“Aw… ahh…..” I flinched and then whimpered, trying to push him away. But he grabbed the other side of my throat with his palm, restricting my movement, and licked over the spot with his tongue, soothing the burn. He then bit that spot again. “Goddd…” I whimpered again, my voice shaking terribly, but he rolled his tongue on the skin before pulling back from me. With a gaze filled with pride, he stared at the spot he had bitten with his teeth. His eyes then met mine again, his tongue licking his lips with a starved look in his eyes. I gulped hard, trying to shake off the cloud he had cast over me. It felt almost impossible to regain my composure, but I gathered my resolve and shook my head at him, pushing against his presence. "Back off now. Enough," I whispered, my voice hoarse and trembling. He did step back, but his heated gaze remained locked onto me. Leaning against the edge of the table with his hip, he crossed his arms over his chest. I slid down from the table on my shaky
“This doesn’t feel right. Get out. Come and sit next to me.” He replied blankly. Oh for the love of fucking god! This man and his neverending tantrums! “What is your problem? You want me to sit in the front or you don't want me to sit in the front? Why do you keep changing your mind?!” Ares was staring at me with a shocked gaze. His eyes then slid to Marcus as he muttered, “Don’t you dare attack her.” Marcus’ jaw clenched so tight, that I was scared he was going to reach out, grab me by my collar and drag me to the front. But instead, he turned in his seat to look at me directly, and gritted out, “Sit. In. The. Front. Fucking. Seat!” He growled again. “You are so damn childish.” I gritted under my breath as I got off. “Dare you repeat that?” His threatening growl followed my back. Ignoring it, I got in the front seat next to him and we drove off. I was not comfortable initiating any type of conversation with any of them. With Marcus, because, well, he is Marcus. And with Ares,
He leaned in and kissed me. Lips, tongue, and a lot of him. Everything of him. His taste, his skin, his softness and roughness. Everything deep. It slid into my mouth, caressing the soft skin and licking up the nectar that my tongue brought and taking everything away. They continued their descent, tracing a path down the side of my neck, setting my skin ablaze with desire. A low whisper escaped his lips, his warm breath grazing my ear. “This mark is already fading,” he murmured, his thumb gently caressing the spot on my neck where he had left his mark earlier in the morning. “Ah…” I cried out. A shot of burning sensation went straight to the nub between my legs when he grazed that spot. A mix of pleasure and vulnerability coursed through me at the reminder of what he had done to me in that classroom. “Your neck looks more beautiful with my mark on it.” My breathing grew ragged, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I struggled to catch my breath. The sensations coursing through
He grabbed his phone from the table and approached me, “We caught the person who spread that video of you. Let’s go. It’s a girl, so I can’t leave her in the dungeons until tomorrow for punishment.” I stiffened. “The video... the same one that-“ “Yes, the same one that almost drove you to kill me.” “That wasn’t the reason I tried to kill you though,” I muttered under my breath. “You shouldn’t have insulted me.” Before I could finish my words, he was in my personal space, his intensity palpable. “Sunshine, I can hear you even when you mumble under your breath.” I furrowed my brows and looked up at him. “Good. I wanted you to hear it anyway. I haven’t let that go yet! And why do you keep calling me that?” “What?” “Sunshine,” I emphasised, my frustration evident. “That’s not my name. In case you’ve forgotten, it’s Milli.” He grinned mischievously and leaned in, planting a kiss on my lips. “You look like the brightest thing in the world when you’re naked in my bed. So even when it
I pushed those thoughts aside, "Yes, thank you," *** When I awoke, I was cocooned in warmth. A soft weight nestled on my stomach, and as I stirred, my face brushed against something both plush and solid. "Marcus?!" His eyes blinked open, his hair tousled and his body radiating a disheveled allure. Shirtless, save for his trousers, he had draped one leg over mine, and his hand rested tantalizingly close to the underside of my breast. In an instant, he seized my arm and pulled me close, “Get back to sleep.” his grumbled in a low voice. Oh lord. The morning voice. I wasn’t prepared for this, but the man had the morning, low growl of a god. I stumbled, falling back onto the bed next to him, his strong arms enveloping me in a tight embrace. He nestled his head atop mine, holding me as if protecting a cherished treasure. But I forcefully blinked my eyes and gathered the strength to pull away. I pulled away, pushing against his chest and moving my body back. I snapped at him, m
Uncle Hector and I talked a little while we ate. He told me about sleeping in the side house reserved for him and the other high-ranking warriors. It was similar to the main pack house but more restricted since there were important things to protect. Once everyone was done, I was about to go back to my bedroom, but then I saw Marcus standing by the stairs, his eyes fixed on me. My heart throbbed, and I immediately turned around, heading to the couch. This man seriously needs a break. How can he still be so horny after spending the entire morning having sex with me? I heard his familiar footsteps behind me, and I didn't need to turn around to know it was him. I went ahead and sat on the couch, pretending to watch TV with some other girls and boys who were hanging out there. They were surprised to see me at first, but then they went back to their normal conversation. But within a few seconds, the conversations came to a complete halt. Confused, I turned my head to see what they we
Zach shrugged, "Sorry, important call. Please go outside right now. Alpha must be waiting for you." I glanced at the ceiling, silently wishing for the ground to swallow me. I had assumed Marcus had grown bored of me, not even bothering to come to my bed all night, perhaps spending his time with someone else. It left me feeling disappointed and used. Sighing, I looked away and made my way outside. Marcus's car stood there, and he sat inside, wearing his shades like a movie star awaiting paparazzi. Ignoring his presence, I walked past the car, refusing to acknowledge him at all. I reached for my phone to call Nyx for a ride when. Just as the phone touched my ear, a hand swiftly snatched it from behind. Startled, I turned around, my face contorted into a scowl. Marcus's handsome face glanced at my phone screen, quickly pressing the cancel button before returning it to me. I took it, but as soon as our hands touched, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the car. "Hey, stop it. I'm
Surprised, I turned to see Marcus standing right behind me, his gaze fixed on the man. The man immediately took a step back, bowing his head in respect. The other warriors straightened up, their alertness returning. After a minute, the man looked up again, addressing Marcus, "Alpha, the selection this wom—" "What she says goes. Do you have a problem with that?" Marcus's voice held an edge, his gaze piercing through the man. The man seemed on the verge of bursting a vein or two, his face turning bright red. He swallowed hard, shaking his head, and returned to the crowd behind him. As he looked up again, I met his eyes with a smug smirk, watching his anger intensify as the corner of his mouth twitched in frustration. Marcus and I made our way back to the car, driving off from the scene. After half a mile, Marcus stopped the car, and stepped out. Opening the car door, he pulled me out and pressed me against the vehicle. His body formed a protective cage around me, his hands grippin