The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 1

Book 1 Chapter 44

After receiving this silent confirmation, he closes the gap between our lips and my eyes fall closed. His hands press firmly against my back, holding me against his chest. I feel so safe and protected at this mo ment, so blissfully happy. His lips are soft and compelling as they move against my own, kissing me in a way that makes me feel wanted and cared for.

We both jump as the front door opens, I drop my phone in surprise and it clatters to the ground. I barely have time to process that the screen might be damaged, because Seb, who has opened the door, sees us and screams, which in turn causes both Eli and I to jump again.

What the fuck are you doing just standing out here? Nearly killed me, he pants, placing his hand over his heart.

You nearly killed us! Scared me half to death,’ I retort, trying to calm down my erratic breathing. I look down at my phone on the tiles, face-up, screen unblemished. As I reach down to pick it up, Eli does also, we collide in the middle and our foreheads bash together. I yelp and fall backward onto the ground; Eli reaches out and catches me just before my bum hits the path.

‘Ouch, I mutter as he pulls me up and I rub my throbbing forehead.

‘Sorry about that, he laughs, reaching down and picking up my phone before handing it to me.

So what are you doing at the door?’ Eli asks, drawing my attention back to Seb, who is still standing there with his hand on his chest.

‘I left my wallet in the car, Aria wants a takeaway, what were you two doing on the doorstep?’ He ques tions, Eli and I share an embarrassed look and I push past him into the house.

‘Nothing, I hear Eli mumble as I peek my head around the corner to find Aria on the sofa watching tv.

“Have a good night? She asks and I give her a quick nod and hurry upstairs before I do anything else embarrassing.

I lay in bed later that night, staring up at the ceiling and replaying our kiss over and over in my head. Meeting Elijah has been a hectic whirlwind, but now, I’m so happy where things are heading

By ten o’clock the next morning, we are back in Eli’s car, on our way to the beach house. It doesn’t take long to get there, and instead of going straight to the house, Eli parks in town and we grab some lunch.

We chat the whole, turning a quick lunch into a two-hour meal, it’s strange to get on so well with a guy, like a best friend, but still fancy him so much.

When we return to the beach house, we spend some more time sunbathing and messing about in the water, then Eli leaves me to go inside and start prepping our dinner.

It’s so sweet of him to cook for us.

When I eventually come back into the house, I find the kitchen empty, but the oven is on, and some thing smells delicious.

‘Eli? I call out, I check all the rooms and find them empty too, so I go upstairs.

‘Eli?’ I try again as I reach the landing, his bedroom door is slightly ajar, so I push it open and step in side.

‘Jesus, I whisper as he emerges from the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, and

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jumps as he sees me standing by his door.

I’m sorry, I was looking for you, I quickly apologize, looking anywhere but his barely-covered crotch.

‘It’s fine, you just scared me that’s all, he smiles and grabs a towel from the dresser and begins drying his hair.

‘Here, let me he offers, 1 keep my eyes firmly on our feet as he comes over. I’m acutely aware of how naked he is, despite being around him in swimwear the past few days, this just feels so much more. He be gins tying the bow, but he pauses. I look up at him to see what’s wrong, and he leans in to kiss me, I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my dry body to his damp chest. His hands weave into my hair, holding my head in place as he kisses me, his tongue teasing mine.

At some point, my bikini bottoms slip through my hands and slide down to my ankles and I hear his towel drop to the floor just before I feel his bare, hot thighs against my own. 

He gazes down at me, desire and affection swirling in his eyes, my heart clenches at the sight. He leans down again to kiss me, before he can, I reach down and grab him, wrapping my hand around him and slowly pumping up and down. His fingers dig into my hips and his eyes fall closed as I take my time plea suring him.

‘Yes?‘ I reply innocently, smiling up at him, he closes the gap between our lips. He pushes my hands away, pushing his tongue into my mouth before I can protest. I feel his fingers between my legs, checking to ensure I am ready. He rubs his blunt tip against me and then pushes inside.

Guess we‘re skipping the foreplay then.

My gasps are masked by our kiss, but my nails dig into his shoulders as he buries himself inside of me.

‘You‘re so tight, he hisses, withdrawing and then pushing in deeper. I can’t even form a reply, all I can do is moan and clench my legs around his waist, urging him deeper.

‘You‘re mine Alena, you are my everything, I’m so happy I found you,’ he whispers sweet words in my ear as the pleasure grows. Just as we reach our blissful peak, he bites down on my neck, increasing the eupho ria tenfold. As I come down from the high, I realize that he bit my neck, and it did feel good.

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