𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄

-𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦

After a short nap and some breakfast, they stayed in bed. Marcus wouldn't allow Alice to leave the bed, claiming the whole day was about her.

She had a million questions running through her head. As stated, Marcus had a reputation in court. He wasn't known for staying the night with women and taking care of them afterwards. So what made her different?

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He asked, as if he was reading her mind. That was another thing, he also never talked to other women about their thoughts or feelings. He would with Alice, but she always assumed it was because she was Henry's little sister. Not because, well, he was attracted to her.

With a sigh, she turned to face him in the bed.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what brought this on?"

"Do you want my honest answer?" He asked as he ran a hand through her hair. With a nod from her, he smiled and sat up.

"I was not expecting for any of this to happen. It's just- when I saw that Duke making you uncomfortable and scared like that, all I saw was red. Red with rage, and for some reason, jealousy. I wanted to be the one talking to you, to be the one close to you. Then the way we danced, it just felt right. And even now, just talking to you is one of my most favorite things to do. I guess all of it just rushed to the surface all at once. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable-"

Alice smiled and cut him off with a small kiss.

"You didn't make me uncomfortable at all. I feel my safest when I'm with you. And if we're being honest, I don't want this day to end. I don't want whatever is happening with us to end. It's just," she trailed off, not wanting to ruin their happy moment.

"Henry," Marcus finished for her. She nodded sadly, not having really thinking about her brother and how he'd feel until now.

"Let's continue to get to know each other, and see where this goes before we tell him. And it goes without saying we won't tell anyone in court until he gives his approval."

She raised an eyebrow towards the man next to her, shaking her head with a small smile.

"Until he approves? You're very optimistic."

"If he doesn't," he flipped them over so he was back ontop of her. "You're still my girl, no matter what. No one else matters but you. I will risk banishment if it means being with you."

Before she could respond, he placed gentle kisses on her cheeks, then down to her neck. Alice moaned slightly, earning a smirk from him as he kissed down her chest, then eventually to her nipples. He started swirling his tongue on the left one, and pinched the right one, rolling it between his thumb and index finger.

He then switched, giving the other bud the same attention as the previous one. She was in pure bliss at the moment, but his gentle touches were driving her insane.

"Marcus, please," she begged, making him smirk.

"Please what, Princess?"

"Hurt me," she whispered out. His eyes darkened as he released a low growl that made her even more wet, ifthat was even possible.

"I don't think you understand what you're asking me, baby."

"Hurt me, please. I need it rough," she continued to beg. He nodded, but turned his face serious.

"Say 'red' if you need me to stop. Okay?"

"Yes, sir. Say red if I need you to stop."

With that, he bit her nipple a bit, his length increasing at the moan that followed. He worked his way back up to her already bruised neck from last night, and sucked on her sweet spot. After giving it a lick, he pulled away, sastified with the purple mark that sat right in the curve where her neck met her shoulders.