Dawn 'till Dusk

Part 14 - Marked

Christopher had asked me if I wanted to go get lunch first, but I said I had just eaten. He invited me into his car and he drove off, taking the same route to the packhouse. When I got out of the car, Angel came towards me.

‘I’m so glad you are making my son happy,’ she whispered in my ear, when she hugged me.

‘He makes me happy too,’ I whispered back.

She took my hand and pulled me into the house, leaving Christopher to get his papers from the car.

‘Most of the pack is out hunting today, they mostly do it to keep their strength and agility, they only rarely come home with dead animals,’ she said. ‘Would you like something to drink?’

‘No thank you,’ I whispered, I was nervous.

Christopher came up behind me and snaked his hand around my waist. Angel looked at us with tears in her eyes.

‘I’ll take her on a tour of the house,’ he said to his mother.

She nodded and started to put the dishes in the dishwasher. Christopher whisked me away to show me the rest of the house. There were a lot of bedrooms and he had his own office on the second floor. Next to his office was the office of Daniel, his Beta. Christopher had his own, large bedroom on the other side with a private bathroom. When we entered his bedroom, I let go of his grasp. I walked over to the bookcases, of which he had plenty. He also had a lot of music, I checked all the titles and bands. In one of the bookcases there was a frame, with a drawing, my drawing of him.

‘I’m sorry I stole it,’ he whispered in my ear, from behind.

‘I like it better here, then in my sketchbook,’ I admitted.

‘Could I use your bathroom?’ I asked.

‘Yes, off course,’ he pointed to the door I had to go through.

When I was in the bathroom, I used the toilet and gently pulled out my braid, brushing through my hair with my fingers. Knots were in my stomach, unsure about what would happen next. Would it be romantic or just a small bite and be done with it?

I stepped out of the bathroom, my hair slightly covering my face. Christopher looked at my hair with admiration, my long black hair hung to my waist. He was laying on the bed, waiting for me. I looked at him sheepishly, I was very nervous. He opened his arms and looked at me with love in his eyes. I sat down on the bed, with my back turned to him. I could feel him shift his weight and he touched my waist, pulling me against him. He pulled my hair back and let it drape over the other shoulder.

‘I never realised how long your hair was,’ he whispered huskily.

‘I hope you like it,’ I whispered back, frightened he might not.

‘You look adorable, my precious mate,’ he whispered to my neck, tickling it with his breath.

I shivered and closed my eyes, he pulled me to the side, making us lay down. He turned me on my back, his eyes were warm and comforting.

‘Are you feeling okay?’ he asked, giving me a small kiss on my nose.

‘A little nervous,’ I admitted, I wasn’t really able to lie to him.

‘Me too,’ he whispered, just before he placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

He was hovering over me, hardly touching me at all, his kiss was warm and soft. I decided to take control, I propped myself up on my elbows, not letting him leave our kiss. I slightly opened my mouth, hoping he would take the hint. I hadn’t done this ever before, neither had he. He opened his mouth too and I started massaging his tongue with mine. I pushed him back into the bed, placing myself on top of him, still kissing passionately. A soft moan escaped from my lips, while his hands roamed my back. I was getting the feeling he was holding back, but just as I had the thought, he turned us around. He stopped kissing me, so we could both catch a breath, almost immediately he came back to my swollen lips, kissing them hungrily. He was pressing me into the bed and his weight felt like a warm blanket, it filled my heart with joy. I felt at home.