He pulled Logan closer roughly and bodily moved him onto the bed, following him down. A low growl escaped when he hoisted Logan's weight around, treating him like a rag doll.
"That mark looks good on you," he rasped, prodding it with his fingers. "Looks like my mouth...and it'll last for days..."
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"That mark looks good on you," he rasped, prodding it with his fingers. "Looks like my mouth...and it'll last for days..."