The Alpha's Fighter

Warning: WILL CONTAIN EXPLICIT CONTENT!

"I'm not letting you mark me." Marley said protesting against her mate's request.
"Why not exactly?" he growled lowly.
"Don't you get it? I do not want to be here and I surely don't want to be here with you." I shot back.
Ryder moved quickly towards me and hovered over my body on the bed. His touch sent sparks throughout my body.
"We will just have to fix that now won't we?" Ryder whispered along my neck seductively.
I was frozen to respond or to move from his grasp. I slightly craved his touch low key.
Our lips smashed into each other in a heated kiss which quickly escalated when he slipped his hands in my shirt to massage me under my bra. I let out loud moan.
"Ryder..Get...off of me." I said in between breathes.
He picked me up and threw me on the bed hovering over me.
"I know you want this now. So let me mark me you." He spoke.
I nodded in approval.
Oh what this boy does to me.