The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Rian's POV.

After we manage to get dressed and sort ourselves out, we climb out of the car and let the breakdown guy check out the damage. He takes some notes, checks Adriana's engine and lets us go.

I refuse to let Adriana drive almost an hour back home and insist on her staying with me. She drives close behind me, following me back to my flat.

Once there, I give her a change of clothes —my clothes— and set about making dinner for us.

During the meal, I invite her to the family dinner tomorrow. I want my parents to meet her and no doubt, they will be buzzing to meet her.

Later on in the evening, she gets into bed next to me. We talk and cuddle some more, discussing what will happen.

'It's your choice, honestly, but I'm happy for you to move in here,' I tell her.

She chews on her bottom lip, considering it.

'I don't really like my apartment. I've been looking for somewhere new…'

'Perfect. That settles it, then.'

We talk some more about her moving in and after, a comfortable silence settles between us. I lay on my back, lazily drawing patterns on her bare arm as we cuddle.

'I wanted to mark you earlier,' I comment to her casually.

She looks up and smiles at me. 'So, did I. Could you tell by the way I was kissing your neck'

I chuckle and peck her forehead. 'Yes, I was doing it, too.'

'You know, you can mark me. If you were waiting for permission, here it is.'

I can't help but smile at that. 'Well, you can mark me, too.'

My sexy mate grins and sits up. She straddles my waist and runs her hands down my chest seductively. She leans down, giving me a great view of her breasts as the collar of her shirt hangs down and flashes me.

'You could mark me now…if you want' She says coyly.

She batters her eyelashes and that's all it takes for my control to snap. I grab a fistful of her hair and drag her head down to me. My lips land on hers and I kiss her with enthusiasm. She moans and kisses me back, moving her lips over mine.

The kiss turns heated quickly. She grinds against me, dragging her nails down my bare chest. I tighten my grip on her hair and squeeze one of her breasts through my t—shirt that she is wearing.

I want nothing more than to rip it off her, so that is what I do.

The sound of fabric tearing makes my mate jump. The cool air hits her skin and her nipples pebble instantly. She brushes the scraps of material free from her arms and then lunges herself at me.

Completely naked, she straddles me. Her hot core is pressing down on my boxers and making me wish I wasn't wearing them. I hook my thumbs in the waistband and shove them down. Adriana lifts up, helping me to get them off.

With no barriers between us, her wet pussy presses against my erection, laying on my stomach. She runs her labia up and down it. I swallow hard as I look at my cock, glistening with her juices.

If that isn't the hottest thing…

Adriana lifts up, grasps my cock and then sinks back down it. My fingers bite into her hips as she takes me into her body. I want to fill her faster. I try to thrust upwards, but she lifts up with a chuckle.

She forces us to go at her pace. I grit my teeth as she gradually lowers herself, taking my cock inch by inch. It's sweet torture. She's so hot, so tight. It's fucking heaven.

Finally, she takes me fully. I lay back and savor the feeling. My eyes snap open when she begins to ride me. Supporting herself with her hands on my chest, she raises up and lowers down on my cock. It slides in and out of her easily.

I let her have her fun for a while, I let her think that she's in control. When she starts to clench around me, letting me know that she is close, I take the opportunity to flip us both.

My mate lets out a squeak of surprise when her back hits the mattress. Still inside her, I pound into her before her brain has caught up. She stares up at me with wide eyes and parted lips. Her breasts shake on her chest, bouncing with each thrust and keeping me entranced.

I want her to come, so I reach down and rub her clit with my thumb. The little bundle of nerves is slippery with her wetness and slides easily beneath my touch. Adriana whimpers and presses her nails into my shoulders.