“I don’t want to be marked Damien” I whisper, and I feel Layla growl angrily in my head. Damien grips my face, making me look at him.
“Why? Is it because of Tabitha?” He asks. To be honest, she was part of my reasoning, but my old beliefs were the main one. I wasn’t mate material. I don’t want the pressures of being a pack leader or Luna.
“No, not entirely. I just can’t be your Luna Damien” I tell him honestly.
“Why you’re a natural at it, you could have got back at Tabitha and let me kill her mate, yet you didn’t. You also could have hurt her when you found out she is carrying my child, yet you didn’t even though you hate her, you still put her wellbeing above your own wants. That to me is a Luna Lily”
“No, Damien, that’s just being a decent person. I don’t want any harm to come to anyone, definitely not an innocent baby”
“How about you mark me then and later, I can mark you once you decide?”
“No, if I reject you Damien you will forever be tied to me if I mark you” I tell him before trying to get up only to be pulled back down on top of him again.
“I only want you Lily,” He says, kissing me. His tongue brushing my bottom lip, looking for entry. I part my lips and feel his tongue playing with mine before I kiss him back. He groans before rolling so he is now on top of me between my legs.
I moan into his mouth when I feel his hard length pressing against my clit. His lips leave mine before going to my neck, then to my breast as he sucks my nipple into his mouth. My back arches as he bites down on it before soothing it with his tongue. His hands leaving goosebumps on my skin as I become engulfed in tingles from the mate bond.
When he suddenly stops and groans, annoyed.
“What?” I ask as I watch his eyes go to the tree’s.
“Shit come on, the border patrol are on their way out here” He says standing up and holding his hand out. I grab his hand and let him pull me up.
“You need to shift. I don’t want my men looking at you naked” He says.
“Race you home?” I ask.
“I have to get my car,” He says.
“Well then looks like we are going to find out what’s faster, Layla or your pretty car” He raises an eyebrow at me.
“It’s manly, not pretty. You seriously think you can beat me home on foot?” He asks, a devious smile on his lips.
“Why are you worried?”
“No, fine then. I win, I get to mark you” He says, holding out his hand. I look at his hand before I feel Layla get excited over the bet.
“And If I win?” I ask.
“What do you want?” He asks. “I can think of a few things he can do” Layla purrs and I chuckle at her.
“Layla has some ideas” I chuckle.
“I may like Layla’s ideas though, what makes you think I won’t let you win then”
“I have a funny feeling you don’t like being beaten” I tell him, grabbing his hand.
“Deal then, you can’t go back on your word though. I win you let me mark you” I hesitate for a second and Layla perks up.
“I got this Lily, trust me. I can outrun his mustang; besides we can take short cuts he can’t” I smile, that’s my girl.
“Deal” We both shift and take off. We ran together for a bit before splitting off in different directions.
Lily POV
Layla pushed herself faster and we heard the roar of his car engine before we heard him take off tearing off towards town.
“You better not let him win Layla” I warn her, and she takes off. Once we hit the houses I am surprised at how fast and lithe she is on her feet, she made running look easy as she jumped fences and made turns, I thought she would skid out of control. Not once did she stumble or make a mistake and god damn, she was fast! When we hit the centre of town. I could still hear Damien’s car in the distance, racing to beat us. One more street and an alleyway to go.
Layla dug her paws in faster and I could tell she was finding every part of the race thrilling, she wanted to beat him, and I could feel she wanted me to trust her and this was one way she wanted to try and show me I could. One way she wanted to prove she would always have our backs. We skidded to a stop out the front of the pack house before quickly shifting and running inside before anyone could see us naked. I was laughing hysterically with Layla as she did a victory dance in my head, bouncing up and down with her tail wagging.
Going upstairs, I turn the shower on, needing to wash the itchy grass and dirt off. I was still chuckling to myself as I washed my hair when I heard the door downstairs open and shut. I giggled when I smelt his scent waft up to me. I listened as he came up the stairs. Turning to face the bathroom door, I waited in anticipation before it opened. Damien had a smile on his lips.
“You look quite happy for someone who lost,” I tell him.
“Somehow I think it was a win-win situation for me,” He says before removing his pants. I watch as he moves into the bathroom. His eyes filled with lust as they burned into me. Damien steps into the shower, his chest pressing into mine before I feel him grab me, making me squeal at his sudden movement. I quickly wrap my arms around his neck and wrap my legs around his waist as I am pressed against the shower wall. He groans into my mouth as his lips crash against mine hungrily.
His hand left my ass moving up before squeezing my breast. His rough hands squeezing and palming my breast while his lips move to my neck nipping and sucking on my skin. I kiss the side of his face before leaning my face to his neck and kiss his skin and I feel him shudder, before he moves back to my lips. His hand wraps around my throat as he pulls my face to his. I feel him go to turn and I wrap my arms and legs around him tighter, so I don’t fall. Feeling his erections pressing against my lips which are slick with arousal.