Chapter 6: Marked
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Perseus
I gritted my teeth as I glared at her. I was on top of her, and I could feel my heart racing.
My mind can’t process what’s going on. Why am I feeling this way towards this slave?
Is she casting a spell on me?
“Answer my question, slave. Or, you want me to strangle your neck?” I warn her, not removing my intense glare at her.
Instead of trembling in fear, she smirked at me. “I have a much better idea than strangling my beautiful neck, Alpha.” She seductively said that while giving me access to her delectable neck.
I growl.
What’s happening to me?
Why am I having these kinds of thoughts towards this slave?
I have to pull myself together. I shouldn’t be thinking like this.
“You can have a taste of it, My Alpha,” she whispers in my ear. Making me freeze.
Closing my eyes tighter is my way of stopping myself because I’m starting to lose control.
“As your master, I’m ordering you to answer my damn question, slave.”
“I already answered that question before. I am your future Luna.”
“You are really testing my temper, slave. Don’t blame me for what I’m going to do.”
“What are you gonna do?” she asked as if daring me more instead of being scared.
“Who really are you woman? What’s your intention coming here in my pack?”
“You already know, Alpha. I have said it so many times since I arrived here. My intention in coming in here is to be your luna.”
“Who are you to be my luna? Do you have what it takes to be my mate?”
“Of course! I have all it takes to be your mate, my Alpha.” Her finger traces my jaw line.
I’m avoiding looking at her plump red lips. But it seems that there is a magnet pulling me towards it.
“You are just a slave,” I muttered. Convincing myself rather than her.
“This slave will be your luna.” Her fingers that are tracing my jaw line are now on my neck, going down my chest, then to my navel—making me lose the last straw of my temper.
I found myself devouring her luscious lips. I felt that she became tense, but after a while, she was already responding to my kisses.
My inner wolf growls. He's been waiting for this moment. It's just that I'm concealing him.
“You’ve been warned, slave.” And just like that, I tore all the fabric in her body, exposing all of her to my eyes.
I saw her mouth gape in shock. And tried to cover herself with the blanket. But I throw it away.
“What? Are you ashamed of yourself now?” I asked catching my breath.
“I have nothing to be ashamed of. But it was the first time my body got exposed to a man.”
I was stunned for a moment. But her blushing face added fuel to the heat I'm feeling right now.
I attacked her lips again while touching every inch of her body. I am supposedly rough and merciless, but something inside me urges me to be gentle with her.
She looks so helpless underneath me. But at the same time, it seems that she likes what I'm doing to her body. Making me lose all my inhibitions.
“Don’t blame me for what I’m going to do to you, woman. Because you ask for it.” I growl in her ear and continue exploring her body.
I started gently but her moans and groans made me shift my pacing and become wild.
“Alpha. . . ”
“Don’t dare ask me to stop,” I hissed.
“I won’t do that. I’m all yours, my Alpha. You can do everything you want to my body. Hah— ” She caught her breath when I pressed one of her temples and put the other one in my mouth.
“Aaahh. . . My Alpha. . . You’re so great. Aaahh. . .”
I grinned, then continued with what I was doing. My hands started to travel from her breasts down to the middle of her thighs, making her moan louder.
Feeling her wetness down there made me continue what I’m doing, then I started ravaging her.
Our moans and groans filled the room and I don’t care if they are hearing us. All that matters right now is what I’m feeling and want.
“F*ck!” I cursed when I discovered that it was her first time.
“P-please. . . My Alpha, don’t stop. Please. . . ” she pleaded.
“Ugh! Don’t blame me for this!” I snarl at her before continuing to claim her.
I’m not gentle in bed nor in battle. But right now, I was hesitant to be all out. Especially when I saw those tears run down her face.
But she asked for it. I didn't force her. She seduced me and I rejected her so many times. And he pushed my limit.
When I felt that she was already adjusted to my pace, I decided to go all in. Until I didn’t realize that I had claimed her so many times that night.
I woke up the next morning disoriented, and I was in awe when I saw the aftermath of what we had done last night.
“What have you done?” I muttered to myself.
Her room looked so disheveled.
Her things and our clothes were scattered everywhere.
The pillows, blanket, and even the lampshade get ruined. The walls, her bed, and the cabinet have scratches.
When I looked at her beside me she was sleeping soundly. She seems so exhausted. But what really got me is not the beauty I am seeing right now. But the fact that I claimed her last night.
No! It is not just that.
I marked her!
Feeling frustrated I comb my hair with my hands, now that I come to my senses. I can’t believe I have done that.
“What were you thinking?” I growl.
“Regretting marking her?” my inner wolf inquired.
“Why didn’t you stop me?”
“You know that I wanted to do that the first time we saw her.”
I growl at my inner wolf.
"Now that you have already marked her, does that mean that she is our mate?”
“No!”
“Why not?”
“She is a slave.”
“Does it matter to you?”
“I won’t fall for whatever she is planning against me.” I closed my fist and gave her a last glance before I stormed out of her room.
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