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The kiss they shared was gentle. Her hand cupped the side of his face while his caressed her backside, pressing her down against his erection. 

Suddenly, his free hand pulled her head back, breaking the kiss. "You didn't answer." His raspy voice sent tingles down her spine. "Would it be too much to ask you to do it now?"

"No," she whispered, her eyes scanning his face. She then lifted her body off the bed and straddled him.

"Fuck!" He muttered as she sat on his dick.

She leaned forward and moved her hands over his chest, bringing herself closer to his neck until she was lying flat with her breasts pressed on him. 

She brought her face to the side of his neck and he tilted his head to give her full access. He was breathing hard as he turned his face away. She could feel the loud beating of his heart underneath her.

She placed a gentle kiss on the side of his neck and his arms tightly wrapped around her. He shivered under her, whispering her name.

Layla couldn't quite explain what she felt but it was exhilarating. She was embarrassed but knowing how much he wanted it was enough for her to push it aside.

His scent mingled with hers and filled the room, intoxicating her. She gently kissed him, trailing kisses over his neck until she reached his nape. His arms around her tightened even more as her lips touched his sensitive spot.

She kissed him, licking lightly, enjoying the way he squirmed under her. She traced it with her teeth but didn't sink them in.

"Fuck, Layla! I can barely keep it together."

His hand slipped downward, hitching up her lingerie and his fingers slid her thong to the side. She moaned as his fingers teased her, sliding through her wetness and rubbing against her clit.

"Davian," she cried.

"Bite me!"

She sank her teeth into his neck and he pushed his finger into her. He trembled with his finger deep in her, crying out her name.

She pulled out her teeth and licked the blood around the mark, rotating her tongue around so she didn’t miss anything.

"Fuck! Stop," he cried with jerking motions. "It's so sensitive. Fuck!"

She licked his neck again, tracing her tongue over the sore spot. He grunted in intense pleasure and pulled her down. His finger slid out of her wetness and held the thong to the side so she landed right on his dick.

She gasped as she felt his tip at her entrance. She didn't even know when he took his pants off. He pushed in until the hilt and she cried out at the invasion.

"I told you to stop," he said but there was a glint in his eyes. "Don't blame me now."

He slid his hands under her legs and sat upright, lifting her and slamming her down right onto his dick.

Her head spun with pleasure as he squeezed into her tight pussy. She wrapped her arms around him to get a grip on herself.

Without giving her a chance to recover, he lifted her once again and slammed her right down.

"Davian!" She cried as her legs shook. "Ahh!" She moaned against his ear.

She didn't even have the chance to tease him as he fucked her so hard and so deeply. She dug her hands into his back. She was screaming at the top of her voice but she was past all reasoning to care.

Suddenly, he flipped, laying her on her back while pulling his hands away from her legs. He cupped her face as he kissed her while he thrusted even deeper. She cried out his name and dug her fingers in his hair.

He broke the kiss and staring at her face, he called her name. "Layla."

She buckled, feeling herself come undone as ecstasy filled her. She shook against him as she climaxed, moaning his name loudly and shamelessly.

His movements slowed and came to a stop. He rested on her but he was mindful of his weight. She lay underneath him with her eyes to the ceiling but she could barely see.

Her whole body still rang from the sex and the marking. His scent both heightened and dulled her senses. 

"I love you," she heard herself say.

It didn't feel like she said it herself. It felt like it had been pulled out of her. There was no other way to describe what she was feeling right now and she knew it wasn't just the sex.

Davian lifted his head to look at her. His eyes were still dazed and his body heavy but there was an undeniable smile on his face.

"I love you, Layla," he whispered and kissed her cheek. "I have loved you since the first night."

"Ha!" She said and wrapped her arms around him. "And to think I have been fighting you all this time."

"You had every reason to," he said and kissed her again.

She wrapped her arms tightly around him. She really could stay here forever. He was bearing her mark; it was official. They were a family.

"I love you, Davian," she repeated. This time she said it for herself.