The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Oberon's POV.

She watches heatedly, licking her lips, as I push down my trousers. I free my cock and pull it out, enjoying the way her eyes widen at the size of it.

She bites her bottom lip, and I can tell she wants to touch me, maybe even suck me.

'What is it you want, little mate' I ask.

My voice is raspy with how turned on I am. My mate tugs on the chains and tries to take a step towards me.

'Tell me,' I order her.

She groans in frustration and drops her head.

'You,' she snarls. 'I want you to fuck me.'

I don't need to be told twice.

I grab one of her thighs and pull it up, around my waist, opening her up to me. With my cock in my other hand, I rub myself against her pussy, getting it slick with her juices. It only takes a few strokes before her wetness coats me completely.

My eyes meet hers as I slowly push inside of her. Her big hazel eyes widen and watch me intensely. She moans and her lips part. She looks so fucking sexy as she takes my cock.

I stretch her out and she takes every single inch until I fill her completely.

Once I'm fully seated inside of her, I pause. She tries to wiggle her hips, desperate to get me to move. I grit my teeth and force myself to remain still.

'More,' she whines impatiently.

'Look at me, Phoebe.'

Those perfect hazel eyes meet mine and nothing else matters.

I force myself to concentrate. I need to reassure her.

'I won't try and control you. I won't tell you what you can and can't wear. I won't tell you who you can and can't hang out with. I will respect you to make your own decisions.'

She swallows hard, taking in my words with wide eyes.

'More,' she repeats.

I chuckle and lift her other leg. She's very flexible, she lifts her knees up to her chest, opening herself fully for me. I pin her between myself and the wall and when I've got her exactly where I want her, I begin fucking her.

I pound into her, supporting myself on the wall whilst I hold her leg with my other hand. I grit my teeth, trying to focus on her pleasure and not how fucking hot and tight she is.

She leans her head back against the wall and moans loudly.

'Fuck!' She cries out.

Her body shakes and I realize she's coming already. Her already tight pussy clenches around me with an iron—like grip. Her body shudders and the sexiest moans escape her lips.

I can feel my own climax nearing and my gums ache. My incisors start to lengthen with the urge to mark her.

'Who do you belong to' I demand she answer. My voice barely sounds like my own. 'Who'

She looks at me, her eyes wide with lust and desire. She doesn't answer, only bites that fucking bottom lip.

'Who do you belong to' I ask again. I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat.

Her eyes roll back in pleasure, and she comes again on my cock.

'Submit,' I order, squeezing her throat in warning.

'You!' She cries out. 'I'm yours.'

She turns her head to the side, submitting completely. She offers her neck to me, and I don't deny her. I bury my face in her neck and find the right spot. Then, I sink my teeth into the sensitive skin, marking her.

We climax together, clawing at each other like animals as pleasure consumes us.

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'How is she' Paige asks as I lead her down the steps to the cells.

'She's a bit tired, she's just recovering,' I tell her.

Paige nods sympathetically. 'It was a big night; we drank a lot.'

I chuckle. 'Oh, she's sober now. What I meant is, she's recovering from being marked.'

Paige's eyes widen and her lips part in shock.