My Arrogant Mate Is An Alpha Jerk [Book 2 of Alpha Mate Trilogy]

Chapter Nineteen: I Wanted To

Ron's hands clasped tightly around my wrists and throat as he tried to hold me down. I bit and kicked, fighting against the large vampire trying to kill me. Austin's face soon appear too, so did Wendy's face. More hands clamped on my skin, trying to rip it off; tear me apart. Ron found himself in between my legs, rubbing himself against my core. I screamed and grew weaker and weaker from the struggling when Erik's face appeared over mine. I stopped moving from the shock of it all. They were dead, all of them and they were here, touching me, hurting me.

" Hello again little mutt whore," He smiled. " This time, I'm making sure you die."

" Markus!" I screamed sitting up in large bed and ripping off the sheets that felt like they were smothering me.

The door burst opened and I saw the outline of a male and female, the light from the hallway made it impossible to see their faces, so my first reaction was to think it was Austin and Wendy. I screamed again, " Markus!"

" I'm here." He said breaking through the two figures and climbing into the bed. He wrapped himself tightly around me and rocked us. " I'm here."

The lights flicked on and I saw Rowan and Damon there, hair wild and alert looks. Markus rubbed my back in circular motions and I tried to stop shaking.

" Is she okay?" Damon asked.

" Yeah," Markus nodded. " Just a nightmare. She's be having them for a while. It's okay, you guys can go back to bed."

" Are you sure?" Rowan asked.

" Yeah, you both go on to bed. I get her back to where she needs to be."

Damon, after convincing Row, pulled Row away and turned off both lights. I heard the sound of their door closing, but even being awake didn't stop the anxiety. Markus opened the window and instantly, cold air rushed in a cooled my clammy skin.

" You need sleep."

" I woke up seven times before, I just didn't scream those times." I looked up at him. " I can't sleep."

" You can," He said. " You just need to try to get some."

He tried to pull the sheets over me, but I wouldn't let him. " It's too hot."

" Fine." He nodded before standing straight before walking to the door. " Goodnight-"

" Wait." I said kneeling on the bed, not caring if I was wearing one of Row's tank tops and short shorts. " Don't leave. Please stay. I-It's not that I-I want you here...it's more- it's more that I need you. You were there, you know how I feel."

He raised an eyebrow. " Seriously?"

" For the first few days I laid on your chest and it calmed me down. I was hoping...you know, maybe you can...stay...with...me? The dreams get longer and longer and more realistic each time."

" Ella I don't think-"

I got up and walked over too him, noticing that he's getting back to normal. The muscle massively increasing. I stop in front of him and looked up. " Please."

" Is that even healthy? Or is this some co-dependent mechanism?"

" Maybe, but can we figure it out tomorrow?" I asked taking his hand.

" I can't. Your blood-"

" What about it?"

" I'm so used to staying away, it's hard to..."

" I understand." I smiled. " We can cope together."

" Ella it's more than that. Ever since I had a taste of it...I want more."

I bit my lip and nodded. " Then have some."

" What? Ella are you listening to yourself?"

" Yes, and if I remember correctly, you can't kill me. My blood will never dry up, my body will heal. You can't hurt me."

" Don't provoke me." He growled. His breathing hitched and I walked backwards slightly.

" I just want you to hold me Markus, and if you need to take some blood to accomplish that, then fine." I pulled down my left strap and crawled back into the middle of the bed. " It's not like you're taking my virginity."

" Yes I will."

I ignored his comment. " Hold me Markus. Please? Hold your mate."

He snapped when he heard mate and quickly got up onto the bed with me. Flipping me so I straddled his sitting position I grip his muscular chest. " I rather have the old dreams."

" The ones of you and me?"

" Yeah, after that bite, I just don't know why, but I really want you." I admitted and his eyes dilated. " Do you still want me Markus?"

" Yes."

I smiled. " Good. So take what is rightfully yours."

He pulled up my shirt and kissed my neck. " Ella your tempting me."

" Tempting..." I moaned gracefully. " Tempting..."

" Mine." He squeezed my breasts and bit down onto my neck.

" Markus," I exhaled, more or less, moaned.

" Ella? Ella are you okay?" He thought to me.

" I'm fine." I said sitting up. " Go back to bed."

" Are you sure?"

" Yeah. I'm fine, just another dream. I'm going downstairs." I said getting up and stretching.

" It's 5 in the morning." He thought into my head. " You need sleep."

" I need something to drink. Go back to sleep and stop worrying about me." I stepped out of the room.

Markus was leaning against his door, waiting for me probably, before standing straight and walking over to me. He looked almost angry with me, because he raked his hand through my hair and yanked me to his body.

" What's wrong?" I said putting my hand in between us.

" You had a dream."

" Oh yeah," I rolled my eyes. " No more secrets."

" Yeah. So a dream in a dream? Classic."

" I bet you liked the second dream better."

" Maybe," He slid me up his body and wrapped my legs around him.

" What are you doing?"

" Touching you," He stroked my bare legs.

" Why?"

" Truthfully, I scared about losing you."

" Put me down please," I asked. " Markus..."

He snarled and put me down. " Fine."

I started walking down the hall, and looked over my shoulder to see if he was following. " Are you coming or not?"

" What?"

" You make me feel bad," I sighed, hand out stretched for him. " Come with me."

He walked over and took my hand. " Okay."

Downstairs, I made us some coffee and sat together on the couch. He pulled up an old basketball game and snorted when I groaned. We watched TV for a while and I watch sun break over the horizon. Looking at Markus, the blond strands lightened by the sun's rays and saw how beautiful this man was. Subconsiously, I moved the curly strands in my fingers, earning a confused stare from Markus.

I leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.

" What was that for?"

" I don't know," I admitted. " I wanted to."

He leaned in again, but this time I didn't stop him. He kissed me, and at first, it was simple. Several light, simple pecks. Then I curled myself on top of him, deeping the kisses. Then kisses turned a full make-out session. His hands slid up my legs and grasped my hips. I pulled away, breath labored and my head dizzy.

" What was that for?"

" I wanted to." He smiled.