Hide my mark

I was watching her serve her table in the other corner of the restaurant. The black dress complimented her slender frame. Her hair was down and wavy, but she looked flushed.

The lustful stares the men were throwing at her was making her uncomfortable, her body was really tense.

I saw her walk outside at the back, so I followed her into the dark night. She was leaning against the cold wall as the air pushed her hair around.

She seemed tired as the moon shined on her face, her lips parted and cheeks flushed. She was so beautiful. Although I noticed her neck, and it flared a rage in me.

In a split second I had her arms pinned above her head as her eyes shot open and she gasped loud. Before she could scream I pressed myself against her harder making her look right into my eyes with her eyes wide in shock.

Her tense frame relaxed a little realizing it was me, she opened her mouth but I dipped my head down to her neck and bite her neck. She gasped and pushed against me.

I was angry,

"Why is my mark covered love?"

She tensed - she knew she messed up. I smirked

And sucked on her neck this time and hard making her cry in pain.

"Stop !! Please"

" Answer love"

"It's unprofessional thats why I am sorry"

I hummed to her answer and asked was being marked by me was embarrassing and I looked right into her eyes.

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A story of Nia and Alexander is a choatic lovestory