Every time Marco looked at Lexi, he was reminded of how beautiful he was. He watched him carefully as the candle burned, not saying anything when Lexi called him bad. He was too busy studying the lines of the little blond body tied to the bed, the pink and red marks that crop had left, the way he moved and squirmed.
"All the better to see you with, my dear," Marco joked very dryly, with just a twitch of his lips at the corner to hint that he was kidding. He wasn't the big bad wolf at all, he was something entirely different.
Marco leaned down to kiss Lexi, pressing his lips to his. He caught that swollen lower lip between his own, sucking on it for a moment. He could taste just the faintest hint of blood on the skin and it made him groan. The candle tipped a little, wax dripping onto Lexi's chest. And to be honest, it was completely intentional.