Beta's Mark: In the Eye of the Mafia

Chapter 8:My first Night

[Blair's POV]

His amber eyes stared at me with uncertainty, worry etched into every line. The wolf that had been inside him was still there, just slightly subdued, but now it was more than willing to come out whenever he needed it. His brown hair covered part of his face as he stared back at me. It was so soft to touch, like an angel's halo.

A gentle smile played across his lips for only a moment before they morphed into an exasperated pout. “Don't play with my patience,” he whined quietly. I laughed lightly and nuzzled his cheek softly. The smile grew. “Don't laugh at me,” he muttered against my shoulder. I kissed the sensitive skin of his neck. “It's not funny.” A shiver rippled through him. He ran his hand up my thigh in slow circles until it reached the apex of my thighs, where it began caressing its way toward my v****a.

“Ooh, you're getting very naughty,” I whispered, teasingly. I moved my leg to rest over his hip. He groaned as my weight settled on top of him. “Doing it without asking is bad manners. We should take responsibility for our actions.” I looked at him coyly and his mouth parted in surprise. “Unless you don't mind…” I trailed off suggestively, trailing kisses up his jawline. I leaned down so that I could whisper my next sentence against his ear. “I'm ready for a little action tonight, though.”

The blush creeping up from his chest to his ears told me everything I needed to know about whether or not he wanted to take responsibility for his actions tonight. And the way his hands were already roaming around under my shirt confirmed my guess that he was ready. My wolf whimpered again in anticipation. He rolled onto his side suddenly, pulling me along with him. He wrapped his arms tight around me and sucked my neck leaving a little blue mark.

My nose pressed against his ear as I breathed heavily in his ear. He stroked over my breast. “Maybe we can go slower,” he said, breathlessly, but his words were lost in a hungry moan when I licked over his pulse and bit him gently. The pain made us both gasp. He grabbed handfuls of my hair and squeezed as my hips rocked forward. The wolf yipped loudly and my body convulsed around it.

“Shhh…it's okay, sweetheart,” he murmured into my neck, kissing the bite mark, then sucking on my throat to leave more marks. "I love you," he whispered, soothingly, running fingers through my long black hair, but I couldn't help moaning again at the feeling of having such gentle hands in my hair. I gasped as he lifted me up and pushed me onto my stomach with one arm. He unzipped my skirt and began stroking over the bare flesh of my bottom while he slid his tongue over the bite mark on my ass. The wolf howled its approval, sending vibrations through the air.

My body felt like it had been coated in lava. I closed my eyes and breathed out shakily when I felt him lick over the bite mark again. “Yes...Ohh…fuck…” He gently tugged on my panties until they were down around my hips and he slipped one hand inside them before sliding another along the length of me. His large hand covered the entirety of my p***y and I arched my back.

My head fell back against the pillows of his bed as he slowly pushed two fingers inside of me, spreading out over the sensitive nerves. His thumb rubbed circles across the small bud of pleasure that was forming right under his thumb. “Oh, darling…this feels so good for your first time.” He leaned forward so he could suck on a n****e while he continued stroking inside of me. I groaned at the feeling of his mouth and tongue, pushing my hips up off of the bed to meet his pace. He licked the tip of my breast before sucking it into his mouth. His fingers were still in me, working their way deeper into me. I could feel myself getting close to orgasm.

When he pulled his fingers out and spread my legs wide. “s**t, you are so tight…you can come if you want…” His warm breath tickled my ear. I let out a loud moan. The pressure in my ass building slowly until finally he slid his c**k deep inside me. My legs began to shake from my orgasm as my whole body shook from the effort to hold myself together. I reached for him and put my arms around his neck but he just smiled. “Let your arms go, sweetheart, you’re going to hurt yourself by trying too hard. It’s okay if you want to be rough now. It doesn’t matter what I think.”

His eyes danced between my face and the bed. “You’re beautiful, baby. You deserve everything you could ever want. Let me love you,” he whispered as he pulled his c**k out of me. I groaned. “Don’t do that to me…”

His lips curled into a smile. “Do what, my little flower?”

"That," I pouted at him, and he just laughed at my childish antics. "What do you think I should call you?" I asked after a moment. I needed to feel like this was real, even if I couldn’t see past the haze clouding my mind.

"We have plenty of time." He kissed his way up to my lips and then licked my swollen mouth. "And don’t stop touching me, even when we're done. Just keep touching me everywhere you can and let me do all the work. You need to feel like you are on top and in control of what’s happening between us, not me." He took my wrists and pinned my arms above my head as he pressed his body onto mine. He lifted me up on his thighs and wrapped my legs around him, positioning me exactly where he wanted me. "So I am in charge, remember?" He said in my ear. My body trembled as he started moving inside me once more.

"This isn't about giving me s*x; it's about giving me something I've dreamed about. And I will never take advantage of you because it would only make things difficult when you're gone. But you have to remember that I'll always want you to give me more than just s*x," he said softly. I could hear the sincerity behind his words. I was beginning to relax.

He kissed along my jawline and neck, leaving light kisses on each of my spots before pulling back and looking into my eyes. There was an intensity behind them that made my stomach flip. I swallowed heavily and bit my bottom lip. My n*****s hardened under his touch, and he moaned softly, pressing his erection into my core. I bucked up off him and tried to pull away, but he grabbed my hips and held me steady. "Relax…." His hand traveled down to my buttocks again, squeezing as he slowly eased himself into my core. I whimpered softly as the sensation intensified.

My nails dug into his shoulders, and I clamped my thighs tighter around his waist as our mouths connected. Our tongues dueled, and my toes curled with the intense desire that coursed through every nerve of my body. The heat between us was unbearable. Every thrust sent waves of pure ecstasy throughout me. He pushed deeper and faster, pounding harder into me, and I could feel the hot spurt of c*m pooling beneath him. "Ohhhh…" I cried out as I felt myself exploding again. "Nnnngh…sh*t!"

We both collapsed on the mattress, and he rolled onto his side. Our bodies were completely sated, and sweat coated us both. "How was it?" he finally asked. "Good," I said and took a deep breath. I was feeling saved and relaxed in his arms, and I know one day my father will also understand him and accept him. I closed my eyes and started listening to the rhythms of his heart. It was slow but regular. He was fast asleep, and I knew better not to disturb him. I snuggled closer to his chest, hoping the warmth he gave off would keep me safe in my dreams. My legs were heavy and tired, but I sighed happily and relaxed further into him as his heartbeat lulled me to sleep.