Chapter 24: TWENTY-FOUR

MA R K O V

"You're leaving?"

"Yes. Don't worry, I'll be back by the end of the day. You'll have to get used to me not being around a lot, love. My job requires a lot of traveling."

"Oh."

I could hear the disappointment in her voice, and I turned to look at her.

"Hey. As soon as the alliance is sorted out, and the South West Pack is taken care of, I will be yours for a week."

"That's not enough, Markov. I'm tired of being cooped up in this house all day. It's depressing. And no, don't ask me to spend time with Eliza and Ava. I love them, quite alright. But the whole purpose of me finally being free from Dane's clutches, was so that I can have some semblance of a life. And now, all I do is sleep, eat, and read books. That's not enough."

"Baby, believe me, I want you to have a life, but it's not safe right now. I'm sorry."

She huffed and looked away, her brows furrowing, her lips pursing.

"You will not pout, little wolf. You will listen and do as I say."

She rolled her eyes, and my hands fisted at my side.

"Jade."

"What?"

"Do not roll your eyes at me."

"Or what? You'll spank me? Like, really, Markov? What are we, twelve?"

She had no idea.

A small part of me knew that the way I was treating her was fucked up, and I was aware that the things that I wanted to do to her were wrong. But, a bigger part of me, the more primal and darker side, didn't give a fuck.

The thought of spanking her ass red and having her cry out in pleasure, was doing things to me. The thought of making her bend over my knee and taking her in her most sensitive and private parts, was turning me on.

"Maybe, but you'd enjoy it, little wolf."

"Yeah, well, keep dreaming."

I could tell that she was annoyed, and even though she was trying to hide it, she was horny.

Her body was flushed, her breathing was heavy, and her nipples were hard. She was trying to play it cool, but I could see right through her.

She was aroused.

"No need, love. Last night was enough proof that you would enjoy it. And the way you were screaming my name and begging for more was more than enough proof."

She blushed and looked away.

"I...uhh...You..."

"Cat got your tongue, baby? You know, if you want to beg me to fuck you, you just have to ask, love. Or you can just spread those pretty legs for me, and I'll do the rest."

"Stop it, Markov."

"Why, love? Don't you want me to claim you again? Don't you want me to make you come so hard that you'll pass out? Don't you want me to make you feel so good, that you'll never be able to be with anyone else? Don't you want to be mine, love? Don't you want to submit to me? Don't you want me to take complete control, and use your body for my own pleasure?"

"Yes." She whispered.

"Say it, love. Tell me what you want."

"I want you to claim me. I want you to make me yours. I want you to fuck me. I want you to use my body. I want to be yours."

My cock was hard, and I was aching to bury myself inside her. She slowly got off the bed, her eyes locked on mine, her hands slowly running down her body, caressing her breasts, her waist, and her thighs.

I stood there, mesmerized by the way her hands moved. She was beautiful.

She was perfect.

"Please, Markov."

I growled and grabbed her into the bathroom, pulling her towards me, and crashing my lips to hers. She moaned, her body melting against mine.

"Fuck."

I groaned, the feeling of her skin on mine was intoxicating. I turned on the shower and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back and kissing her neck.

She gasped and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. I licked her collarbone, trailing kisses down her chest. I stopped at her breast and took her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it.

"Markov."

I smiled against her skin, and moved to her other nipple, biting and sucking.

She moaned, her hands roaming my back. I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around my waist, placing her against the wall. I lined myself up at her entrance and slowly slid inside her, filling her completely.

"Shit, love."

"Oh fuck, Markov."

"Do you feel that, love? Do you feel how hard I am for you? Do you feel how badly I need you? Do you feel how deep I am inside you?"

"Yes."

"You're mine, baby. You're all fucking mine."

I slammed into her, over and over, making her scream. She was tight and wet and warm.

I groaned and buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. I could feel her walls clenching around me, and I knew that she was close.

The warm water ran down our bodies, the steam filling the air. The wet sounds of our bodies moving together echoed through the room, the feeling of her was intoxicating.

"Fuck, love. Come for me."

She cried out and threw her head back, her body shuddering, her walls fluttering around me.

"Oh fuck, Markov!"

"That's right, baby. Come all over my cock. Take what you want. Fuck. Come for me, love."

She screamed, her nails digging into my back, her body trembling. I kept slamming into her, her pussy pulsating and twitching around my length.

"Oh fuck, Markov. Please, don't stop. Please, please, please."

I growled and pounded into her, the feeling of her was driving me crazy.

"Fuck, love. Come for me, baby. Come."

She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her, her body shaking.

"Fuck!"

I roared, thrusting one last time, filling her completely. She cried out, her body trembling, her legs quivering.

"Fucking hell, love."

We stayed there, her legs still wrapped around me, our breaths ragged, our hearts beating as one. She buried her face in the crook of my neck, nuzzling her nose into my skin.

"Fuck, Markov. I can't move."

I chuckled, holding her close to me. "You're not supposed to move, love."

"I...I need a shower."

"No. Not yet."

"What? Why?"

"Because I'm not done with you yet."

"But I'm tired, and my legs feel like jelly. Plus, you're crushing me."

"Good. Stay there. I'm not finished."

"Markov."

"No."

"You can't be serious."

"I am, little wolf. Very."

I slowly started moving again, her eyes widening, her mouth opening in a gasp. "Next time, you'll remember not to disobey me and act like a spoiled brat."

"Fuck. You." Her voice came out like a whimper, her nails digging into my skin.

"Already doing that, baby."

I thrust harder, and she cried out, her legs tightening around me. I kissed her roughly, the taste of her mouth was driving me wild.

And just like that, I lost the small shred of control that I had.

The next thing I knew, we were both in bed, our bodies tangled together, our hearts beating as one.

She was panting, her hair a mess, her skin flushed, and her body trembling from multiple orgasms. I was certain that the entire castle had heard her sweet moans and screams. She had begged me to stop, saying that she couldn't take anymore, but the moment I touched her, her body betrayed her and her pussy tightened around my cock.

I was getting dressed, already an hour late for the meeting. I could hear her moving in the bed, probably trying to go back to sleep.

"Don't go."

Her voice was soft, and there was something in it that made me stop and look at her.

"I have to, love."

"Stay with me."

"Baby."

"Please, Markov. Just one more hour. Stay here. Hold me. Please."

The desperation and vulnerability in her voice hit me like a ton of bricks. She was asking me to stay. She wanted me to stay.

But, I couldn't.

"I can't, baby. I have to go. But, as soon as I get back, I'll be all yours. We can watch a movie or cuddle or do whatever you want. I'll be here for the rest of the night, love."

"Okay."

Her voice was small, and I could hear the sadness in it. I finished buttoning up my shirt and walked over to her, kissing her softly.

"I have to go. Get some rest, baby."

"Okay."

I smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Bye, love."

"Bye, Markov."

As soon as the door closed behind me, I let out a sigh.

It was going to be a long day.