CHAPTER 39 Marked

　　Kassandra's POV

　　"Clayden..." I called him in between his kisses. He is already pinning me on the balcony while kissing me torridly. I tried pushing him away, but he kept on insisting.

　　"Clayden, let me go—"

　　"Stop being so complicated, Kassandra. Don't be too hard on yourself. I know you also want this."

　　He keeps on licking and kissing my jaw. "You can feel the bond. Stop caging yourself."

　　 I didn't know what had happened. Things were just so fast that I found myself responding to his kisses.

　　But it's drizzling.

　　And we are on the balcony.

　　People might see us—AH!

　　I screamed when he bit a part of my neck. His kisses are already traveling down to my jaw, back to my neck, and vice versa. I felt him suck me, leaving marks on my skin, while his right hand started to travel around my body.

　　"Clayden, it's raining," I whispered, but he did not listen.

　　And I am lost. His left hand is gripping both of my wrists to stop me from holding him.