The Daughters of Gold and Silver

15. His dorm

We stumble through Marcus’s dorm, ripping off our clothes and knocking s**t over.

“f**k, you’re beautiful.” My cheeks flush at his praise.

“You’re not too bad looking yourself.” I tease and rake my nails down his now naked chest. I’m in my bra and panties and he’s in his red boxer briefs. I know he wants me, I can tell by the tent in the front of his pants.

“I want to see all of you.” He husks as he cups my breast.

“Marcus, I want to be honest with you.” I remove his hand and intertwine our fingers. He steps closer to me and caresses my cheek.

“Nothing can change the way I see you.” My lips twist into a frown.

“I’m not a virgin.” I avoid his gaze as I say the words and I wait and I wait, but doesn’t say anything. I bring my eyes back to his to see his brows pulled together in confusion.

“Okay?” He says like it’s no big deal.

“Did you hear me?” Now it’s my turn for my brows to pull together.

“Loud and clear.” He chuckles lightly as he continues to caress my face.

“And you don’t care?” I tilt my head to the side as I stare at him.

“I’m a vampire, baby, we’re known to be whores.” I can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of me.

“I’m sorry, being raised by wolves is different. You’re looked down on if you don’t save yourself for your mate.” I never felt the need to keep my virtue since I decided I never wanted a mate.

“I’m sure things are different for male wolves.” Marcus rolls his eyes.

“You’d be correct.” I frowned and lowered my eyes. Marcus placed a finger under my chin and titled my head backward.

“I started screwing around when I was fifteen. I’ve f****d more people than I can count. It would be wildly hypocritical of me to judge you for doing exactly what I’ve already done.” My eyes soften as I gaze up at him. I’m starting to understand more and more why the Goddess chose Marcus for me.

“Calm down, buddy, I’ve only f****d three people.” I laughed as I playfully smacked his chest.

“You know I always hated odd numbers, why don’t we make it four?” His hand snakes down and swats my ass hard. I moan as I press myself against him. His mouth crashes with mine and he’s lifting me into his arms. As I’m thrown on his bed my body feels like it’s on fire as it collides with his. Tingles and sparks play across my skin. I’m addicted to his touch, I need more, I need all of him. I yank my bra off and push down my panties. Marcus pauses and looks down at me.

“n****e piercings?” He smiles as he plays with the black chrome bars that decorate my n*****s. I lean up and press my lips to his ear.

“That’s not the only thing that's pierced.” His eyes widen as he leans back to gaze down at my body. His eyes stop on my pierced belly button.

“Keep going.” I encourage him and wiggle my hips. He’s sliding down my body until he stops at my freshly waxed p***y. His fingers graze over my Christina piercing causing a shudder to run down my spine. He leans forward and kisses my hairless mound.

“Can I show you something?” He murmurs against my p***y.

“Yes.” I breathe as my heart pounds in my chest. He straightens up and looks in my eyes as he slides down his boxers. I gasp when I see the silver ring that pops out of his urethra.

“Prince Albert? My man has taste.” He gives me a cocky smirk as he strokes himself.

“So I’m your man now?” He bites his lip and leans down, covering my body with his.

“Yes and after tonight everyone will know who you belong to.” I growl as I flip us over so I’m straddling his waist.

“Then quit teasing me, you little minx.” He grabs my hips and helps position me over his hard length. His c**k ring teases my piercing, sending a shiver up my spine. I moan as his c**k slides across my lower lips. I grip his hands and hold them above his head. I gaze into his blood red eyes as I take his length into my tight hole.

“Holy fuck.” He groans as my hole grips his length. I sink all the way down until our bodies are flush with one another. I release his wrists and plant my hands firmly on his chest. His hands come up to caress my ass as I begin bouncing on his throbbing length.

“f**k you feel so good.” I moan out as I toss my head back. In the blink of an eye he has me on my back and he’s thrusting into me. I can feel his piercing rubbing deep inside of me. It’s so pleasurable it’s almost painful. One of his hands wraps around my throat as he pounds into me. I can feel my orgasm approaching. My gums tingle and my teeth elongate. I grip him by the shoulders and yank him down to me. I kiss and lick the skin connecting his neck to his shoulder. He leans forward and brushes my hair to the side to do the same. Right as my orgasm hits I sink my teeth into his marking spot. He marks me at the same time and it feels like I’m floating. Our bodies twitch as they c*m. I feel his thick c*m shooting into his as my p***y contracts and mills him. This is it, Marcus Driscoll is forever mine.