The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Phoebe's POV.

I knock on the office door. I twist the handle and enter when Oberon calls out.

He is seated at his desk, but he stands up when I walk in. He smiles at me and opens his arms as a silent invitation for me to come over. I cross the room in a few steps and step into his arms.

I wrap my arms around my waist as he holds me close to him. I rest my face on his chest and listen to his steady heartbeat thumping in my ear.

'How did things go with your sister' He asks me.

He sits down and pulls me onto his lap, as if it is the most natural thing in the world.

'Good, thanks,' I reply. 'You probably have worked out that we don't have the easiest relationship in the world.'

He shrugs, but I know he is just being polite. 'I sensed a little tension. Is it because you are twins Do your parents compare you a lot'

I scrunch up my nose.

'I guess being twins doesn't help. They don't compare us, but I know that, recently, they have wished that I acted more like Paige.'

'How have you been acting recently, then'

I can hear the curiosity in his voice, and I grimace. I'm not proud of who I have been the last few months.

'I won't go into too much detail,' I tell him, knowing that he probably doesn't want to hear about my ex. 'But I had a very toxic relationship with Harrison. He controlled me and my life. It took weeks for me to work up the courage to leave him and even longer to actually get out of his control.'

Oberon holds me tightly, his hands gripping me as though Harrison might barge in now and try to take me away from him.

'I was…I guess, traumatized, from it all. My family wanted me to talk about it, but that made it worse for me, which is perverse, I know. They've been nagging at me to see someone about it or to be with them more, but I've been avoiding them.'

My mate's eyes soften, and he brushes my hair back from my face.

'Why have you been avoiding them Just so you didn't have to talk about it'

I shrug. 'Not just that. I guess I feel as though I've let them down in some way…I let myself down by staying in that relationship for too long. I should have left at the first red flag. I feel as though I've disappointed them.'

'I don't know your family, Phoebe, but I guarantee that you have not disappointed them.'

'I know it's irrational to think that way, but I've kinda been in my own head recently. Until I met you. Marking me helped to clear things up in my mind.'

He grins at me. 'Glad I could help.'

'You know.' I turn towards him, straddling his lap and hooking my arms around his neck. 'You could help me in other ways.'

'Oh, yeah Like how'

I smirk at him. 'Sexually.'

He smirks back at me. 'I'm sure I can.'

His lips meet mine in a passionate kiss. I kiss him ardently, tangling my fingers in his hair and grinding on his lap.

He growls at the back of his throat and pushes his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss. I tug on his hair and bite his bottom lip. Our tongues collide and rub against each other, building us up into a frenzy.

In a fumbled blur of hands and clothes, we strip each other of our clothing. All that remains is Oberon's shirt and my bra, but he disposes of that quickly.

Stark naked on his lap, he helps me line his cock up with my entrance and sink down onto him. I moan at the exquisite feeling of him filling me. There's some mild discomfort but it vanishes as soon as I start moving.

Bracing myself with my hands on his shoulders, I start riding him on the chair. He grunts and throws his head back. He holds my hips, helping me lift myself up and down.

We both moan at the feeling of him sliding in and out of my pussy. It's indescribable.

'Oberon,' I moan his name. 'I'm going to come.'