom lip.
“So we get to have that celebratory s*x we were working on out in the hall?” I waggled my eyebrows at him, unsure of why he had gotten so nervous about us having s*x when it certainly wasn’t a foriegn concept at this
