Brown Eyed Boy✔ (Marah Chambers x Reader)

Chapter Thirteen

His kisses were soft, trailing across my jawline as I squirmed, not knowing what to do with my hands due to his lips tickling me.

When he brought his lips up to mine, I moaned softly, loving the one-on-one contact. He chuckled lowly, saying huskily, "Shh, don't wake up J'Markus, love."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers burrowing in his hair as I held onto him, cherishing every moment I had with him as if it were to be our last together.

I opened my mouth for him, and he eagerly complied, tasting me, worshipping my mouth slowly as if it were a bottle of water and he were in a desert.

Marah grinded against me as I kissed him harder, tired of our skin being separated by clothes. He grinned against my lips, his warm, slender hand sliding up my shirt. I drew in a sharp breath when his hand was met with nothing other than that if the soft, round skin of my breasts.

"No bra?" He asked, caressing them, causing me to arch my back slightly, my eyes closed. "That's fine. I prefer stroking you down this way over any other way." His voice was low, husky, intimate, filling my body with what seemed like endless euphoria.

He left my mouth, adding rough, pleasurable kisses along my jaw line, trailing down my neck as he began to suck on the side of my neck. I squeaked, twitching. "T-that's tic...ticklish," I said breathlessly. He chuckled, continuing trailing down. "I know," he said, his tongue flicking on the crook of my neck. I squirmed as he pulled the neck of my shirt down, showing off my bare shoulder. He grazed his teeth across my shoulder, licking it occasionally.

"M-more," I gasped, and he happily complied as his nibbled on my shoulder, grunting. "Yum," he said. "I'll eat you soon," he said suggestively, grinding slightly against me.

"I said keep it PG!" Mark said from the other side of the room. Marah flipped him off, and Mark growled. "I have no where else to sleep, come on."

My eyes widened. "Did you... Did you see anything that just happened?"

Mark chuckled. "And heard it, too. You two are filling the room with the smell of sex, and your clothes aren't even off yet. It shouldn't be legal- the two of you are like amature porn stars, giving me such wood like you've just done."

"Dude," Marah said gruffly. "Get the f*ck out."

Mark chuckled, feigning innocence. "What, I haven't done anything! Besides, where would I go?"

I growled. "Literally anywhere else but here."

Mark stood up. "Fine, fine, whatever, I'll go. You'll miss me, you will."

He left the room, and as he shut the door, Marah muttered, "F*cking cock blocker."

I chuckled, kissing his jaw as he rolled off of me, sighing in exasoeration. "Sometimes, I don't know why I put uo with him," he said drily, wrapping an arm around me as he pulled me close.

"Why are you holding me so tight?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him in return. "Are you cold?" I asked, but seriously doubting it. He's so warm.

"No," he said quietly, kissing the top of my head. "I'm not."

His next few words made my heart flutter as I bit my lip, closing my eyes.

"I'm just scared of letting go, (Y/N). I don't want to lose you."

And then we were silent.

And we slept.

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Marah's P.O.V.

F*cking Mark. Why did he have to interrupt us? Why couldn't he have ignored us? Why couldn't he just have left the room?

I watched (Y/N) sleep, her nose scrunching every now and then, snoring slightly as she snuggled into me. I lifted a shaking hand up to her cheek, staring at her in adoration.

"So beautiful."

I decided to hold onto her longer, my eyes squeezing shut when I saw a flash of light in the corner of the room.

Not yet.

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Mark's P.O.V.

I laughed quietly, shaking my head as I replayed what had happened in (Y/N)'s room. I love toying with Marah, I really do, but seriously- he looked like he was about to kill me when I interrupted him.

I mean, I could totally understand- what kind of monster interrupts possible sex?

I bit the I side of my cheek as I pondered about (Y/N)'s race, opening the door to the guest room. I locked eyes with James, who was curled up in a bed. I locked my lips, eyeing him as he asked quietly, "Me and you... We're not related, are we?"

I shook my head, watching his over sized tee shirt slide off his shoulder.

"Not at all," I breathed as he stood up, shyly walking towards me as he blushed. And, for the first time in a long time, I didn't bend the truth.

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A/N: oops new love interests what?

Mark is actually full on gay

Super duper turned on by a guy who's not even his brother

So this is allowed

This too shall pass

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(Y/N)'s Mom's P.O.V.

"Theresa," Marcia called from the kitchen. I groaned, standing up as I walked away from the couch, full wine glass in hand. I met up with my red headed sister, streaks of gray shining in the light of the kitchen.

"Yeah?" I asked, leaning against the wall with my shoulder, taking a sip of wine. "What's up?"

Marcia's green eyes flitted over to me. "When are you going to tell her?" She asked, her bony hand gripping the counter.

"When your 'daughter' gets told no," I answered snottily, arching a disappointed eyebrow. Marcia chuckled.

"Oh, believe me, she will. I'm just sucking the life away from her slowly. Honestly, the little brat could care less about me, I'm doing such a good job in spoiling her."

I chuckled lowly. "At least you're taking her soul this time. What'd you do last time, eat her alive?"

She shrugged. "Having a doppelganger for a daughter sure has its perks, especially when you're a soul eater."

I snorted, taking a sip of my wine as I looked over at my vibrating phone.

David.

"You gonna answer that?" Marcia asked, popping a potato chip in her mouth. I shook my head.

"He's been calling a lot lately. He wants to 'see how much his daughter has grown'. What he really wants is to know if I told her that she wasn't human." I shrugged, turning off the phone, ignoring the call.

Marcia cleared her throat. "I'm serious, though, when are you telling (Y/N) what she really is?"

I took another sip of my wine, staring at my silent phone.

"Soon."

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