Raygan POV
Raygan hit him the minute his fangs buried into her neck, hit him right in the back, they were Mating not Marking. Damned man, it seemed, had no self-control at all. She couldn’t stop it, it was too bloody late and she could feel his venom burning its way into her body, and she knew he was not going to let go until his Mark was complete.
She had lost herself to the moment of being Mated by him and let her walls fall down for just one moment in the way he was looking at her. She could actually feel how much he loved her through their bond. Felt it in the way he smiled all softly at her and then kissed her, had just wanted to enjoy the moment, let it linger.
It was something she had always wanted but never believed she would get for herself, and then, bam, was Marked by him.
