Dominik's POV
                              May 31, 1813
                              Oh fuck, I don't deserve Evangeline, she's too perfect. She accepted my faults and I haven't even asked her too. 
                              I feel the incessant need to make love to her and officially claim her as mine. But it won't feel right unless she knows who she truly is. I don't want to take her purity away if she won't feel the same way about me after her birthday.
                              This is the first time I wake up next to her after I insisted on cuddling together after our night out. I stare at her beautiful features as she rests peacefully and admire how close she is too me. 
                              I lazily weave my large hands through her long golden locks that end at her lower back, a couple inches before her bum. Her legs are interlocking with mine, her delicate hands lay relaxed against my chest and her head rests against my arm. 
                              I want to stay like this forever but my wishes are broken when she lets out a quiet yawn and pushes her hands against my hard chest on instinct. Her eyes are wide as she peeks under the covers. 
                              I realize she thinks we may have had sex and she blushes furiously when she notices I'm only wearing pants. She gets up pulling down on her short champagne colored  silk gown. 
                              Her face softens as she recalls that we didn't have any sexual relations last night. She still seems self confident just being in her nightgown which frustrates me. Does she not know how fucking beautiful she is? 
                              I sit up and effortlessly grab ahold of her arm, dragging her back onto the bed. I roll her over on her back so that I'm in our familiar straddling position. 
                              She gulps, obviously embarrassed by what I've just done. She exposes her neck upward when she tries looking away from me. It drives me absolutely bonkers. She's practically inviting me to mark her. 
                              A hungry growl emits from my chest and she deepens her frown shooting me a defensive glare. I laugh quietly and pin her shaky hands above her head knowing that what I'm about to do may cause pain. 
                              "Don't move. You'll make it worse, wait till the pleasure, Angel." I lean forward whispering into her ear. She simply nods, unable to answer me with words.
                              I smirk against her skin when I place a sweet kiss on her cheek. Then, I move to her lips just to see if she wants me to continue. The kiss is inviting and she surprises me by not only accepting it but also by adding a sense of urgency behind it. 
                              She gives a soft smile when I pull away which I return with a wolfish  grin. I kiss her forehead to comfort her before moving to her jaw and trailing down her neck. 
                              I reach the specific marking area where her shoulder meets her neck and kiss it. I lick and suck on the sensitive skin to ease her nerves. Then, my fangs putrid as I dig them into her skin as gently as I can. 
                              I suck on her skin but not on her blood afraid of becoming obsessed with it. Once I start I know I won't be able to stop. I hear her wince 
as she bites her lower lip in pain.
                              I pull away and eye her as she begins to moan in pleasure from the mating mark. I let go of her hands and place a hand on her wet cheek. I wipe away the tears while staring into her green eyes. They reminded me of a deep forest, mysterious yet beautiful. 
                              She looked back into mine and placed a hand on my jawline tracing it. I wonder what she thinks of when she's looking into my bluish grey ones.
                              "Wh-what was that?" She stuttered. I think it's so cute when she does that. 
                              "I, Dominik Klein, accept you, Evangeline Klein, as my mate." Her eyes gleamed with joy at my words. "What I just did was the first of the two sealing contracts between mates. In marking you, we are just one step closer to being united forever."
                                      
                                   
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RomanceA young woman, coming of age, in the 1800s must meet certain expectations to survive in the heart of London. But the free-spirited orphan Evangeline Winters struggles to mold into society. With romanticized ideas about how the world should be, she...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  