Forever His

"Give up, little mate. Your all mine and no one else to even touch or think about you the way I do." I whimpered and suppressed back a moan. His warm, electric breath fanned onto my neck, my wolf moaned in my head. She loved his possessiveness. His nose slowly skimmed up and down the side of my bare neck, his hands holding onto my waist as to so I wouldn't run again. "Your mine." And with that said his canines extended fully and plunged into the flesh of my neck. Blood flowed from the wounds as he released. His tongue lapped over the mark that made me forever his.