The Unmarked Mate

Chapter 69

James

When I woke up, I was spooning her, her naked body pressed against mine, which didn't help my morning wood. She was still asleep, so I stayed there revelling in her presence, in her warmth, at last she wasn't cold anymore. I grazed my hand on her arms, tracing small circles with the tip of my fingers, enjoying the sparks of pleasure erupting each time our skins made contact. Unconsciously, she rocked her hips against me which got me even harder. I had missed this, I had missed her so much. I let my hands wander to her stomach until my fingers made contact with a new scar, where the silver dagger had pierced her skin. It was completely healed but even without looking I knew she would bear another white scar, like the ones on her neck and back. Another mark that man had given her but above all another testimony of her strength, of what she had survived.

My mind quickly drifted off from these thoughts and were clouded by a wave of desire, of want and need, I tried to breath to calm myself but the smell that went through my noise made me realize that wave wasn't entirely from me. She wanted, she needed, she desired. She wasn't unconsciously rocking her hips, she was doing that on purpose to get me harder.

"You're awake..." I whispered in her hear.

"Hmm hmm" that was all I had for response. She was pressing her thighs together to relieve some of the pressure between them. I moved my hand from her stomach to one of her breasts, cupping it then slightly playing with her nipple. She let out a loud exhale. Oh Goddess that smell.

"I can smell you, it's driving me crazy..." I whispered a bit louder in her ear. It was really driving me crazy. Feeling her own arousal through the bond mixing with my own was the sweetest kind of torture.

"And what are you going to do if you get crazy?" her question was full of lust while she kept on slowly rocking her hips, grinding them on my rock-hard erection.

"You want me to tell you?"

"Yes" she said in a breathy voice.

"First I'll keep torturing that already hard nipple of yours until you're panting in anticipation. Then I'll have you on your back and I will kiss you, nibble on your lower lip, explore your beautiful smile until you're out of breath. Then I'll go down and explore all your body with my mouth, starting with that pretty mark I gave you that leaves you begging each time I ever so slightly graze it."

"Yes..." she moaned, obviously in a hurry to start the festivities but also enjoying hearing me telling her all the things I intended to do to her.

"I will worship every inch of your body with my tongue but I won't give you what you want. I'll wait for you to beg for it and only when I deem you're soaked enough will I put my fingers and my tongue where you want them. I'll bring you over to the edge, over and over again but I won't give you release not until..." she didn't let me finish and she turned on the bed to face me.

"Do it!" she crashed her lips on mine, but as she was trying to take control I escaped from the kiss.

"You're sure you're familiar with the concept of begging my love?" I teased. But that ignited something in her and she looked at me with eyes so heated with desire, I thought they were red for a second.

"I'll do whatever you want. I'm yours." She said that with so much trust. She was giving up control to me, I knew how much that meant to her. "Please" she moaned, this sound went straight to my dick and ignited something in me as well. I pinned her hand above her head and I kissed her, exploring every inch of her mouth, and she let me, she gave herself entirely to me. I placed myself on her while she spread her legs to give me space to be closer to her and I could feel the warmth and wetness between her thighs. I left her lips, leaving her gasping for air as I promised, and I went on her neck, nibbling on my mark, she gasped. I truly wanted to make her wait but as she relinquished control, the only thing I wanted to do was to check for myself how I made her feel.