He was about to mark me without my permission. He was going to bound me to himself forever.
"Draco, do--" I whispered, my breath heavy.
"Shhh," he cut me off, tightening his hold on me. "It's okay."
It's not! I wanted to yell, but for some reason, I couldn't.
He pressed his lips to my neck, and a shiver ran through me, as he planted a lingering kiss on it. He then slowly pulled away, leaning his forehead against mine.
"You've no idea how hard it is to hold back," his voice was husky, and his breath fanned over my skin. "All I want to do, is to bury my fangs into your neck, and claim what's mine."
I gulped, letting out a shaky breath as he gently cupped my cheek.
"But I'm not going to do it, not until you want me to."
My eyes shot open, and I frowned at him.
"Don't worry, I
