"You have scars, marks from that other vampire...while some races of vampire don't care about the marks...the females of my race do. You may not care but it bugs me. That some other female marked you as hers and even though she's dead, its still a claiming mark."

He nodded and we sat down under the tree. His back pressed to it and me curled in his lap.

"Now..you claiming me...I should have just put it in human terms...but anyway...I'm yours and I will be yours until you don't want me anymore so whatever fantasy you have in your head. Act on it. It'll be rare that I would tell you no."

I laughed as Michael realized what I was talking about, "Sex."

"Yep. It's the only way I can think of you claiming me unless you have some fangs hidden away from when they brought you back..."

I smiled and ran my hand up and down his chest, "Can you tell me what it was like...the place you called home before you came here?"