"I...SAID...YOU ARE MINE....I DON'T SHARE"
That's all it took for him to slam his mouth on mine, my body melting into his our breaths mingling as his Lycan took over. Dominance radiating off of him and suppressing mine making me submit but I won't. He is mine, all MINE. I growl low in my throat and roll him on his back straddling him. Pinning him arms above his head. His cock hard between my legs. My canines fill my mouth and his do as well and we stare panting."What do you want little MATE?"
He purrs out and I roll my hips causing him to groan.
"You Marcus. I want you"
In a flash I am on my back and my clothes are being ripped from me, slight scratches down my side make me gasp as he peppers my bare skin with kisses. His mouth finds a nipple and a moan escapes me.
"Tell me MATE where do you want my mouth?"
"Everywhere..."
It comes out whiny, needy and he chuckles , suckling hard on the other nipple making my back arch as he drags a claw lightly against my clit. My body shudders.
"Be more specific."
"Taste me Marcus, please...."
His rumbling growl sends shivers down my spine as he trails kisses towards the apex of my thighs leaving nips along the way. Anywhere blood is drawn he licks the wound sealing it and sending sparks through me. Soon he is between my legs breathing upon me, darting his tongue out to barley touch me. After several minutes of teasing I growl in frustration and again he chuckles, before I can respond he devours me and I swear the camp can hear my scream. The man eats me as though he hasn't fed in days and my legs try to close around his head but his arms hold them away, spreading them further for him to delve deeper. He continues his onslaught rotating from suckling upon my swollen clit to shoving his tongue as far as it can go repeatedly inside of me until I'm on the brink of an orgasm and then he stops.
"Noooooo"
He looks down at me, face glistening and smiles. He stands and begins to undress. I lay there body jello, watching him as I pant, feeling my pussy spasm as I take in the magnificent sight that stands before me. Once his clothes are discarded he slowly crawls towards me.
"I want you to cum on my cock Lydia, I want to feel you. Can I feel you MATE?"
All I can do is nod in anticipation as he lines himself to my entrance. I pull him to me and kiss him as he enters. Even as wet as I am he still stretches me but it feels so good. He moves from my mouth to my neck and begins to suckle right above my collar bone. Slowly adding inch by inch until he is bottomed out and he shudders with the feeling. He gives me a moment to adjust before he begins to move. The first pull out I gasp as pleasure blooms forth, a moan escaping and I hook my legs around his ass heels digging in to bring him back to me.
"Marcusssss"
His growl is the only sound I hear as he slowly enters and exits, in and out, drawing the orgasm he brought to the brink back, one hand under my ass to better hit my spots and the other wrapped around my shoulder. He is still suckling on the spot where my neck and collarbone are and the area tingles sending a feeling that intensifies everything. The slow is driving me crazy, I want to feel him, I need him to go faster, the orgasm is right there, I can feel it and it's as if he can to and he's going slow on purpose.
"Please Marcus......pu....please"
Sensing what I need he speeds up but not enough. I feel his canines touching my throat but then he pulls back and then it hits me. He's hesitating. I know what he wants, I know what I want but he needs me to say it, he needs and wants permission. He will never take. He is building us up an orgasm, bringing us both to the edge and backing away over and over again. My claws have elongated and scratched down his back leaving marks that heal just as quickly. When I can't take it anymore and I have no doubts left that he is what I want, he is the mate that I want, that I will fight for I tell him.
"Claim my Marcus, mark me inside and out, make me yours and only yours."
He stills and I think I've made a grave mistake. He pulls back to look at me, eyes searching. I place my hand on his cheek and nod telling him yes. His eyes flash as his Lycan springs forward and I swear he grows. My back arches at the feeling and I scream at the sensation and he begins to pound deeper and harder than before.
"Ahhhhhh, don't stop, please.......Marcussssss."
His hand grabs my hair and pulls my head roughly to the side but I don't mind as my orgasm racks through my body and then his canines pierce my skin and everything goes blinding white. The scream the rips through my throat echoes through the trees and from the cliff face. Marcus growls as his seed spills into me not caring who sees or hears. My blood begins to boil and my nails pierce Marcus back deeper which cause him to dig his canines deeper. Instead of screaming I bite him back sealing our claiming bond. Once my canines make contact the blinding light is gone and there he stands. But he is a mixture of himself and his Lycan, as if they are superimposed upon each other.
"So this is what a true mate bond looks like? You are mine now Lydia, anywhere you go I will find you, you are mine forever."
I walk up to him with a smirk on my face and stand on my toes to kiss him.
"The same goes for you my MATE, and know that if any touch what is mine I will slaughter them without hesitation."
He chuckled as his Lycan purred.
"Is that you or your Lycan talking?"
"Both. I'm very territorial. I am not just claimed by you, you are claimed by me. So no more confusion."
His look took on one of sadness and regret.
"Now that we are bonded no magic can confuse me again. Your are mine love and that's it."
When I woke it was snuggled up with Marcus under blankets. Caden and Alaina were across from the fire and both sport matching mating marks. Seems like we weren't the only ones who wanted to "seal the deal".
"I just want you to know ma'am, that if anyone who had mates that weren't ready to be marked last night got marked. Your little display sent everyone on a frenzy. The king sent a message that there are several new mated pairs back at camp."
Marcus' rumble of laughter sent a blush creeping up my neck as Caden smiled and winked at us.
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Luna's Chosen Beloved
General FictionThrown into a world that resembles nothing of her own Lydia is forced to realize she can never go "home". On top of that she learns that she has been chosen, for what she needs to find out. Marcus has spent millennia besides his friend and King, nev...