Wicked reminders

Madeline

I stared at him as his words sank in.

He was offering what?

To remind me that I am his mate?

Was he going to bite me again?

“To remember, you have to know it in the first place."

And that was enough to send him over the edge. He released a low growl as he licked the scar again, letting his teeth scrape the uneven surface. That sent shivers down my back and somehow they ended up in my lower belly.

"Oh, I will remind you who you belong to... I will remind you, so that you will never forget."

His words were hardly understandable, but that was maybe because my own heartbeat was so loud that I could hardly hear anything else.

In one swift move, he ripped off the clothes I was wearing and he turned me around so I was facing the wall.

The studded movement made me release a little cry of surprise, as he leaned over me again. He pushed the hair covering his mark out of the way.

This time he traced it with his fingers. Letting the finger feel each bump and he traveled lower.

His finger