My Exotic Mate

Marked

Mesai

I woke up to loud noises that only increased my headache. My eyes fluttered, failing to adjust to the light. I wanted to take the pillow and cover my entire face, but I just forced myself to get up. Risa really did a number on us. I can still remember seeing Roman’s angry eyes as he came to the pack house to get me. When he drove us back to the castle, no words were spoken between us. When we entered the castle, he whispered something to one of his knights ear before taking my hand and going into one of the rooms. He closed the door behind us and then his eyes softened. I tilted my head, confused by his sudden mood change, but then he pulled me into his arms and I could hear his heart racing. He was worried about me.

I stepped back to look at him. The concern, the worry, and the way he held me made me realize that he really does care about me.

He let out a breath. “Mesai.”

“I’m fine,” I convinced him.

“It could’ve been worse and I wasn’t there to protect you.” He stepped away and paced back and forth. I’ve seen him mad and ready to kill, but I’ve never seen him so distraught. Subconsciously, I reached for his hand and pulled him towards me. He paused as his eyes gazed into mine. He raised his hand and caressed my cheek. I leaned into his hand embracing the warmth that radiated from it.

“You say that you’re fine, but I could’ve lost you. Mesai, I promised you that I wouldn’t let anyone else hurt you.”

“I know, but I’m a strong woman, Roman. I'm still standing.” I smiled at him.

“Okay, but you need to rest your body.”

“Yes, daddy,” I sarcastically rolled my eyes. Roman’s eyes perked up and his lips quivered into a smile. We walked out of the room and headed towards my bedroom. I wanted to call and check on my sister, but Malik said he would reach out. I knew she was in good hands with him. When we entered my bedroom, Roman went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. When he returned, he had a towel and robe folded for me in his hands. “Thank you.”

“Of course,” he responded. I walked past him and went into the bathroom. As he was about to enter, I quickly closed the door in his face. I could hear him huffing like a child before leaving the room. I took my shower, got out, and put on the warm robe. I climbed into the bed and sleep quickly took over me.

Now I am lying here with the worst headache of my life. These loud noises were really starting to irritate me. I used this opportunity to get up and go into the secret library to see if he had any books that may help with Mari’s situation. When I made it inside, I looked at every book that I could find. Most of it was about the history of dragons. I kept looking for something that would just click to me and nothing. I roamed each section until I came across a gold dragon scale book. I pulled it out and the title was called Layara, The Golden Dragon. I wasn’t sure why this immediately piqued my interest, but I found myself turning the pages and reading. Four hours of straight reading and I’m not finding anything that is relevant to what is happening to my sister. It’s so f*****g frustrated. How the f**k does this man has so many books in this big a*s library and nothing that will help me save my sister? I just ended up throwing the book in no particular direction not realizing that Roman was behind me.

"What are you doing here? Why aren't you in bed resting?" He yelled which startled me to the point I could've pissed myself.

I stood up and faced him with my arms folded. "Resting can wait. I'm doing research to figure out how I can save my sister."

“How did you even find this library? No one has been here for ages?”

I let out a breath. “I guess I’m just a smart woman. Now can you please leave so I can finish?”

“No I will not leave. If anyone should leave out here, it should be you.”

My eyebrow knitted together. “Are you kidding me? You want me to leave! Don’t forget the reason I’m here at this castle, Roman.”

“That’s not what I meant. I meant I want you to leave this library,” he corrected.

“And I told I’m not going anywhere.”

He tilted his head up. I knew I was testing his patience, but I really didn’t care. He wasn’t going to talk to me like that. “Why do you have to be so difficult and stubborn?"

"I'm difficult because I care and when it comes to my sisters, I will walk through fire if that means I can save them.”

He stalked towards me as I backed up until my back was against the wall of books. His face was contorted to an unreadable expression. This cat and mouse game was getting heated as he closed in on me. We were nose to nose and our lips were inches away. He placed both hands on the wall trapping me before leaning down to graze his nose from my neck to my ear.

"You think I would allow you to make such a sacrifice?" He growled, before continuing. "Not while I'm still breathing you won't."

I'm not going to lie, his possessive, over-protective nature was making my body heat up and by the way he was smirking at me I knew he could smell my arousal.

“You think you can control me? You should know by now that I can’t be easily tamed.”

“Is that so? Then why is your chest rising and falling like that? Why are you panting as if you ran a marathon?” He trailed a finger down my arm, causing shivers throughout my body.

I tried to shake it off and protest but he shuts me up with a passionate kiss to my lips.

My desire and horniness for this sexy a*s man was clouding my judgement at being mad at him. f**k it, I can be mad him tomorrow. Right now, my body needs him.

We were kissing each other like we both needed this. He licked my bottom lip requesting access to my mouth and I granted his request. He shoved his tongue deep into my inner walls of my throat and feeling him f*****g my mouth with his long serpent-like tongue that just makes me even wetter if that's even possible. We broke away for air as he took a step back and I looked at him with confusion plastered on my face. Before I made a fuss about it, he lit a small flame on his finger and burned off my robe without burning me in the process. How the hell did he do that? And why am I even more aroused? I stood fully exposed to him and normally I would shy away but not this time.

He burned off his clothes as well which made my eyes widened at his thick, long shaft. My God, it was standing at attention, ready for my inner walls to clinch down on it like a Koala latching on a tree. He closed the distance between us as he took his foot and spread my legs apart, then he kneeled below me. He stuck his long tongue straight into the entrance of my p***y and oh God this man knows how to work that tongue of his. As he devoured my core, I felt my c****x coming to the surface and right when I was almost there, he took his finger and partially shifted it to a dragon-shape claw and penetrated my a*s with it. It was so fast that I didn't react to the pain because it was quickly replaced with pleasure that sent me on cloud nine.

He slowly retracted his claw back to human form as he continued to stroke me and brought his face that was soaked in my juices to meet my eyes. I licked my juices off the lining of his jaw and his lips and damn not to toot my own horn but I taste mighty good if I do say so myself. He removed his finger to pick me up and carry me to the table. He swiped all the books out the way and planted my a*s right on it. We intertwined our tongues as he lined himself at my ready entrance. I was nervous, but I wanted this just as much as he did. Gently, he pushed himself into my soak hot core. Taking a minute for me to adjust to his size, I let out a moan.

"Are you okay, my love?" He asked. He could tell I was nervous. I nodded my head, reassuring him that I was fine. At first, he slowly stroked back and forth before picking up the pace. The sound of my moans were getting louder and louder as I began losing all my senses. I dug my nails into his back pulling him closer. I wanted to feel all of him inside of me.

"Deeper! Please, don’t hold back!" I moaned out.

As I said those words, he lifted me up and pumped even harder. I screamed in ecstasy of pleasure.

"God Roman yes, yes, YES!"

"f**k baby! You feel so good. I don't think I can last much longer," he roared out. Suddenly, he leaned in and bit my neck and continued to plunge deeper into my center. I let out a fry from the pain that was soon turned to pleasure when he planted kisses on it. I knew he had just marked me. He pushed my back against the wall of books in which some fell around us. I was unable to hold back at the point. I needed to let go. I raised my head to look at him.

"Roman, I’m about to c*m!"

"s**t baby I'm coming,” he grunted loudly and when I heard those words, our lips connected as we both hit our c****x together.

We laid on the table panting and trying to catch our breath. I can’t believe we had library s*x. I can’t believe he burnt my robe.

"So, how are we supposed to go back to our room with no clothes since you burnt them up?" I asked with a crooked smile on my face.

"Don't worry, we won’t need any clothes for the next few hours," he kissed me again and my body stirred. Roman lifted me up and carried me out of the secret library and into the bedroom. For the next few hours, we were coming together as one.