Chapter 119

ANASTASIA MULBERRY

“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.