Chapter 80: She is An Alpha

Marcus POV

All that was just my imagination, I wish Drake was following us so I can irritate him by touching Zena,

The minute we entered my apartment, how I notice his car had passed by my apartment , I was able to glance at his car driving by through my window that was opened.

If he had waited like I had imagined so many things I would do to Zena that will comb peace of mind out of him, he won't be able to get it off what I will do to her out of his thought for a long time.

I was still having my shower when I heard Zena's voice,

“I can't find where to put on the TV set!”

I had soap on me especially my face so I could not say a word!

Zena was kicking around the living room, while she had reached the curtain window side, she glance and notice someone staring from the car and it was a girl.

At first, she had thought it might be Drake but when she glared closer she noticed it was a girl gawking from her car's front windshield,

“umh???

Marca-!”

The minute she was about to pronounce Marcus's name he stump into her while she was about the drift to mention his name both of them whacked each other.

Zena's POV

I had no idea he was close to me and slamming into his arm was the last moment, I expected

I was on his wet skin, wrapped around his wet arm, my body leaned on his chest as I could feel how my breast pressed to the cage of his body.

It happened so fast that I had to unleash myself from his clutches and he ask,

“What is the matter?

Are you shy of being close to me?”

Like he knew I'm shy, trying to give the reason by not accepting what he said made me stutter but I could clearly say,

“I -I notice someone was staring-”

“Let me see!” Marcus curiously poke to see who could that be,

Looking at him and the white towel he has on his waistline, coupled with the firm tummy and pack belly,

My eyes stroke from his waistband up to his hairy chest, and the tattoo he has on his left hand,

I glare at his tattoo, it was drawn with the symbol of stars in a circle like evil or an evil occult symbol still glaring then, unfortunately, he uttered,

“What are you looking at?”

I could not say what I was gawking at because he got me at the right spot as he say,

“My tattoo right?

This is the symbol of the Pentagram!” Marcus blushes as he shows off and caresses his tattoo while he continues his assertion,

It's a mark given to every son of Dehira, it's the symbol of loyalty.”

Marcus was crowing about his tattoo but I was not following because I was trying to recall where I have heard the name,

‘Dehira’

Still could not reconnect after so much thought scanning, although it was just for seconds and he said,

“You don't like it?”

I immediately shook my head for rejection and he disappointedly said,

“I will make you like it.”

I was sitting on the sofa, and Marcus is standing in front of me, I have been waiting for him to go in and dress up, but he is still adamant about putting on his clothes.

It was for a while like he knew I was sheepish about his half-naked body and he declared,

“I will be back!”

Thank goodness he finally left, staring at that masculine chest was choking, I could not count the number of times I gulped my saliva looking at that body,

A few minutes later Marcus joined me in the living after he has tuned on the movie, not so long when we started watching the movie,

Marcus had leaned his head on my shoulder, and how he got to that point I have no idea, I was getting uncomfortable and I had to adjust myself so he could sit up.

But that was when he freely on lay himself on me, that same moment I felt what he wanted but I was waiting for him to make the move.

Still waiting for him, and it was seen he was not ready for anything then I said,

“I have to go hom-!”

The moment I turned to him and say a few of the words he grab my lips.

I want this!

I wanted this!

He kisses me so tenderly that I wish he kisses me like this for the rest of my life.

We kiss so dreadfully like we haven't had that for a long time and neither are mine tired of kissing him.

I was so deep into him that he had my jacket off and I have his shirt off, we were into each other and he had my shirt unbuttoned after he recklessly pulled off his shorts.

Still, unbuttoning my shirt, then he exposed my cleavages revealing my pinch lace bra not waiting a second he gently bounce on my breast while using his lips to caress them.

I was cursed by urges, as I feel my vjayjay wet and waiting for craves because he was already sucking my nipples.

Seconds were quick to reach minutes he was still sucking my breast I could not control the high vibration it gives me that I had to wish for my death in his arms.

Marcus unlocked my bra and my girls were out of the woods, he grabbed them tenderly as he massage my nipples one after other, while his lip returned to mine, and we continued our kissing from where we stopped.

The erotic chemistry we shared is rational because I could tell he wants me the same way I want him,

Then he decides to kiss me from my neckline as he works his way down to my chest and my belly button.

Screaming in the head because the erotic feeling was uncontrollable anymore and the next sound that spun me was the zipping sound of my blue denim jean unlocking.

It was supposed to be removed as I had wished but he stopped pulling my trouser and his voice dry up my urges as he said,

“How did you get this mark?”

“What Mark?” I duplicate his requests while I immediately sprang up to see what mark he was talking about.

I all forgot about my birthmark, it was later seconds after he asked I recalled.

Marcus stood up from the position he lean on me with the lost urge for sex, I could tell from his undies that his penis has flattened which got me surprised by his sudden loss of appetite.

I watched him pick up his clothing addressing them on himself and I had to fetch mine and address them on me.