My Alpha Mate

Chapter 7

I knocked on his door and he didn't open. I knocked again and again he didn't answer.

"Really?" I said and opened his door.

He was sound asleep and I couldn't help but smile. He looked so relaxed. So vulnerable.  He was fully dressed, even his shoes were on.

"Demetri?" I said and shook him a little bit, he didn't budge. "Demetri?" I said again and he sighed before he flipped over, so he was facing the ceiling. His eyes were still closed.

So I did the one thing that I knew would work. I kissed him. As soon as my lips touched his he kissed me back and then suddenly he grabbed me and pulled me next to him and hovered above me.

"Hi," he said and smiled down at me.

"Hi," I said and smiled back. "Took you long enough to get up, though."

"I stayed up all night."

"Why?" I asked.

"Thinking of the ways I can tell your father that I marked you without him trying to murder me," he replied and I shook me head. "Then I thought of the ways he will kill me and let me tell you last night I found out that I have a really good and scary imagination. Also, that I'm absolutely freaking terrified of your father."

"That won't happen," I said and he rolled his eyes. "He knows you make me happy. He would never to anything to destroy my happiness. I'm going to tell you that my father can get away with murder if he did murder someone. I also think that he has a very good imagination as well. Plus, you should be terrified of my father."

"Your right" he said and pressed his lips to mine. "But, I'm going to make sure that my parents put more security around the house," I punched him lightly, "Just in case."

"My father and brothers are going to have fun threatening you then," I said smiling as he growled. "If they see any sign of fear they will pounce."

"So don't show any sign of fear," he said and I nodded. "Got it."

He then pressed his lips to mine

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me as his arms wrapped around me pulling my body closer to him.

I knew we shouldn't be doing this especially not with his parents, my mom and my brothers downstairs, but I didn't care.

I pulled his shirt up over his head and he threw it to the floor. I started tracing his eight pack and he groaned pressing his mouth harder against mine. He was holding all of his weight on his elbows to make sure that he wasn't squishing me.

He pulled my jacket off, then threw it to the ground along with his shirt and he then pressed his lips to my mark and I moaned from the pleasure.

"Yep," he said and I looked up at him. "They are so going to kill me. I'm going to be dead by the end of the day."

"Shut up," I said and sat up. "If you keep thinking like that then I'm going to be to one that will end up killing you."

"Be a lot easier and faster than what your dad and your brothers would do to me." He got up and put his shirt back on.

"Well," l said and he looked at me. "You are not going to be the only one who's life is on stake here, Trystan's is, too."

"And?" he asked.

"While my brothers are attacking one of you the other one can make a run for it," I said laughing and he rolled his eyes.

"That does not help me!" he exclaimed.