In that moment there was nothing else in the world that Marco wanted more, than to sink his teeth into that wiggling, struggling little body in his arms. It was as though everything else in the universe melted away, like Lexi's soft protests echoed off every surface in the room, the only sounds that existed. "Fight all you want, princess," Marco growled and sank his teeth in, where his neck met his shoulder, not biting as gently as he might have.
He drank and it was amazing, Lexi fighting in his arms. It was like hunting a victim he got to keep after. His hips pressed up and forward against Lexi, his body grinding against him.
Lexi certainly fulfilled his needs. He felt lustful, moreso than he'd been in a while. Marco hoped they didn't bore of each other too quickly; so far, Lexi remained exciting no matter how many times Marco had him. He drank deeply, his hands sliding down his waist to push that skirt up, panties shoved roughly to the side. He touched Lexi while he drank from him, fingers stroking along his cock and coaxing between his legs, teasing his entrance with a fingertip.