Blue meets Brown: The mate's mark

Chapter 5

*FLASHBACK*

“Madz, you’ve had enough to drink. You need to go home before your dad freaks out; this is his special night.” Charlie, my best friend.

“You are kidding right? Every night has been ‘special’ for him since he met that tramp. Besides, I want another drink. It’s not every night that your dad marries a woman young enough to be a sister”.

“Fine, just don’t move, I’m going to the bathroom. I will be right back”. Says Charlie before she trots off.

I turned towards the bar, the music is loud, and the lights are flashing – before I knew it, I did a 360-degree swirl and headed towards the floor. I fell, expecting to hit the floor, but the pain never came. Instead, a pair of strong arms grabbed me around the torso.

“Woah there muscles, hands off” I laughed/shouted at the tall muscular figure that was gripping my waist so tightly. I couldn’t see him properly because my vision was a little blurry and the flashing lights – nothing to do with the alcohol at all… I could tell he was hot as hell. He had a strong aura about him, and his muscles were clinging to his suit. His smell was especially mouthwatering, but I couldn’t put together what it was. Probably because all my senses were dulled by alcohol.

“Is that how you greet every stranger who helps you?” asked muscles.

“Nope, just the arrogant ones”.

“And how do you know I’m arrogant?”

“I have a sixth sense of these sorts of things. Now will you please let go of me. I think I can stand on my own two feet” I say as I push him off me.

I take one more look at the muscles, and beeline to the bar. I waited patiently, trying to get the attention of the busy bartender. No such luck. I look over my shoulder and then to my side to make sure no one is looking. I grab the bottle closest to me, and will one last look, I take a very large gulp. Whiskey, my least favorite, but it’s strong and sharp, it’ll do the trick.

“Has anyone ever told you that stealing is bad?”

“It’s not stealing if your dad has already paid for it. Besides, can’t you tell? I’m celebrating”.

“Not a fan of the bride? Me neither”.

“That is none of your business”, I half laughed as I took yet another large gulp.

“I think you’ve had enough”, he says as he forcefully removes the bottle from my hands and takes a gulp himself. I watch in awe as his Adams apple bobs up and down. He’s finishing the bottle!

“Who do you think you are!” I shouted at him. Just as the words leave my mouth, I feel Charlie behind me, she’s whispering something in my ear. I can’t really make out what she is saying over my rage at this ridiculously arrogant man. I’m sure she said something about him being an Alpha, or something along those lines.

I don’t care though. I shrugged her off and pushed him aside and went outside for some fresh air.

The moment I leave the venue and step outside, the cold air can be seen when I breathe out and chills run up my spine. I take a deep breath, angry. But, not at the stranger, but at this ridiculous event. I laughed at myself.

“Tut tut, a young woman such as yourself should know better than to come outside unprotected. Especially one that has drunk her own body weight in alcohol”.

“You, again. I can take care of myself”.

“Is that so”. Suddenly, he rushes at me and presses me against the wall off the side of the front entrance, slightly shielded by the shadow of darkness.

“What… are you doing?”.

“Taking what is mine, he breathes into my ear. Tell me no, if you want me to stop”.

“I… I…”

He grabs the back of my head forcefully, but it doesn’t hurt. Brown eyes meet my blue ones. In that second, the world seemed to stop. He kisses me, and instantly I’m putty in his hands. Heat flows from my mouth, down my body and rests between my legs. His nostrils flare as he tries to gain entry to my mouth with his tongue. Only deepening the ongoing kiss. I grant him entry, our tongues dance together in a perfect rhythm.

His hands wander down my waist, and then back up to my chest. He’s exploring my body with his large hands. I don’t complain, I simply let him explore. I settle my hands around his neck, showing I am willing to accept whatever he gives me. This seemed to please him. Before I know what is happening, he stops kissing me and turns me around, so my face is against the wall and my back to him.

With swollen red lips, “what… What’s going on”.

“Hush, there is someone out here”. We can hear distant voices, just general conversation, but it appears they are staying out here, as one of the voices has just lit a cigarette.

My heart is pounding, not at the thought of being caught, but because of what is going on. My mind is racing at the possibilities of what could happen if I continue to let my guard down around this man. But something inside of me is telling me to trust him.

His hand is down by my ankle. Slowly, he trails them up, so they are inside my dress. Making his way up my leg until he reaches my thong. Shivers and goosebumps are left in every area he has touched. Panting loudly, I sigh, “Shhh, they might hear you”. He continues to draw circles into my flesh as he makes his way through the fabric of my undies. He harshly shoves them aside, leaving me exposed.

“You smell delightful”. He says in a husky voice. My back is still turned to him, but I can feel he is breathing into my neck. “Tell me, have you done something like this before?”.

I don’t want to admit I am a virgin, so I fired a different question at him to throw him the of course. “Do you often take random women outside and assault them in this way?”.

He could feel him huff, but then he continued his assault on my p***y.

First, he stroked my c**t in merciful circles, occasionally gathering moisture from my entrance. I wiggled, wanting him to enter me. His fingers dipped in and out but never fully entered me. He withdrew and backed away from me, leaving me a shivering mess against the wall. I turned to face him.

“You never answered my question”. He spoke with a smug look on his face. That arsehole, he was teasing me because I didn’t answer him. Unsure why, but I answered him willingly, like a b***h in heat. I couldn’t help the worlds that left my mouth. I held my head up high, “Yes. I have done similar things in the past; I don’t have any shame. Besides, I’m sure you’ve had your fill of lustful nights with random bitches”.

Before I knew it, he took my hand and rushed me towards the hotel across the venue grounds. I could swear I heard a growl leave his lips as he made me follow him.

The moment we enter his hotel suite, and the door closes, he rushes at me again. This time he lifts me up and smashes my arse down on the desk. “I will make you feel things you’ve never experienced before. I will make you forget each kiss you’ve had, every touch you have felt, every man you’ve had. Do you consent?”.

“Y-Yes”. That was all that was needed. Instantly he was between my legs, throwing the fabric of the dress aside so he could see my thong. He pulls them off, exposing my slick c*nt. I felt vulnerable under his sharp gaze, but oddly, it was comforting. He licks his lips as he stares at me, dipping his head so that we are at eye level. He takes one knee and then shoves his head between my legs. My back hits the desk hard, and I moan as he eats me out. His tongue licking up and down, and in merciful circles. I needed something to grab, so I grabbed his hair. This only seems to encourage him more. He is pressing a finger towards my entrance, and I hold my breath as he pushes it inside. He adds another finger and starts pumping them in and out at a speed not known to man as he nibbles on my c**t.

I feel myself coming undone, the tense sensation building up in my core and expanding to the rest of my body. I started moving my hips, grinding against his face. Almost at the point of no return, he pulls out of me and lifts me off the table and turns me around doggy style. Unsure of what he was doing, I got nervous. I hear him unzip his pants… one hand on my back and the other lining himself up. I panic…

“WAIT” I shouted at him. He growls but stops instantly and backs away from me. I get off the desk unsteadily, still feeling the effects of the alcohol, and turn to him. I can’t meet his eyes, but not because his aura is pulsing heavily, but because I am embarrassed. “T-the truth is… I haven’t done this before. I mean, I’ve tried a few things… but I’ve never gone the whole way. I-I’m a virgin”.

He takes a step back from me. Oh great, I’ve made myself look like an i***t. He runs his hand down his face and then looks back at me. I feel shy, so I brush my dress back down, covering myself completely and wiping the sweat off my forehead made by his intense fingering. I start to leave, but he grabs my hand and turns me back towards him, a smile on his lips.

“Don’t leave” was all he said as he slowly started to walk me over to the bed. “Is this, OK? We can stop whenever you say”. I simply nodded at him. Lips parted and eyes hooded as I tried to adjust to his sudden change in behavior. I stand in front of the men, he’s behind me. He brushes my hair to the side and slowly unzips my dress, letting it fall to the ground and leaving me in my underwear – luckily, I wore a matching set. He turns me around, and looks at me, lust and something else in his eyes. He sits me back gently and places light kisses down my legs, pulling my heels off my feet. I seductively push back onto the bed so that my back is against the pillows. He uses this as his cue to undress. He pulls his pants down and reveals his long hard member. It’s HUGE.

Noticing me looking at him, he asks me if I am sure and I say yes. He climbs onto the bed, coming over towards me, he pulls my undies down my legs and smiles. Still wet from earlier, he hovers over me and kisses me gently. Lining himself up once again against my entrance, I felt his c**k. Continuing to kiss me, he pushes inside slightly but then stops, deepening the kiss. I try to adjust to him, but he is so huge that it’s uncomfortable. Just when I think I am getting used to it, he pushes further in. My breath hitches, he stops kissing me to look at me, sympathy in his eyes as he knows he is hurting me. Letting my hands wander down his torso, I look back at him to tell him it’s OK and that I am OK. Once more, he pushes further in, the smell of copper fills the room as I yelp.

After a few moments, he pulls out slightly but not all the way, keeping a steady but patient rhythm. He continues to lay light kisses on my forehead, cheek and lips, always checking for signs that I want him to stop. I didn’t want him to see me as this vulnerable person, so I chose to deepen the kiss and shift slightly so I could try and decrease the pain. Over time, the pain lessons and pleasure increased. I moan, which brings a smile to his lips. He uses one arm to hold himself up, and the other trails down my stomach and rests on my c**t. He’s drawing circles into it, and I can feel my body coming alive again. Electrical pulses vibrate through my body as I feel my orgasm nearing.

“Faster, please” I manage to choke out, which pleases him. He increases his speed, and I can feel him throbbing inside of me. He is close to cumming. My legs begin to shake, my breathing increases and the feeling in my body intensifies. I break into a cold sweat, wiggling around, I tighten my grip on his waist, trying to steady myself. His movements are getting wilder, and less controlled. I scream, and he releases his c*m inside me just as I let my orgasm rip through me.

After a few moments of just laying there together, catching our breaths, he moved off me. c*m and blood drips out of me, laying claim to the white bedsheets, but I don’t care. The rush of losing my virginity and the alcohol in my system makes me drowsy. As I lay there, my eyes heavy from fatigue, I hear him whisper “Mine” before drifting off to sleep.

*END OF FLASHBACK*.