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"What?" Aliyah asked, all drowsiness cleared from her eyes as she stared at the man in front of her in shock.

Edward leaned back to look at her, that was not the reaction he expected from her. "You don't want to?" he asked, a little bit disappointed.

"No, no, not that, just..." she gulped and licked her lips. "It's just, why do you want me to do it now?"

Edward sighed and closed his eyes, "what happened tonight, if it weren't for Irene, I would have never found you or even if I did, it would have been too late. But if you had marked me, completing the bond, I would be able to feel you whether hurt or not." He opened his eyes then, "so, mark me and complete the bond."

"Do you really want me to?"

Edward smiled softly and climbed on top of her, supporting his weight with his hands on the bed as he looked at her. "I am the one asking, right?" he raised an eyebrow.

Aliyah bit her lip and looked away shyly. Just today she had wondered when her mark would sit on his neck like his on hers and now, he is just offering it to her?

"What is it?" Edward asked, reaching up to caress her face and slowly making her to look at him, "you don't want to?" he whispered, trying to act normal despite feeling the disappointment and pain crawling deep inside his bloodstream to his heart. "I can't have this night repeating itself Aliyah, Irene would not always be there to help and I will hate to depend on someone to save you. Do you understand?"

Aliyah looked deep into his eyes and he caressed her face with his fingertips. "Do you understand?" he repeated, his heart beating loud in his chest at what he was doing. If she marks him now, then there is no going back, he can't reject her anymore. Does he really want that? But as strange as it may sound or feel, he doesn't think he would want any other mate but his weak little wolf. "I want to know where you are at every moment, every minute and I don't need you to be in danger before I can do that. So," he turned his head aside, exposing his neck to her as he made his decision. "Mark me."

Aliyah licked her lips and she felt her teeth itching as she stared at his fair and smooth neck. She felt a stinging in her neck just as the heat from earlier started consuming her again. Her teeth kept itching but right before she could reach up to him, Edward turned and was kissing her again. She moaned softly and the stinging on her neck became sharper, the heat building inside her burned stronger and soon, she was wrapping her hands round his neck and kissing him back with more vigor.

Edward made a low guttural sound as he deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He left her lips after some seconds, burying his face on the crook of her neck and breathing in her rusty scent which he was surprised to find out that he actually loved. He kissed her neck, the fire inside him burning fiercer. Adrenaline of what happened tonight coupled with his fear of not getting to her on time made him demanding as his passion and desires sought to control him. His fangs elongated and he was sinking them into her neck right where his mark was.

Aliyah winced but in pleasure, soft pants escaped her lips as she welcomed the pain that came with him biting her, replenishing his bond on the mark. She felt her wolf growling inside her as she whispered, "mine," and reached for his neck, sinking her teeth into his soft smooth flesh. 'Mine,' her wolf repeated as she felt the energy leaving her.

Edward closed his eyes and moaned softly as he felt the bond snapping into place like a lost wire finally making the connection. He could feel her, her heart beat, the tension and the pleasure fighting to consume her and this time, he knew she could feel him too, every emotion that he felt and for once, he wasn't afraid to let her inside him, inside his thought.

"Edward..." Aliyah moaned right after placing her mark on him and he looked at her, his eyes a burning flame and his fangs elongated. She cupped his cheeks, not at all afraid of the sight she saw him in and just slammed her lips on his, moaning in pleasure at the contact with his soft lips. Her hands reached down to pull off his coat and he let her, and she was unbuttoning his shirt the next minute.

He tore open her shirt soon after, the buttons flying everywhere as he growled softly, his face burying on her neck once more as he breathes in her scent. He knew this was not just his desires or hers pushing them now but the mating marks forcing them to consummate the bond to bring the power to full effect.

He used his claw to cut her brassieres, pulling the cups down as he bent over and took a nipple in his mouth. She moaned and arched her body, giving him more access to cherish her. He reached down and unbuttoned her pants, and he released her momentarily to pull it and her underwear off her feet. He sat on his ankles and watched her, gulping at the sight of her. He has seen her naked a lot of times but nothing could compare to how beautiful she looked to him now.

He pulled his shirt out of his sleeves, his eyes not leaving her for one second as he climbed out of the bed to take off his pants. He went back to her in his naked glory and she nearly reached orgasm at the sight of him. How can a man be so beautiful?

"You are so beautiful," he whispered, tangling up with her. "I wonder why I didn't see that before," he kissed her, nibbling on her lower lip and thrusting his tongue into her mouth when she moaned as he joined their bodies. The pleasure shot through them like an electric shock and he held onto her, his eyes closed as he fought for control.

"Edward..." she moaned his name, driving him insane with how softly she called to him and he started to move, thrusting slowly at first before letting it all out. They both climaxed sometime after but in the next second, right after the euphoria of the orgasm passed, she was flipping him on the bed and sitting on him, kissing him as she rode him hard and wild.

They ended up sleeping in the early hours of the morning after tiring each other out the whole night and the woman in the other room sent a thankful prayer to the moon goddess in relief before closing her eyes and finally getting her most desired sleep.

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Aliyah opened her eyes with a soft moan and she glanced at the man still sleeping beside her. She smiled and remembering something, she searched his neck and stopped when she saw what she was looking for; her mating mark. Finally, after a long time, at long last she saw what her mating mark looks like. It was a black flower and it stood out very clearly on Edward's pale fair neck. She smiled and caressed the mark with her fingertips, the mark was unusual for a wolf but she guessed that it was so because she was not mated to a wolf.

She let her gaze linger to the man's sleeping face. Although she hated him the first time she met him after knowing what he was, the man's beauty had struck her so badly. Now watching him sleeping beside her, it was as if his beauty doubled over, or even tripled over.

She had a noise outside the room and finally brought herself to study her surroundings. The room looked like nothing of his palace and she frowned at the simplicity of it. There was someone outside the room, her ears were not deceiving her and so she climbed out of the bed, careful not to wake the sleeping man up and reached for her clothe only to discover that she can't wear her shirt anymore because someone wasn't easy on the buttons last night. She turned to glare at him on the bed and just sighed after, putting on her pants and his own shirt. She had to go without a bra because someone had cut it with his claw.

His shirt looked oversized on her but it was better than going out naked and also, she loved the smell of him all around her. Pulling open the door, she peeked out and the first thing she saw was black long hair and she frowned. A woman? She felt her wolf growling inside her but she chose to observe first before fighting. She walked out of the room, closing the door after her and walking towards the woman. She was mixing something in a big bowl on the table and her eyes widened in shock when she realized that she smelled like the woman last night. The realization jogging at her memory and she remembered the white-haired woman with neither green nor blue eyes.

She became wary immediately, her hand shape-shifting into her paw as she asked, "who are you?"

"Not a way to treat your host I will say," Irene said and turned to the young girl and Aliyah held her breath at the sight of the woman's beautiful face, however, she tried not to show it. "My vision didn't do you justice; you are a lot more beautiful in real life. No wonder you have him wrapped around your finger."

"That doesn't answer my question," Aliyah said, watching her warily.

"Temper, little one," Irene chuckled, "this is my house, you are the one intruding if it comes to that."

Aliyah frowned at that, her eyes scanned the whole room and when she saw the different tiny bottles filled with liquids, she finally understood where she was. "You are a witch."

"Aye, and you can call me Irene."