RYKER

My eyes are drawn to the pair of shimmering Ambers. There is fear clouding the jewels and it hits me deep in the gut.

How can I let her mark me when I haven’t been honest with her about Anne? Or when I still have to take revenge for Britney?

There is unfinished business. When I let her mark me, I want this fucking unfinished business to not get between us ever again.

“ It’s not that…I don’t want you to mark me. ” I mumble, finding it difficult to talk about it like always.

“ What—What is it then? ” Her hands curl into fists, bunching my shirt.

“ Time. You said we should give it some time. Can you wait? ” I tilt my head, my eyes lowering to her sinful full lips.

She nods her head slowly and tries to gets away from me. I tighten my hold around her waist, ready to fucking whine.

I need her. I can’t function right without fucking her senseless at least one time a day. The addictive shit is getting to my head and even making my heart to pump blood faster these days.

“ Ryke. ” Her swe