Chapter 32

Before I could even register what he was talking about, he pulls back from me. Those bright violet eyes were staring at my neck, itching to sink his teeth into me.

     "Will it hurt?" I asked, still breathless and needy.

     His grip tightens up in my hair as a very smug smirk appears on his lips, "Yes."

     What!? He couldn't have just lied to me about that!?

     He lets go of my hair and steps back from the sink, while pulling me off with him. He spins me around and kicks my legs apart. While bending my ass over the bathroom sink roughly.

     "You have no idea how much I fantasize about you, you.... and this voluptuous body on a daily basis," he told, while running both hands down the sides of my body, only to stop them right when they reached my ass.

     I lifted my head up just a little bit to see in the mirror that my hair was a mess from Chris tugging and pulling on it. Not that I minded that. But I thought I looked pretty fucking stupid in this one piece bathing suit. My face was flushed and lips were swollen from making out with Chris. My appearance disgusted me, making me scrunch up my face and look away.

     I gasped again as Chris snatches my jaw up roughly and pulls my face back to the mirror, "No! Look at yourself Amy! Look at how beautiful you are."

     I continued to search for something, ANYTHING that I thought was beautiful on me. But I couldn't find anything.

     "Chris I'm not beaut-"

     "You're not what?" He cuts out in a growl, watching me closely with those predatory eyes.

     I blushed and bit into my lip at our potion. His hard on was poking the back of my thigh as he pressed it more up against my ass. Making sure that I felt every inch of him.

     "I'm not be- (gasped) oooh fuck!" I moaned out, when the palm of his hand slapped the fattest part of my ass, hard.

     He then rubs the spot where he slapped gently, not missing the cocky sideways grin on his face, "Try again Princess," he told again, clearly enjoying what he's doing to me.

     I turned my head and looked back at him, "Chris, I'm not going to say what I don-(gasped) ooh shit!" I all but screamed out in pleasure as his hand came down on my other ass cheek, harder this time.

     I bit my lip and squeezed my thighs together when I felt my walls tighten within me. I've never been disciplined or even handle like this before. But this foreign feeling had me wetter than ever.

     "Mmm, you liked that uh? I can smell your arousal Princess, and let me tell you," he grips my hair tightly and yanks me up to his chest, while sniffing deeply alongside my neck, "The way you look, the way you taste, and even the way you smell...." his voice drifts off into a sexy deep throaty groan against my ear, "has been driving me insane from day one."

     I blushed red. Christian bends me back down over the sink while taking both of my hands and putting it in one of his behind my back.

     My mouth falls open as I feel his other hand moving the bottom piece of my bathing suit to the side. Before boldly sliding a finger between my wet folds.

     I look up at him through the mirror, to see him biting his own lips and feel him tighten his hold on my wrists.

     "God you're so fucking wet for me Princess," he groans out, as I see his whole eyes shift to soild black with lust.

     Adding another finger in me, he worked his magic on my body. He had me squirming and wiggling my ass on his figures for more. I hear him suck in a sharp breath before removing his fingers from me and placing them in his mouth.

     His eyes closed in delight, as a soft moan comes from him while sucking my juices off his fingers. Opening his eyes back up, I see a small smile form on his face.

     I hear him slide down his swim shorts and a packet being ripped opened. He looks down between us for a short moment.

     "I'm not going to be easy Princess, so hold on tight," he says before putting his tip at my entrance and covering my mouth with a hand.

     I screamed into his hand when he pushes passed my walls roughly and quick. Blanking out my mind completely.

     Christian's head falls back slightly and his eyes fluttered close, "Fucking god damn," he whispers out under his breath, bitting his bottom lip.

     Giving me no time to adjust to his length. He removes both of his hands from my mouth and hands. Before grabbing onto my hips tightly and started pounding into me savagely.

     I don't know what was worse. The fact that I'm completely loving this dominant side of Chris, or the fact that I some how wished he was rougher?

     I was grabbing onto the bathroom walls, and on the nobs of the sink, just to keep upright and parallel to him.

     His thrusting was so rough and powerful, that I thought we were going to literally plow right through the sink. The pain I was feeling was unbearable, but yet so fucking satisfying that it had me craving for more.

     "God look how perfect you are lost in pleasure," Christian says, bending over to kiss my shoulder.

     I moaned as my eyes closed and my mouth hung down at the new angle that had me in a puddle. The feeling of my orgasm was building up quick as Christian grabs a fist full of my hair. He pulls me up to where my back was against his chest.

     "Look at yourself Princess," he whispers against my neck, slowing his pace down.

     I opened my heavy eyes and looked at myself for the second time. My hair, and my face was even worse than before.

     There was a thin layer of sweat on my forehead, and the look of pure lust and desire was drowning in my eyes. I had to admit, my look of pure need and desire for Chris was actually.... kinda hot.

     And the fact that I found this hot, turned me on even more. Making me feel more special and beautiful about myself. I arched my back the best I could, and reached my arm back behind me to grab ahold of his head.

     He groans and slams into me over and over again, while kissing alongside my neck.

     "Can I bite you?" He asked, kissing my soft spot.

     "Yes."

     Before I could finish the word I felt two sharp blades sliced through my neck. Along with Chris and I both moaning loudly as we both cummed heavily. I don't know what it was, but this orgasm felt more intense, more... connected than ever.

     I winced in pain as he retracted his teeth from my neck, before licking the wound clean.

     "And now you're the definition of perfect," he told, kissing my wound, making me tremble under his touch.

     I turned my head to the mirror and seen two punctured wounds that looked a little swollen. Christian removes the hair from my neck and kisses it. I couldn't help the moan that escaped from my lips.

     "Tomorrow there will be a unique mark right where I bit you. This mark will let others know who you are mated to. It will show the werewolf world who your loyalties lie with," he spoke softly against my neck, still brushing his skin against mine while bringing my left hand up into our view. Admiring my wedding finger.

     "And someday you'll be wearing a ring on this finger to show the whole world that you're mine."

     I smiled up at him, turning myself around I almost lose my balance.

     "Woah there, here have a seat," Christian says, lifting me back up on the sink, "I'm surprised you didn't pass out."

     I raised my brow at him, "Was I supposed to?"

     He nods his head yes, "Even a normal female werewolf passes out after being marked. You're stronger than you think Princess."

     I laughed softly before wrapping my arms around his neck, "I don't feel so strong right now."

     He chuckles and leans in to kiss my sweaty forehead, "Come on, let's clean up and get back out there. Before your crazy friend comes barging in here looking for you."

     I laughed at him as we each got cleaned up. By the time we got ourselves together and headed out the door I was able to walk.

     Painfully...but still able.

     Christian smiles proudly at my struggle to walk and wraps an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to his bare chest as we made our way to the backyard. I rolled my eyes at him.

     Men.

     Where it seemed like hundreds of kids were at. I see Sky and Bryce kicked back on a long white chair, playing with the kids from my house.

     As soon as we came into view of everyone, they didn't stop what they were doing. Thank god!

     We were walking around the pool area before a small gorgeous redhead girl came into our view. Stopping us in our tracks. She glares at me then smoothly wraps her arms around Christian's waist, before leaning her head on his chest.

     "Christian, I've missed you big boy," she says seductively.

     Christian immediately unwrapped her arms from him, "What the fuck are you doing here Tia!?"

     She smiles up at him, "You're mom called me. She told me you needed a Luna for your pack. I came all the way down here to be with you," she whines.

     I move out of Christians hold, "I'm sorry but... who is she?"

     He glared down at the girl, "She was my girlfriend back in Cali."

     "Am! I am your girlfriend Chris, give me a kiss," she says.

     "Was Tia," he hisses harshly at her, "I haven't even talked to you since I left Cali. And what the fuck are you doing talking to my mom about my love life!? What the fuck are you doing talking to my mom!? It's none of your business who I pick or who I'm with! Even if I didn't find my mate, I sure as shit wouldn't pick you! Now leave before you make a scene and I have to have people escort you out."

     She stomps her feet like a small girl throwing a temper tantrum in the store, "Chris don't you remember the fun we use to have!? Uh!? Here let me give you a little reminder," she says, running a finger down his torso, before puckering up her lips and leaning into him.

     My eyes widened and my heart stopped when she got less than a inch close to his lips.

     But Christian was faster, without warning, he shoves her back roughly. Making her lose balance.

     "AAAHHH!" She screams, falling backwards into the pool, clothes and all let me remind you!

     Without even glancing her way he takes ahold of my hand, and kisses my knuckles.

     "Please don't listen to a word she said. Yes we dated for about 4 years. But she means nothing to me anymore, and you mean everything to me," he tells me gently, keeping his focus on me.

     I'm sure my eyes were litterally about to pop out of my head as my mouth dropped to the ground.

     This motherfucker really just shove a girl into a pool!?

     "Chris y-you just shoved her into the pool!" I say, clearly too shocked to register anything he just said.

     He smiles and shrugs his shoulders, "She'll be fine."

     And with that, he takes ahold of my hand and interlocks our fingers together. Dragging me over to where Bryce and Sky was.