Mark of Belonging

"Ah!"

My fingers tangle in his hair, and I pull him closer to me. I cling to the only man who has truly seen me, the only one who knows my wounds, my fears, and has still chosen to stay.

Lorcan pauses for a moment.

Tension sharpens his jaw as he studies my face, searching for any sign of pain, any indication that he has gone too far. His self-control seems alive and throbbing. He restrains himself