Selena pov
I can't reveal the truth to him and I don't want any part in whatever he plans to do.
I feel his teeth scratch my skin and I freeze in fear. He can't mark me! I won't agree with this.
"Stop! Stop! I will answer your questions" I say in fear and have to take a deep in hail of air to try to steady my heart.
He lifts his head and takes his hand away from my p***y.
I sigh in relief.
" Then tell me where you are from!" He says and I fight the urge to tell him to f**k off.
" From home!" I answer instead only to feel him get between my legs and place some of his weight over me.
" Not the right answer!" He says and takes a firm grip on my chin before his face comes down to my shoulder again.
" No stop it! Get off me" he lifts his head and looks me deep in my eyes.
" Then
