Double Claimed: Marked by two

What do I really want?

AVA



I heard it again, close to my face but this time it wasn't a growl, it was a chuckle, a light heartfelt chuckle. I opened my eyes, standing before me was Xavier Blackwood, naked with a huge grin on his face.

“You’re quite the brave one.” He teased, his hand on my chin.

“Xa... Xavier?” I stuttered, blinking my eyebrows furiously.

“Heard you were back, I had to see you.” He said, picking a pair of pants and sliding into them. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“How did you know I was going to be at the field?” I asked, voice low.

He walked over to the mat, picking up two glasses, he poured wine into them. “Just a haunch, it wasn't my first time out there though.” He said handing one to me but I declined, glaring at him.

“I get the fact that you're angry at me for everything. I've prepared all these, just to make you feel safe with me.” He spoke, his voice calm and somehow it did things I couldn't explain.

“I’m not mad at you or anything, it's just...just... I don't know.” I whispered, my heart betraying me, accepting his words when I should've ignored it.

“Ava.” His voice dropped, low enough to trap me. “How about we forget the past and focus on the present.” He leaned forward, his hot breath fanning against my neck.

“Xa...vier.” I whispered softly.

“Sorry.” He leaned backwards, apologizing.

We sat on the mat, staring at the moonlight. The silence engulfing us. I took a bite from the cupcake, it's vanilla flavour hitting the right spot in my mouth.

I turned to look at him and was moved aback with his sudden stare. His stare lingered, dangerous and wanting.

Slowly, he crept towards me, his hands on my waist, his grip tight.

He picked up one blueberry, putting it inside my mouth, he placed his lips on mine. The sweetness of the berry dancing in our mouths.

He leaned closer, his lips devouring mine as he sucked on my tongue, fighting for dominance.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso as he lifted me up. I broke the kiss, staring deeply into his eyes.

“Take me.” I whispered. That was the only confirmation he needed before taking me into the tent.

I shouldn't have wanted him, but desire doesn't ask for permission. I moaned into the kisses as he claimed it once more, laying me inside the tent. His lips found it's way to my neck, trailing kisses on it. He lifted my gown up as began to kiss my legs up to my thigh. I dipped my fingers into his hair, biting on my lips as I suppressed the moan.

He stared up at me, his eyes lingering with desire. He wanted me, he wanted to claim me as his.

In the rush of heat overwhelming us, we hurriedly took off our clothes. He nibbled on my belly button, licking and sucking on it. I couldn't hold the moan as it escaped from my lips. I shut my eyes as the overwhelming heat filled me up.

“Look at me.” His husky voice rang as he kissed my closed eyes. I flustered them open, staring deep into his eyes.

“I’ll be gentle.” He kissed my forehead, a shiver crawled up my spine as my stomach tightened.

Slowly, he widened my legs, eyes still on me as he guided his p***s to my hole and within seconds, I felt him penetrate, slow and gentle. I moaned, as his full length entered into me.

“You okay?” He asked, his voice calm.

Words couldn't come out from my mouth, I tried speaking but I couldn't. I only nodded my head giving him a go ahead.

Gently, he began to move in, thrusting back and forth, his hands on my waist as he roamed it.

He began to thrust deeper but still with a slow pace. I tilted my head backwards, as the pleasure hit the right spot.

“Xa...a...a” His name escaped my lips but as a moan. I bit my lower lip but the pleasure was still there, I didn't want him to stop.

“Mo...re...re” I moaned out, my hands clawing at his back. He hastened his pace, fast. My legs trembled at the speed with which he was pounding, hitting my g-spot.

“Pl...ea...se...” The words came out. He was really pounding it, thrusting in, my waist following the rhythm of his thrust.

“It’s... a...ab..ou..it.” I moaned, about to hit c****x

“Not yet, I'm not done.” His deep voice rang.

“Plea...se.” I pleaded, vibrating as my legs trembled. I didn't wait for his reply as I released on the floor, some as well caught onto his p***s.

I breathed out, he was still inside me, throbbing fast. He had increased his pace, my legs felt weak and with the last strength in me, I moaned out as he released his contents into me while some spilled on the floor.

Our breaths heavy, as the smell of sweat mixed with c*m filled the room. He pulled out, falling by my side. I placed my head on his chest as succumbing into the lingering sleep.

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I groaned, stretching my body. I looked around the tent but couldn't find a glimpse of Xavier. Hurriedly, I wore my dress and stepped out of the tent.

My cheeks heat up slowly, he sat outside puffing out on his smoke.

“Awake already?” His deep husky voice brought me snapped me back from imagination.

“I have to go.” I blurted out, my eyes on the floor.

I felt him stand up from the chair, he took gentle strides towards me. “Will you be alright?” He asked, cupping my cheeks. I nodded slightly.

“It was nice spending the night with you, Ava.” He leaned in, placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

I turned around, picked up my bow and arrow, following the same way I came. I ran back to the Dark moon pack. Different thought raced through my mind as I walked through the bushes.

What exactly do I want? Who do I want to be with? I should have refused both men at the onset but it was already too late.

I finally found my way back to the field and into Logan's house. It was still early in the morning, the huge yard was still empty except from the presence of few of the servants who have started their day.

I tiptoed to my room and gently turned the doorknob. My breath paused, there he stood inside my room, arms folded, eyes dark.

“Where have you been, Ava?” His words rang in my ear, sharp like the edge of a sword.