42nd Country Road

Kill Him

(This part does contain some older content, reader discretion is advised)

"Who here has lost someone," I yelled. The entire crowd raised their hands. I looked around. I pointed at a Lady.

"Who did you lose, your son? Your Husband? You Daughter?" I said. She nodded.

"I lost my son," She said tearing up.

"Well, that's a shame, because, this man killed my daughter and my brother," I yelled. The crowd started to get riled up. Some people were holding up images of their lost loved ones.

"Who do you blame it on!?" I screamed, "Who do you put all those deaths on?!" Everyone was screaming and pointing at the man on the ground. I put him on his knees and held a gun to his head. I cocked it. My finger was on the trigger ready to shoot.

"Got anything to say, Aaron?" I asked.

"No," he replied, I smirked and looked back at Mark, who was resting his body on the door frame. I put the gun down, and kicked him down the stairs. I looked at the crowd who were still yelling.

"He's all yours," I said smiling. The crowd swallowed him. Aaron's screams could be heard over all of the yelling. I grabbed the collar of Mark's shirt and pulling him into the building. Mark soon switched me positions and lead me down long halls and corridors until he eventually threw me into a room.

"Did you see me?" Mark said, in his dark voice kissing my neck.

"I-I did," I said, running my hands through his hair and nipping at his ear.

"Pretty, were you proud of me?" He said, moving his hands under my shirt.

"Very," I got out. I moved his face up to my lips. I pulled at his shirt. He grabbed my hands and held them. He pulled out of the kiss.

"You need to learn to be patient, Pretty," He said, looking down at me. His body pushed mine onto a desk behind me. I sat up a little straighter trying to connect our lips again. Mark backed his face away.

"Handsome..." I breathed out.

"I love it when you're like this," He said to me, pulling his belt off of him. I tied my hands together with it. He let go of my hands and left me love drunk on the desk. He slowly walked around the room inspecting me from all angles. My face was flushed as he continued to walk around. Soon he was back in front of me. He looked at me up and down. His hand ran across my jaw line. I reached up and grabbed his shirt, the belt still holding my wrists together.

"I want you, Mark," I said, going normal. He didn't go normal.

"I bet," He said, seductively, "Look at you...Your face is flustered...you are so desperate for me aren't you?" He moved closer to me kissing me. He slid my shirt off. I started to tug at his shirt again. This time he answered my wishes. He pulled his shirt off. I ran my tied hands over his body.

"Look at you," he said to me, I looked up at him, craving him.

"What do mean?" I said breathily.

"You're just so desperate for me," He leaned done and grazed his teeth against my ear, "You got me good, Ems,"

I closed my eyes and breathed out against his ear. He moved his hips against mine. I bit my lip. I could tell that he was enjoying it to, even though he was dark. He grunted a bit as he kept moving. I gripped his arms as he kept moving. I pulled his head back from behind my shoulder and met his lips with mine. He pulled away looking at me with his dark eyes, continuing to move his hips.

"You like it," He said out of breath, "Don't you?". All I could do was nod. He moved his hip harshly against me.

"Say it," He said, through a low, sexy, voice.

"Y-yes," I said quietly. He did it again. I bit my lip in response.

"Yes what?" He said in my ear, continuing to move harshly. I went dark.

"Yes handsome," I replied. He smirked and continued. He growled into my ear. Wrapped my arms around him, whimpering dew to the friction. Mark's breath began to quicken. His dark grunts became dark moans. He suddenly stopped moving and put his hands on the desk on both sides of me.

"Mark..." I mumbled out, holding his head. My legs were wrapped around his waist. Mark backed up and looked at me with his dark eyes. He kissed me one last time and went back to normal Mark.

"I didn't think he'd go that far," He said with a chuckle. I laughed back.

We soon exited the room and went out to the main square. People were celebrating. Apparently Aaron was close to a tyrant. A man approached us.