Still Alive

Chapter 19

Bruno Mars - Talking to the Moon
_Alexandra

I got home later that week. I was still confused on what was going on. Every one was treating me like a little kid. Why? I was seventeen for crying out loud. People didn't need to worry about me. I could hold my own.

I went up to my room to shower and change. When I got out of the shower I went into my closet and pulled out a black long sleeve with a black pair of sweats.

There was a knock on my balcony window. Confused, I walked over and opened the balcony door. A boy stood there with a bright smile.

My heart sank as a smile made its way to my face. Just seeing him made my hormones go crazy. Who was he? Why was I so attracted to him?

"Alex!" He stepped inside. I moved back a little so that he could come in. He pulled me into his chest hugging me tightly. I giggle wrapping my arms around his neck.

"God! I missed you so much." He whispered into my hair. My arms tightened around his neck as I drew in a long breath. He smelled so amazing.

I looked up at him and smiled. The urge to kiss him was strong, almost unbearable! His face inched closer causing me to gasp. His lips brushed up against mine.

He slowly pressed his lips to mine. I pulled him closer shutting my eyes. He picked me up carrying me over to the bed. He lay me down crawling on top of me.

As we kissed, every thing came back to me. Ashton was my mate. Or.. I was his mate. The mark. I wanted him to mark me. And that's what I was going to ask for.

His lips trailed feather like kisses down my neck. He reached my sweet spot licking the spot between my neck and shoulder. I suppressed a moan gripping his hair lightly.

"Ashton, mark me." I whispered.

He pulled back looking down at me in bewilderment. As if the words I just spoke were some type of magical spell. He scanned my face for approval, and I gave him a curt nod.

"Are you sure?" He spoke in a hushed town. I nodded whimpering a simple "yes." He smiled pressing his lips to mine. I cupped his cheeks kissing him back just as passionately.

"It's gonna hurt." He pulled away slightly. I looked up at him. His eyes held concern and uncertainty. I smiled pecking his lips.

"It's okay." I mumbled. He sighed nodding his head. He pulled his shirt over his head. I let out a shaky breath. I was really going to do this. I was going to let him mark me.

This is, in fact, what I wanted. I asked for this, now I was going to get it. It scared me, but excited me. Ashton pressed his lips to mine, then moved down at my neck.

I could feel his canines against my neck. He sunk his teeth into my neck causing me to scream in pain. I could feel him tense under my finger tips. The pain slowly, but surely, turned into pleasure. I moaned arching my back.

He pulled back showing me his smile. Blood coated his teeth and lips. My blood. I slowly brought my hand up to my neck and lightly touched the holes. They were healing.

I flinched moving my hand away. Ashton pulled my hand to his lips kissing my knuckles. I flipped us over so that I was on top. I pressed my chest against his kissing his lips.

I didn't mind the blood and stuff. It was my blood. I was happy he marked me. Some thing inside of me sparked. I was ready for him. All of him, but I was going to wait until I went into heat.

That's going to be one of my most painful experiences.

---

Word Count- 662