My Possessive Alpha Mate
"You. Are. Mine." I growl out possessively "Yes." she whispers huskily "What's your name, baby?" I ask softly while placing kisses against her neck, right where I will someday mark her. "Madeline." she whispers. "My names Grayson." "Wait, as in Alpha Grayson?" she asks. "Yes baby. I reply. And then a press my lips ont...