I've Been Waiting For You

Chapter 118

Mitchell looked down at the knife in his hand, then gazed up at Markus in disbelief.

"I'm not going to stab you."

Markus picked up one of bottles filled with red liquid. "Give me the knife."

Mitchell handed over the knife, grateful to be rid of it. He watched as Markus poured the liquid into the handle.

"Mitchell, you have to trust me. I know what I'm doing." Markus held out the knife toward him. "I need you to stab me with it."

"Markus, I'm not going to stab you."

Even as the words left his mouth, Mitchell found himself unconsciously reaching for the knife.

Markus's fingers locked around the hand holding the knife and aimed the blade towards his upper stomach.

"It won't hurt me."

Mitchell's hand trembled with a moment's doubt, before he drove the knife into his stomach.

A groan escaped Markus's mouth as he pushed himself away from Mitchell.

Mitchell's eyes went to the bloodied knife in his hand before he dropped it to the floor. He rushed forward to grabbed Markus by his arm.

"I thought you said it wouldn't hurt you."

"It doesn't hurt. It's more like a deep burning."

A pained wheeze left Markus's lips before he moved with difficulty towards the bed.

"What should I do?" Mitchell inquired in a panic.

Markus swiveled his head towards him, his eyes flowing a deep red.

"Use your powers to help me merge the darkness inside my body." His voice had a sensual, hypnotic effect on Mitchell.

"How?"

"Go with your intuition."

Mitchell gazed down at Markus for a second before an idea came to mind.

With a deep breath, he positioned himself over Markus, his eyes drifting shut. He pressed his palms flat against Markus's chest.

Mitchell's skin tingled as he felt his powers moving through his body. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Markus's mouth. When their lips touched, it was less a kiss and more a merging of souls.

A bright light emitted from Mitchell's mouth into the warm cavern of Markus's mouth.

"Darkness merge into one with this body. Protect him from harm, and serve him unconditionally." The words fell from his lips without thought.

He could feel the heat emitting from Markus's body. Firm hands gripped the back of his head, fusing their mouths together.

Markus kiss deepened, their tongues meeting in a passionate exchange.

The kiss was interrupted only by their desperate need for air.

Markus stared up at him with striking gold eyes, that captured all attention.

"How are you feeling?"Mitchell asked, as he stroked his hair. "Are you still in pain?"

Markus shook his head. "I'm not in any pain."

A gentle smile touched Mitchell's mouth. "That's good."

"How did you do that?" Markus

"It was just instinct. I can't explain it."

"You have complete control over your powers."

Mitchell looked down at his hands, inspecting them both, back and front.

The veins in his hands were webbed with glowing threads of light.

"It never once crossed my mind that I would have powers." Mitchell's gaze swung to his. "Did you know?

"I knew you were my mate. Only over time did I start to realize there was more to you."

"I felt a connection to you right from the start. My mom told me from an early age, I had already grown attached to you."

The image of him at the supermarket sprang to mind.

"Did you know I was coming to Pine Crest?"

"I heard you were moving here with your mom."

"Why didn't you speak to me at the supermarket?"

"I didn't want to scare you. I could barely contain myself."

"You contained yourself pretty well when you saw me in class."

A corner of Markus's mouth lifted as he picked up his hand and kissed it.

"You were made for me."

A riptide of emotions pulled at Mitchell. He pressed his flat against Markus's chest and let his palms traced the contours of his body.

His fingers traced around Markus's nipples before he bent forward and took Markus's left nipple into his mouth. He sucked on the small nub while stroking the other between his fingers.

Mitchell stared up at him, and his heart picked up a beat as he watched the change in Markus's eyes darkened to deep molten fold.

Markus wrapped a hand around his neck and brought their mouths in a hot, hard, hungry kiss. 

He thrust his tongue inside Mitchell's mouth with a low moan.

Mitchell welcomed him, sucking on his tongue, tangling their tongues, rubbing, stroking.

Markus rolled him on his back, never breaking the kiss. He took his hand and brought it against him, molding his fingers along his erection as he dipped his tongue into the heat of his mouth again and again.

Markus reached for the hem of Mitchell's shirt and stripped it off in one smooth motion. Their lips met again, the kiss instantly deepening with renewed fervor.

He worked his way down Mitchell's body with soft open-mouthed kisses, leading to his waist. In one fluid motion, Markus unfastened his pants, before pulling both his pants and underwear down his legs.

Mitchell moaned when Markus traced his lips up his inner thighs. He inhaled sharply, his body tightening as he drew closer to his cock.

Markus used his hand to tease his length before he lowered his head, taking his cock into his mouth. A pleasured sigh whistled through his teeth, as a shudder ran through his body.