Page 43 of Marked

"Shhh," he said, and the shadows at his fingertips darkened, curling softly over her mouth. They formed against her mouth and the back of her head, creating a gag.

His face hovered close, a whisper away, as he lifted his body up and moved between her legs.

"I don't want him to hear you." he murmured, tracing his hands down her body and stopping at the waistband of her shorts.

She nodded, watching his eyes. He slipped his fingers in and pulled them down, kissing her neck, chest, and navel. "I missed you."

Blair cocked her head to the side and furrowed her eyebrows, nodding again.

Her eyes began to roll as his mouth traveled lower, his hands spreading her thighs as he lowered his lips to her center.

He rolled his tongue slowly over her, and she bucked her hips, pulling her arms down and threading her hands through his hair.

He looked up and shook his head, willing her arms back up.

This time, a small tether of shadow bound them.

She arched her back, silently pleading with him to return to the spot he left .

His tongue returned slowly, savoring every inch of her.

He started with elongated movements and then centered on her clit.

The sensitivity made Blair's body shake, her moans muffled by the makeshift gag.

As the feeling intensified and pressure began to build, her legs started to close.

Damien looked up, his mouth still on her as he winked, and two shadows curled up her thighs, pulling them to the ground.

This act was enough to push her over, sending her into an oblivion of pleasure.

Damien continued his assault as she exploded and came down, her body convulsing from the intensity.

He smiled at her and kissed her lower stomach.

He then grabbed her thighs and flipped her.

Her body instantly rolled onto her stomach, her face in the bedroll.

Using his hands, he lifted his body weight up, pressing his chest against her back.

"You might want to bite onto this." Blair's eyes widened as the shadows pulled away from her mouth, just long enough for Damien to slide in a folded piece of fabric.

She studied him as she complied, biting down as the shadows once again covered her mouth.

He moved back down her body, kissing her back and hovering above her ass. He lightly trailed his lips across her lower back. "The next time you bathe in the creek, you cover this." He bit down lightly, and her eyes rolled. "Do you understand?"

She nodded again, the side of her face pushing into the floor.

His hands gripped her hips, and he pulled her up, so she was on her knees, her chest still flat on the floor.

"Bite down, Blair." he kissed where his hands had gripped her.

"Because the next time this is out, it'll have my teeth marks.

" his warm breath hit her skin, concentrating on the area he was hovering above, "Nod, if you understand. "

Blair didn't even have time to process his words before her head was nodding, and his teeth sank into her soft skin. She bit down, concealing a scream. His hands held her in place as he bit harder, fully intending to bruise her.

Blair squeezed her eyes shut until he pulled away, smacking the sensitive area with his hand and rubbing his fingers in the saliva left behind.

He then took his fingers and placed them at her entrance, pushing inside as he licked the mark that was already swelling.

Shadows raced up the walls of the tent, creating a barrier between them and the outside world.

The obsidian walls blocking out all light and sound.

She tried to moan as she rocked her hips, but he shushed her again and began thrusting his fingers in and out before positioning himself behind her, his knees between her legs.

The sound of a buckle coming undone had Blair trying to turn around, but Damien spanked her again, and she straightened, looking forward but biting down on the material again.

As he lined himself up. He bent over slightly, grabbed her hair, and fisting it, driving himself inside with one thrust.

Her mind wanted to apologize, but as she tried, no words came out, just muffled sounds around her gag. She pushed back on Damien as he took her from behind. Every time he pushed in, she felt a deeper understanding of his need for her and his frustration.

The force of him amplified as his grip turned to stone, and Blair squeezed her legs together, reveling in the resounding grunt of approval from Damien.

The sound of smacking skin became louder, and Damien tensed, finishing inside of her.

He slid in and out until his legs shook and the shadows unbound as he turned Blair onto her side, pulling her in and kissing her forehead.

She panted, still reeling from the pressure between her legs, but cuddled close to him.

“How come you didn't answer the question earlier?” She asked as he started to kiss her and rolled on his back, pulling her to his chest. “Are you not scared of anything?"

She closed her eyes and breathed him in.

"Of course, I am." Damien sighed, lifting his fingers to her cheekbone and tracing the curve of her face. "It’s not being able to protect you, Blair."

“Excuse me sir, I can take care of myself just fine.” Blair answered in a yawn, while poking his chest.

“Sure, you can Feisty, I’m just here to make sure of that.” Damien replied with a small smile.

She murmured a "thank you" as her mind became drowsy, and she fell asleep in his arms.