A shudder escapes me as he breathes into my neck. If he wasn't the Deimos I knew, he was obviously his beast.
"I am going to mark you." The beast growled, nibbling at the soft flesh of my neck. I trashed in his arms, "No, stop! I won't forgive you, I'll hate you!" I snarled, twisting and turning my body. The beast, known as Deimos' wolf, growls. "Stop!" I pleaded, my screams of echoing in the empty forest. He suddenly sinks his canines into my bare neck, I released a deathly yelp, before falling into a sleepless slumber.
Hopefully this was just a nightmare, and I'd soon awaken.
[Highest Rank: #12]
[Created: March 14, 2015]
[Ended: Around August 28, 2015]
***WARNING***
Crappy grammar, and confusing storyline.
You have been warned...
I wrote this story so many years ago, this was my very first story. I was really young when I wrote this, so I am sorry if there is ignorant or stupid things in this book.
A head's up, it's not gonna be good...
So please be a bit merciful with your insults.
If you are a stickler for a good plot and grammar, please skip this book, it will probably just waste your time. If you want to read a tad bit more polished work, check out my current novel that I am writing, "Not His."
Have fun reading!
This is book one of the series.
Jordan shifts slightly in my lap so she can see my face. "Liam, I want you to mark me." She bluntly states and exposes her neck to me, so I can mark her. A wave of confusion comes over me and I tilt my head looking at her.
"Are you sure that is what you want?" I look at her neck where my mark should be and feel my canines extending. Jordan simply smiles and nods her head. I readjust our bodies, so she is underneath me. I lean down and softly kiss her lips.
The kiss burns my lips and not in the normal mate bond way. I pull away and rub my lips trying to get the sensation to go away. Jordan stares at me with her eyes squinted. I look her over and see nothing short of the perfect mate I am used to, however, something isn't right. Jordan pulls me down closer to her and starts leaving little kisses all over my body.
Every place her lips touch immediately burns. I push her away and move towards the bottom of the bed. She sits up and moves to come closer to me. I move away again.
"Liam, don't you want to mark me? Don't you want this?" Jordan looks at me pouting. This is when I realize what is going on. I smile and move to her.
"Of course, I want to my queen," I coo at her and grab her wrists and pin them behind her head. My hands are burning from touching her, but I fight through it. I start leaving kisses all along her neck and pause where my canines are supposed to sink into her neck. Jordan lets out a throaty moan and I can smell her arousal.
I kiss up and towards the middle of her throat. My canines extend and I bite into her throat and rip it out. Her eyes fill with pain and she struggles before the life is finally drained out of her. I drop the muscle and flesh from my mouth and let out a howl of victory.