Mandy was beginning to notice other tender spots in less visible places when Nathan came in and wrapped his arms around her from behind.
"Good morning," she said, fully awake now. Her words clearly expressed just how 'all right' she was. "More than, though I imagine we might have been a little overly enthusiastic at some points last night," she teased him.
Her fingers trailed over the light bruises on her hips. Mine, he'd said, and she certainly felt like she was his. She wasn't disturbed or disgusted by it. Quite the opposite. She enjoyed knowing just how thoroughly he could possess her. She loved the things he was able to do to her.