Ethan POV
The brush of cream skin against the whole right side of my body rouses me from my deep sleep. My whole body buzzes with awareness. Memories from last night jolt into my brain and my mouth parts.
I'd never thought my life could be this good.
Kelly lays against me, legs entangled with mine. I brush the dark hair from her face, admiring her full cheeks and dark eyebrows. She slumbers peacefully. A bright pink scab smiles back at me from her neck. The perfect imprint of my teeth, my bite, my mark.
My fingertips reach out to brush the skin there, gently pressing into it, feeling my claim. The connection between us has grown stronger.
Since the moment I gave her my mark, and she gave me hers, I felt every emotion that crossed her mind. When we danced and partied the night away I experienced her joy and her excitement. When we cut the cake and ate a couple of slices, I felt her joy.