Mark of bates

Chapter 6

CAUTION there will be some sexual scenes within this chapter. Nothing huge but read at your on risk I will put ** when it starts to get heated and when it ends.

Carmen's pov

I woke to light streaming in through the curtains and loud commotion downstairs, frowning I swept the hair off my neck and I felt a little tender in one spot. Assuming I slept the wrong way I brushed it off and slipped my feet onto the cold floor, the blanket following my movement. I inhaled  deeply trying my best to get every little piece of Nixon's scent that surrounded the room. Although he wasn't there this morning-which I assumed- I could still feel the faint traces of his arms wrapped around me and his face nuzzled in my neck inhaling my scent. Just this thought seemed to give me a spark of hope. Smiling like a clown, I proceeded to get up and do my normal routine all the while listening to Nixon growl away at something downstairs.

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It was only when I was about half way down the stairs did I realize something was defiantly wrong. The glass coffee table was shattered the chairs were flipped, flowers that once graced vases were thrown and torn to pieces, scattered along the floor. I had the urge to run my hands through my hair, but was glad it was up as I think I would just pull a little to hard. To. Much.stress

I cautiously walked into the kitchen seeing Nixon leaning over the counter huffing with a knuckle white grip on the counter top. Only then did I notice the tattoo that rested on his back, thick black lines curved and Swirled in what looked almost like a dance showed through ink, I mean I had a small tattoo. But nothing in comparison to the unique swirls that told a story no one but himself truly understood, but I had every intention to find out. Snapping back to reality, I walked slowly till I was a few steps away from him, I cleared my throat wearily "is um everything okay here?" He suddenly spun facing me, his chest a mere hair length away from my face. And it did not help that he was shirtless and sweaty. My hormones got the best of me and I knew he could smell my soft arousal, but his rock hard chest and delicious abs in front of me were oh so temping, it caused feelings to stir within my stomach.

He growled softly, his eyes focused on one spot on my neck. I looked at him confused until I realized his wolf had taken control, I bit my lip knowing I could be close to him if it was his wolf. But at the same time I felt as if I was betraying him, he didn't want me. Yet last night he so desperately wanted to hold me, to know I was there.

I was snapped back to reality when I felt his rough finger pulling my lip from my teeth, I glanced up at him pulling an innocent look. "Now now kitten" he scowled, taking that one step towards me till he was against me. I fought with my wolf but I eventually won and managed to somehow take a few steps backwards. He narrowed his eyes at me before approaching towards me, every step he took forward I took one back, willing myself to think how Nixon would be running the opposite direction. I was soon pushed against the wall; trapped. I subconsciously bit my lower lip, his growl was like thunder and suddenly I felt every inch of his body against mine. I stopped fighting, melting into his hold.

"You should know better then to run kitten" he whispered huskily in my ear before placing a soft Kiss to my earlobe, I felt my panties dampen as a moan left my throat. I felt him smirk against my skin placing soft kisses all down my neck, he reached the soft spot and kissed it tenderly

"If only it was more" he said sadly

"If what was more?" My voice came out shakier then I meant and I knew he enjoyed the effect he had on me. He chuckled lightly before softly tracing the soft spot, I leaned into him enjoying the feeling. "Why the mark I left claiming you as mine"

"THE WHA-" I was cut off as he covered my mouth with his large hand, I looked up at him half glaring before licking his hand. I immediately knew I shouldn't have done that, his eyes darkened considerably and he pushed further into me grinding a little against my core. A moan involuntarily slipped passed my lips and I looked back up at him but it was no longer Tobias but Nixon.

I immediately tried to push him away, embarrassed my hormones got the best of me. "Sorry" I muttered casting my gaze down, he grumbled under his breath still pushed hard against me with his obvious little friend resting against my thigh.

His finger softly lifted my chin till I was looking straight in his eyes. He let out a soft groan before muttering "fuck it" I was confused for no more than a millisecond as his lips crashed to mine, my eyes widened as he kissed me softly. He started to pull away realizing I wasn't responding. With no intentions of letting him, I snuck one hand to the back of his head and pushed him closer to me. I instantly kissed back, the feel of his soft lips gliding against mine had me lost in my thoughts, his tongue pushed against my lips and I let him deepen the kiss, as the kiss grew longer the passion grew stronger. We parted for a minute catching our breaths while I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped up, he caught me effortlessly and immediately put his mouth on mine. I deepened this kiss within the first second and started tugging on his hair, he groaned against my mouth as his hands roamed my sides before resting on the back of my thighs.

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My core tingled at the close proximity, and I couldn't help but hook my ankles and grind against him, his hold on my thighs tightened and he pushed back into me. Our lips parted and a breathily moan escapes my lips as his trailed down my neck, more then likely leaving hickeys in his trail.

He was suddenly grinding into me hard as I pulled and tugged at his soft delicate hair. His mouth continued on my neck always pausing at one place the made my muscles tighten and core tingle, I knew as he grinned his hard monster against me I was reaching my peak. Moans and soft whimpers flew out of my mouth so fast I didn't know they came from me, All I know is that I loved this and him. The real him.

With one nip at the sensitive skin on my neck and pushing up against my soaking panties it sent me over the edge. My legs tightened around his waist and my head fell against his chest, as my orgasm spread through my body like wild fire.

While recovering I was suddenly dropped to my feet and Nixon was torn away from me, a whimper escaped my mouth as he closed his eyes and was breathing heavily. I was fully aware of the uncomfortable wetness in my now cum filled panties and he appeared to be struggling to hold himself together, he finally opened his eyes and let out a string of curse words as he glanced over my body. He quickly was in front of me, his hands gripping my face softly as he planted a soft love filled kiss to my swollen lips, his hand dipped into my sweats and panties. He dragged his finger along my slit leaving me clutching at his torso for balance, content he brought his hand up to his mouth and sucked my juices off his fingers.

I felt my arousal rising again as he spoke huskily "mhm so fucking sweet"

**

I giggled softly placing my hands on his chest and dragging them down, as if I set off an alarm he sprung back eyes wide "fuck fuck fuck fuck" he grabbed his hair pulling at it as he walked backwards away from me. I let out a whine curtesy of my wolf, his eyes snapped back up to mine.

"I'm so-sorry, I shouldn't have done that" he looked broken as he turned and hurriedly ran out the patio door, watching him retreat I caught another glimpse of the intricate tattoo on his back. My hands itched to trace the pattern, I slid to the floor placing my head in my knees utterly confused.

Am I the only one who thinks he does that a lot?