Derek couldn't help the low, possessive growl that escaped him as he bent his head to his task, determined to make her come. One hand covered the brand on her thigh as if he could erase the mark, the other kept her lips parted for him to lick and suck. His stubble scraped against the sensitive skin of her thighs as she moved, but he would have taken it as a personal offense if she'd remained still. He wanted her to move, desire and need making her shameless as she begged for what only he could give.