"Come on, love." Simon nipped your bottom lip, calloused hands tugging on the chain of your collar. "Don't be shy now."

It was Simon's idea to keep the two of you a secret. To him, it was better that way. But lately, he's been catching the way the other soldiers have been looking at you. Simon wasn't a jealous man, but he was very territorial about what belonged to him.

"Scream my name, baby." Simon whispers, his knee spreading your legs on the bed. "Let them know who the hell you belong to."