“I want you.” She whispered against his lips, her hands clutching his collar to pull him in despite his best attempts to put some space between them so he could think clearly.
“But we still have so much to talk about.” Marcellus groaned in protest lightly but as she pressed her plump, juicy lips against his again, he felt his resolve melt and he caved in as he bowed his head to slant his lips over hers.
“And we have the rest of our lives to solve our problems but right now, I more than just want you.” Anastasia sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and wound her arms around his neck to tug him closer. “I need you.”
“Are you sure about this?” He couldn’t help but ask, even when she reached out for his sweatpants and began to edge them down.
“Surer than anything ever before in my life.” She pressed the promise against his lips before pulling away slightly to look him straight in the eyes, reaching her hands up to cup his face and bring it down so she could press his forehead against hers. She needed him to know that from this moment on, they were now in this together and whatever popped up along the way, they would deal with together.
“If we’re going to do this, then we’re going to do this properly.” Marcellus stated firmly as he closed his eyes briefly and allowed himself to enjoy the feel of her hands on his face, telling him that she wanted him and that whatever happened, everything would be okay.
“Properly?” She asked but was barely able to get the single-word question out of her mouth before he lifted her into the air with his hands braced under her ass and began walking out of the office, all the while copping a cheeky feel which she playfully swatted him on the back of the head for.
“It’s now or never, my little spitfire.”
“It’s always now with you, Alpha.” She curled her tongue around his ear lobe and sucked gently before raking her teeth down it, just the way he liked.
Marcellus’ chest rumbled deeply as he walked out of his office and took an immediate right to his bedroom, kicking the door behind him with his foot.
Launching her onto the bed, he chuckled and reached for the bottom of his shirt, a dark, menacing look in his eyes, one which sent delicious tingles down her body.
“Don’t call me Alpha unless you want it rough, baby.” His lips curled up devilishly as he pushed down his jogging bottoms and boxers in one swift motion, his red, veiny cock all but saluting her as it slapped up against his stomach upon its sudden release.
“Okay, Alpha.” Anastasia grinned as she lay down on the bed and kicked off her leggings, desperate to be free of the offending material.
“You’re really asking for it right now.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at her antics as he pressed one of his knees onto the bed on one side of her before doing the same with the other and dropping himself on top of her, essentially trapping her beneath him; refusing to leave even a sliver of space between them.
“And what exactly am I asking for?” Anastasia couldn’t help but tease him as she welcomed him with open legs, having gone commando and now only dressed in one of his shirts which barely covered her bottom however, that just made things easier for him.
“Me. All of me.” He murmured quietly against the pulsing skin of her neck, his tongue slithering out of his hot mouth to glide along the delicate slope of her neck, dragging the sharp edges of his teeth along the way, his chest rumbling in deep satisfaction as she shivered in a mixture of delight and desperate anticipation.
Anastasia laughed softly as she wound her arms around his shoulders to press his body further into hers, needing the friction.
“Are you going to mark me today?” She couldn’t help but ask, wanting nothing more than to wear his mark proudly on her neck and vice versa, as she had ready in many books that when you mated with a werewolf, even a human was able to reciprocate the marking while completing the mating bond.
Marcellus’ body stilled atop hers and as he raised his head to glance into her eyes, an unsure look washed over his face.
“Do you want me to?” He asked quietly even though marking her was all he could think about right now, especially since his wolf demanded that they seal the mate bond as soon as possible, both of them wanting nothing more than for the both of them to be fully mated.
Marcellus couldn’t help but hold his breath as he watched her carefully in await of her response. When she nodded her head and watched him with a dark look in her eyes, arching her back to press her body further into his body to show him just how much she wanted him and to wear his mark, his lips twisted up into a slow grin as he bowed his head again and pressed his lips against the spot where he would mark her.
“I hate to ruin the mood right now,” she murmured quietly with heavy, hooded eyes, glancing up at him from under her lashes. “But the doctor technically hasn’t giving me the ok to start having sex right now, but that’s just because I was kidnapped and missed my appointment.”
“You’re not fully healed?”
“I am, but we’re going to have to hold off the rough sex for today.”
“Whatever you need, my little spitfire.” He leaned down and captured her lips in a toe-curling kiss, his muscled arms braced on either side of her head.
When she spread her legs for him welcome, he could help but growl in gratitude and just as he had promised, Marcellus positioned himself at her weeping sex before plunging in slowly, careful so as to not hurt her as that was the last thing that he wanted to ever do.
When a quiet gasp escaped her and she squeezed her eyes shut, he stilled atop of her.
“Do you want me to stop?” He asked quietly through gritted teeth, forcing himself to stay still so as to not cause her anymore pain.
Anastasia gasped again but shook her head, tightening her legs around his waist just to keep him in place, almost as if afraid that he was going to pull out.
“It doesn’t hurt.” She was quick to tell him before he started panicking. “It’s just been a while.”
“Take all the time you need, baby.” Marcellus groaned quietly as he leaned down and captured her lips with his, licking the seam of her bottom lip in hopes of distracting her but when she parted her lips and welcomed him into her mouth, too, he couldn’t help but push in a little deeper.
Instead of writhing underneath him in pain, she moaned into his mouth tightened her legs around his waist.
“Fuck! Marcellus, I need you to move.” Her lips turned down into a pout as she stared up at her mate from under her lashes, begging him to go deeper and faster.
Not one to deny his mate her desires, especially one as appealing as this one, Marcellus pushed himself deeper into her, inch by inch until finally, the entire impressive length of his cock was buried inside of her, the mushroom tip of it brushing against her wall.
When Anastasia moaned and arched her back, pressing her chest into him at feeling of being so full and absolutely stuffed to the brim, Marcellus took advantage of the situation as his fingers itched toward the bottom of her shirt and yanked it above her head, completely exposing her beautiful, curvaceous body for his hungry, beasty eyes to feast on.
As he gently thrust into her, his mouth alternated between both pebbled nipples, taking the time to rake his teeth against the nubs, refusing to let go. She reached down for his head, her lips puckered up in anticipation of a kiss, wanting his tongue to thrust into her mouth just as he was thrusting his cock between her lower lips.
Angling slightly to the left just how she liked it, Marcellus finally obliged as he peppered kiss all over her skin on his mission up to her awaiting lips, groaning in frustration as he took his sweet time to kiss and suck each nipple goodbye, if only temporarily.
A small chuckle escaped him as she grasped his face between her hands and pulled it down for the kiss that she had so desperately been begging from him. Not one to disappoint, Marcellus leaned down and granted his mate her wish as his tongue speared into her hot mouth at the same pace as his cock.
As he felt her clench around him tightly, Marcellus knew that she wouldn’t last long and with her trying to milk him for everything that he was worth, he doubted he would be able to keep going much longer either.
Burying his face into the crook of her neck, he peppered the skin there with little kisses until finally, he reached the spot where he would mark her. As his gums ached and his canines lengthened into sharp needles, he reared his head back and sunk them into her delectable neck.
With his cock balls deep in her and his tongue rooted in her too, Marcellus felt his body come alive as the mate bond solidified and he felt their souls entwine together just as she came undone on his cock.
Almost as if possessed by the mate bond, Anastasia moaned loudly and pushed her hands into his shoulders. Momentarily caught off guard by her sudden fire – not that she wasn’t fiery enough in bed already – he fell onto his back and before he knew it, his mate pounced on him, not letting his slip out of her for even a second.
Despite having cum already, Anastasia leaned forward and grinded back on him in circles as she buried her face in his neck to return the favour.
As she placed wet kisses in the spot in the crook of his neck in anticipation, he continued to drill into her from below and the second she clamped her mouth shut on the skin there, he smashed her pelvis down on his as his milky cum shot into her in hot ropes, coating her inside walls and stuffing her to the brim with his cum until it started to leak out of her.
Rolling over so they were both now lying on their sides, Marcellus nuzzled his face into her neck and placed a kiss on the mark there, grinning as she moaned lightly upon contact.
With his mate next to him wearing his mark proudly on her neck, his cum still dripping out from between her legs and her chest moving up and down as he panted, Marcellus couldn’t help but growl in approval as he curled his arm around her waist and pulled her further into his body.
However, as a few minutes passed, the smile on his face slowly slipped off as he noted the change in mood evident on her face.
“Anastasia?” Marcellus couldn’t help but question as he turned his head to glance at his mate, a concerned expression on his face. “What’s wrong? Why do you look like that?”
“Something feels different.” She couldn’t help but whisper with a dazed yet concentrated look on her face.
“That would be the mate bond coming into full affect.” He explained and reached out to brush away a stray auburn lock from her face.
Anastasia frowned lightly and shook her head as she turned to her side to press her face into his chest.
“It’s more than that.” She hummed quietly, struggling to explain what the feelings and emotions that she was currently undergoing.
“What do you mean?”
“There’s this voice in my head.” Her lips turned down further at the sides as she tried to voice aloud what she was feeling, a thoughtful expression on her face. “It’s like, this voice has always been there but I could never hear it and now, something has been switched and we can finally communicate.” She couldn’t help but murmur in a quiet, airy voice as her eyebrows knitted together in the middle, though as her breathing started to slow down, Marcellus knew that she was starting to fall asleep. “Like I’m finally whole.”
As his mate was part wolf, he had no doubt in his mind that somehow, them completing the mate bond had unlocked the wolf inside her and finally, she had managed to expose her true self. Her true, wolfish self which he couldn’t wait to help nurture and enjoy for the rest of his life.
Dipping his head to press his lips to the crown of her head, his lips curled up into a smirk. With his little spitfire in his arms and their future looking more fruitful than he could have ever hoped or imagined, he closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take him.
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