Mark Me

Mine: 7

Tyler's P.O.V.

    I was pissed, she really thought I was bringing her here to sleep with her? I mean, any other girl, maybe... no, probably, but not Emma. Her pulling away from me really added gasoline to the flame; What's mine is mine, don't push away from me, my other half almost lost all control, I almost claimed her right there, not giving a shit about if she understood are not, you don't push away from me.

     When he took over, I couldn't help her, she rightfully belonged to us and you do not deny fate. Once he spoke I knew she was gunna be punished, and she was under my lips, I felt her body bow to me, maybe it was a little too soon to be this possessive but what is mine, is mine. Her not touching me was punishment enough for pulling away. I came up with so many good comebacks for why she shouldn't touch me and almost used them, but when I kissed her and her body caved to me, her taste filled my mouth I was hooked, not words needed, I was drowning in everything she was. Even if she did jump to conclusions, that was the last thing on my mind.

     That's when I felt it, her hands in my hair pulling me to her. How fucking sexy. How am I gunna stop myself, I wasn't just punishing her when I told her not to touch me, it was really so I wouldn't loose control and fuck her right here. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I felt the heat of her core. I smelt her temptation as her legs tightened around me and lips connected. She kissed me hard. Harder than I expected, I tasted the regret on her tongue, I know she felt bad for assuming, it was written all over her face, but if I don't stop this we will be doing exactly what she assumed.

    I had to find away to pull away, blaming it on her touching me seemed like a good ass outlet. Man, I want her more than she knows, more than she can know, at least not right now. I pulled away, mumbling something ludicrous about touching me, it took me everything to allow her to side down the wall. It took me everything to walk away, I couldn't walk far, though, I need her. I need her to touch me, I need her thighs around my waist.

   As soon as I heard her footsteps I felt her hands on my forearm, her lips begging for attention,

   'it would be my pleasure' my other half rumbled and I embraced it. Engulfing her lips with mine. Mine, she's mine.

    'Let's show her who she belongs too,' again he spoke in my head. Would Love too! I thought to myself. This girl will be the death of me. I wrapped my arms around her waste and pulled her as close as she could be. Remembering she needs to breathe, I moved from her lips to her jaw and down her neck.

    "I'm s-sorryyy," She shuddered. I knew she was sorry and instead of putting her through more misery, I pull back giving her the most sincere smile I could manage, in my heated state, that is.

    "Emma, I'm not mad anymore, it's okay, you're beautiful," my smile never fell, I meant it. Kissing her gently I let my hands drop from her waste and began to step back, only to see the pout on he face with a frown I pulled her back, hugging her tight. I'm already so head over hills for her, when the bond kicks in I'll never be able to take my hands off of her and part, of not all of me, was okay with that.

Emma's P.O.V.

   I could live here forever, in his arms, this is where I belong. Everyday, I want to be here. Yes, we have only known each for like a couple of hours but this feels right, more right than any of my exs. He's a perfect mystery and I can't wait to solve it.

      He's my mystery. Mine.

  

       Tyler's arms were strong and sturdy, safe, even. I already feel drawn to him, I'm afraid my clingy side will come out too soon and push him away from me, so I let go of him, I couldn't let him sense my need for him, not yet, too soon.

    His arms unleashed me, though it broke a little of my heart it was for the best, I can't be this close to him, he forgives me, I have to let go. Looking at him, his eyes showing a new expression, what was it? Lust, love, hate, angry, warmth? That was it, it was warmth! Awe, he was feeling all warm inside because of me!

    Why is a part of me afraid of his warmth, he's perfect, yet no one is this kind of perfect. He's everything I thought he would be but so much more, a little of too much more.

    He sat a few feet infront of me on the bed,

     "Emma, can we talk about earlier?"

   I shook my head no, not wanting to retrieve the memories of the past hour. I needed him to know I was sorry, now it's over, time to drop it.

   "Em, come on, I'm sorry too let's talk, come sit with me?" His voice sounded a little hurt, welp time to explain.

Moving towards him I sat next to him,

   "Tyler, I don't want to go back, we said sorry, it's done. I hate fighting, I especially don't want to fight with you; I shouldn't have pushed away, that was childish and we aren't children. I should have talked to you, but it's done. Now, are you gunna show me your office?" My voice as concrete as it could be, grabbing his hand I tugged. He lifted and with an okay and lead me to the door further from the hall door. Before stopping infront, turning to me smiling,

   "Em, I want to introduce you to my world, but you have to know something first, you are Mine, no one else's, understand?" I was confused, that's kind possessive for the first meeting but I guess we'll have to try this rodeo out.

   "I'll be your's if you are only mine," well shit, I didn't even mean to say that, damn we are moving way to fucking fast but I want to know more about him. I need to figure out his deal, his mood swings, why I feel so safe with him, and why am I drawn to him, he takes my breath away.

      "Mine. Yours. Done deal." He smiled, turned, and pushed the door open.