Chapter 39：Marked

They crashed into each other as they burst through the door of Jasper's bed chamber, all lips, teeth, and tongues. Dolores wrapped her arms around Jasper's neck, molding herself to him. Jasper cradled the back of her head, deepening their kiss.

Hitching her leg around his waist Jasper cupped her thigh, inching her higher till her legs wrapped around him. Jasper slammed her into the wall beside the door, fumbling to slam the door shut. Dolores groaned as he made a line of nipping kisses down her neck.

A deep purring vibrated from Jasper's chest, and Dolores clawed at robes, his tunic tearing through the fabric. He tore his lips from her long enough to tear her dress up and over her body until she was utterly naked before him.

Before he climbed onto the bed, he brought her and laid her down with painstaking gentleness. Dolores spread her legs for him, letting his body settle between her thighs.

Jasper plunged his tongue into her mouth, the kiss a brand, one hand shifting up her bare thigh spotting just shy of where she wanted him most. Dolores moaned a plea for more, but Jasper slowed, kissing and licking down her throat, her collarbones. Each kiss was tender and coaxing.

When he reached her breast, he drew back, staring at them. Dolores couldn't breathe under his burning gaze, couldn't breathe as he bent down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Dolores arched off the bed, and Jasper repeated the movement on her other breast. She moaned, thrusting her chest out, a silent plea.

Jasper let out a dark laugh and pulled away, kneeling before her splayed-out body, surveying his handy work, his feast.

"I'm in the mood for something... sweet," he said in a guttural voice that made Dolores writhe.

Unable to form words, Dolores nodded, and a feral smile spread along with Jasper's mouth. His hands tightened on her bare thighs, spreading them wider. He lowered his head, and Dolores forgot how to breathe.

Diving her fingers into his silky black hair. He wasted no time coaxing her like he had before. Parting her with one hand, he dragged his tongue clear up her center, and Dolores saw stars and planets. Jasper cursed against Dolores's wetness before licking her again, lingering at the tight ball atop of her the apex of her legs.

Sucking it into his mouth, Jasper nipt before withdrawing. Dolores arched, unable to contain the audible moan from her throat. Jasper's tongue ran down her in unhurried sweeps, pressing a hand to her stomach as he slid his tongue into her core. He curled it into her, diving deeper than she had ever thought possible.

Dolores whimpered as he flicked his tongue there, turning her whimper into a cry. Jasper laughed against her, flicking his tongue again. Jasper didn't stop. He pumped his tongue in and out of her, teasing her with pleasure. Sliding one thick finger inside her, Dolores cried out and snickered as he licked at that spot, his fingers pumping a slow rhythm. Dolores pushed her hips up, sending his finger to dive deeper, but it wasn't enough.

Jasper tsked, pulling his finger out, only to add a second. Dolores became undone, her release coming on her like an unsuspecting explosion rippling through her in waves. Jasper growled, diving his fingers deep, stretching and filling her as he slid them in and out, all while he tasted and savored her.

Dolores bowed off the bed with the force of her climax, and Jasper became ravenous, his fingers pumping and pumping, his tongue and lips moving against her like he would devour all of her. He didn't stop until she collapsed onto the mattress. Her limbs vibrated as she tried to piece back together with her mind.

Jasper was panting as he knelt above her. Dolores saw that he was still hard. She reached for his cock, dying to feel him, to taste him as he had her. Jasper looked at her with a silent question.

"I'm sure." is all Dolores could get out as she began to unbutton his trousers, pulling him free. Dolores gasped.

His cock was beautiful, hard and...and enormous. There were other words Dolores could think of. She stroked down the thick, long shaft, the skin soft, softer than velvet, and he was hard as steel. Jasper shuttered at her touch, and the reaction sent a thrill of wicked amusement through her veins.

Dolores wrapped her hand around his cock---fingers barely able to close around him and made a feather-like pass over him, squeezing lightly. When he didn't make a sound, she stroked him again, slightly harder than before. Still nothing, only a small heaving of his chest. Dolores squeezed him again, hard, letting her nails graze the sensitive underside of his shaft.

A moaning growl rumbled through Jasper's chest, and Dolores repeated her movement, this time even harder, twisting her fist as she reached the round head. He arched into her and bent down, licking across his broad head, her tongue sliding into the small slit across the tip. She licked the small drop of moisture that gathered there, and the taste turned her body to ash as a surge of wetness slicked between her thighs.

Dolores sucked his tip into her mouth and grazed her tongue along its underside. Jasper cried out, panting as she licked up his shaft in one long motion, tasting him. He was hot steel against her mouth, and she licked down the other side, coating him, making it easier for her to put her mouth around him and slide him between her lips.

"Lo!" He pleaded as he filled her mouth. Dolores moved up and down, dragging her teeth lightly enough that Jasper bucked his hips, deepening his cock in her mouth. She withdrew her lips to his tip, rolling her tongue around him, and gazed at him under her lashes.

His eyes were wide and glazed over with lust. Dolores moaned her delight, and Jasper unleashed himself. Dolores took him deep, moaning with him as he gripped the back of her hair and fucked her mouth. Dolores took every thrusting pump of his hips. Relaxing her throat, she rubbed her legs together.

Jasper watched as Dolores took in more of her length into her mouth, his tip bumping the back of her throat. Crying out Jasper, clenched his teeth as Dolores sucked him down deep, so deep that he came undone.

Jasper came with a roar that shook the bed frame arching his hips and spilling into her.

Dolores took every stroke and thrust, devouring, savoring his taste like he had just done. When he stilled, she smoothly slid her mouth off him, looking up at him. Holding his stare, Dolores swallowed down every ounce of what he had spilled in her mouth, her lips curved up, finally feeling like a Queen.

Dolores woke at dawn with Jasper's heavy warm body draped over. Last night has been a revaluation and though they still hadn't officially had sex, what they had done in the dark spoke volumes.

Glancing down her naked body, she saw a small, scared puncher mark on the inside of her wrist. A mating mark. Dolores whirled at Jasper waking him.

You marked me!"

Jasper yawned, wrapping Dolores in his arms as if she was a giant teddy bear. "Of course I did you're my mate, and you agreed to the bond last night, remember?" He opened one eye, his voice going sultry, "Or shall I remind you?"

Dolores felt her entire face go hot as the mention of last night. "No, no, thank you." She stuttered. "I just mean…I mean, I do except the mating bond, but I…I thought for a mate to mark the other, the two have to…. Have sex."

"We did."

"No, I mean real sex," Dolores argued.

"Lo, my sweet, I think you miss understand. When both mates receive please given by their mate, the bond is excepted, and the mark is given." Jasper kindly explained.

"Oh," Dolores examined her mark again. "Well, then where is your mark?"

Jasper chuckled, rising from the bed. "I'm still waiting for you to give it to me."

His eyes went wholly dark, and Dolores felt the pressure begin to build between them. She wanted to mark him, to tell the Kingdom, the world that he was her mate. Jasper broke the spell, flicking the tip of her nose.

"Later." He promised, walking out of the room.

Dolores laid in Jasper's four poster bed long after he left to start his day. She didn't leave the room until mid-day, choosing to walk around the gardens. Her body buzzed with happiness as she brushed her fingers along the dripping leaves of flowers as she passed by them, stopping when she came across a sea of moonlight flowers.

A smile appeared on her mouth as she leaned down and picked the beautiful goddess flower. Inhaling its fragrance, Dolores felt eyes watching her, but she only found a tiny sparrow and raven perched on a tall tree when she looked. The sparrow chirped and then landed onto Dolores's shoulder.

"Hello, there," Dolores said to the beautiful red tinted bird. "Aren't you cute. I bet you are hungry. Shall we go to the kitchen and find some leftover bread?"

When Dolores and her new feathered friend started for the kitchen, they came upon Daflon, chasing after Crystal. Dolores watched as He grabbed Crystal around the middle, and she giggled in enjoyment before spotting Dolores.

"Rose?" Crystal asked as Daflon placed her back on the ground.

Dolores tilted her head in confusion as the tiny sparrow flew off her shoulder and landed on Crystal's finger.

Dolores, this is Rose." Crystal stated, answering Dolores's confusion.

The sparrow flew off the Priestess's finger and shifted into a young female, startling Dolores. She had never seen any being other than a werewolf shift into a human form before. The sight was amazing.

"Hello, Dolores." Rose's voice was a song when she spoke. "Thomas and I are the guardians of the Moonflower Garden. Thomas the raven you saw, but I had guessed you were our Sage's female, so I didn't stop you from picking a moonflower

"I'm sorry!" Dolores confessed. "Is this a very precious flower?

"Yes," Rose said simply. "This flower is our Sage's favorite. He has been growing them since he was very young. That is why there are so many of them now. But," She sang. "Those flowers belong to you eventually anyway."

Dolores sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. Rose came closer to examining her.

"Did you sleep with the Sage last night? His scent is all over you." Rose announced, and Dolores blushed.

"Rose!" Crystal scolded.

Rose shrugged and then shifted back into the tiny sparrow flying back to the Moonflower garden.

"I have never seen a shifter other than a werewolf. Dolores muttered, watching Rose soar through the sky.

"Most of the beings here are shifters," Daflon voice answered. "but many are frail animals. So they join the Wizards' Society for protection and aid. They work and become a part of a community. Birds are perfect for listening to others' secrets." Daflon added.

"So, are you shifter too?" Dolores asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Crystal nodded. "I shift into a Peacock and Daflon a bear."

Dolores looked at Daflon in a new light. She had always known he was powerful, but a bear made him even more intimidating. Though a bear or not, he was still no match for Jasper, who shifted into a Dragon. If a wolf was the King of all shifters, then a dragon was a God.

"Dolores!" Jasper's anxious call had Dolores whirling towards him. He reached in with two long strides, gripping her shoulders tightly as he spoke.

"I just got word from a Wizard that your mother Diana has been kidnapped and is on her way back to the Gray Tail Pack!”