Mercy is the Daughter of the Gamma Cheryl Roads. She is a 20 year old woman filled with hate for her ex boyfriend and also the Alpha of her Pack. She suppress her anger by working hard to follow in her Mother's footsteps of becoming the best female...
I did a extra once over while looking in the mirror smiling. I really hope Bash loves my dress. It represents my favorite thing about him. Those beautiful green eyes that suck that air out of me every time he looks at me. I have always been a sucker for his eyes. I guess after we Mated and he marked me it just grew stronger.
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A soft knock sounded at the door and I looked down seeing the time. I still had to wait another thirty minutes until we were to meet up with James and Hope. I pulled open the door and Bash stood there taking in my body while scanning me from head to toe.
He walked into the room looking at me with those dark orbs, shut the door, then switched our positions to back me against the door. He went to place his hand on my throat, but never touched me. He just hovered his hand above it, then moved to hover over my breast with an open hand.
"Touch me."
It was a simple yet silent demand yet he took a step back.
"If I touch you, you will have to redo your makeup." He gritted out.
I took a step towards him, then turned his body sideways backing him up to my bed. When his knees hit the edge he was quick to sit down as I climbed into his lap. I bit his bottom lips softly before whispering against him mouth.
"Look behind me on the wall."
His eyes moved to the wall before landing on the mirror. He reached behind my squeezing my ass through my dress, but I wanted the material out of the way. Somewhat. I raised up slightly, then pulled my dress up partially showing my some of my ass to him as I sat back down.
The thong I wore hid under the fabric not to be seen by his eyes just yet. They were a beautiful silk thong that matched my dress. Those will be there for him to see when he wants to fuck me.
"Fuck." He cursed under his breath rubbing my ass before his hand came up, then slapped against it.
I hissed as the sting went to my core.
"If you're not going to fuck me, we need to stop." "I'm trying my best, but how can I not take whatever you want to give when you dress like this?" He asked.
I hummed moving from his lap, then pulled my dress down covering myself up. I used my hand to lift his chiseled Jaw to look me in the eye. Those beautiful eyes that could have me lost forever. I licked my lips before speaking softly.
"You want to know why I chose this dress?" "Do share." He smiled. "Your eyes are my favorite thing about you."
A look of realization hit him and he smiled like a fool. It was a warm and happy that I had never seen before.
"Carful, Mercy Alexis Road's. I might actually start to think you're obsessed with me as much as I am you." He stated making my smile match his. "You're too desperate for my liking and you have a shit personality. I only like you for your tattoos and your eyes."
