Chapter 31

As Mateo slept comfortably in the small bedding that Marlon had set up for him, I could hear some murmurs from outside the building I was staying in. It didn’t exactly sound like Marlon, and my wolf wasn’t growing excited at the presence.

If anything, my wolf was getting more nervous the louder the voices got. Pressing my ear against the door, I came to realize it was just one voice. He was murmuring something to himself that I couldn’t quite understand.

He was coming closer, and he was heading in the direction of the building. I took a step back and looked over at Mateo that was still sleeping soundly. I could hear my heart beating heavily in my chest, but thankfully it wasn’t heavy enough to cause me harm or make a fever break out.

As he reached the door of the building, he pulled it open with ease and we stood face to face, staring at one another. He looked surprised to see me there; he looked around as though he had just gotten lost. His eyes went from me to Mateo and then to the setup around the house.

He was a tall man, built much like Marlon; his long blond hair was tied back in a low pony. His features were narrow and broad; his eyes were green with slight blue speckles outlining his pupils. I had to admit that he was a beautiful-looking man, and he was definitely a nobleman.

Though, I’m not exactly sure why he was in this particular building. His eyes were wide for a few moments, trying to assess the situation he had just walked into.

Then he broke into a grin that made my skin crawl. I took a step backward, afraid of what was about to come. He followed my movement and came closer to me.

My breathing became shallow.

“What do we have here?” He asked, his tone low and dark.

He had a naturally deep tone, and I could smell the rancid flesh on his breath. Whoever this man was, I was getting a bad feeling from him.

“If it isn’t a little dirtball…” He hissed as he closed the little gap there was between us. “How delightful.”

He smiled, revealing a row of yellow crooked teeth. He certainly wasn’t as good-looking as Marlon. Not that it mattered; I wanted nothing to do with this man.

But it seemed as though he wanted everything to do with me. Before I could say anything in protest, his large hands were around my neck, cutting off my air supply. As I struggled to maintain my breath, he was pulling my gown off and leaving me completely naked and vulnerable to him.

I struggled to cry out because of his hands cutting off my throat, but then again, I also didn’t want to cry out knowing Mateo was sleeping not far from me. His disgusting mouth was on mine in moments and his tongue was invading my mouth, leaving a nasty taste in my mouth. The more I struggled against him the more he held me tighter.

I could feel the hardness of his erection through his pants, pressing into me. He was begging for access, but I knew he wasn’t going to wait for my response; he was going to break in regardless of what I said.

Just as he sprung himself free, he was being shoved to the ground with such force that it nearly knocked me down too. I fell onto the bed, crying and shaking as Marlon’s silvery-golden wolf tore into this man’s flesh and ripped his guts to shreds.

Blood was splattered everywhere, including my body. At that point, Mateo was awake and was screaming. Shakily, I picked Mateo up and held him close to my chest in an attempt to soothe him. He could probably feel my anguish because it took me a little while to get him back to sleep.

After what felt like a lifetime, Marlon finally transitioned back to his human form. He had blood covering his body and he was breathless as he stared at the nobleman that sat before him.

“What just happened…” I whispered, my tone quivering as I placed Mateo back in his bed.

“I need to hide this body,” Marlon said, ignoring my question. “Then we need to clean this mess up…”

I nodded slowly, my fingers still trembling.

“Won’t people be looking for him?” I asked, tears filling my eyes as he began moving the body.

“Don’t worry about that,” Marlon told me gently. “I’ll tell him he died of an overdose. He was a huge drug addict. They won’t even bat an eye.”

That came to a slight relief, but the events of what just happened were still imprinted in my mind.

As Marlon worked to get rid of the body, I decided to start cleaning the blood from the building. I kept myself naked so I wouldn’t ruin any of the clothing provided to me.

By the time Marlon came back, it seemed as though there was never any murder. He was relieved to see the clean building; he was also clean and in new clothing. I’m not sure how he managed to hide a body, get back into the manor, and change clothing without being detected, but I guess it wasn’t really for me to know.

He stared around my bare body briefly before meeting my eyes.

“Are you okay?” He asked slowly.

I nodded. I was still in shock of what had just happened and still in awe of Marlon saving my life. He was so heroic. My wolf was jumping up and down with such excitement I was having trouble containing her.

I was still breathless and felt heat rising into my cheeks.

“I think so…” I whispered to him, allowing my voice to drift off as he came closer to me.

I stayed where I was; my wolf didn’t want me to move. She wanted him to close closer. I wasn’t afraid of him, and I didn’t feel the need to jump out of his way as he closed the small gap that sat between us.

My body was still trembling as he wrapped his arms around me; I felt myself shaking in his grasp, but I didn’t want to pull away from him. I wanted him to hold me and to tell me that everything was going to be okay. His scent brought me into a world of wonder, and I felt comforted by him.

His lips found mine and I could taste the sweetness of him; the softness of his lips pressed into me with such tenderness I thought my head was going to spin-off. He bit the bottom of my lip tenderly and brought me further into his mouth. I breathed into him; breathing his air as he breathed mine.

His fingers draped through my dark brunette hair entangling it in with his silver locks. I pressed my naked body against his without hesitation and wrapped my arms around him. At that moment, I no longer cared about what was right or what was wrong. All I knew was that I wanted him; I needed him. I needed to feel his touch. I needed him close to me.

He pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me; I could feel his erection through his pants. I used my fingers to trace his waistline, begging him to release himself to me. I could see the admiration playing in his eyes as he sent small kisses down the nape of my neck and down my torso. His tongue found my clit and he moved it in a circular motion.

I inhaled sharply as the pleasurable sensation of his tongue against me gave me chills down my spine. I moaned softly as he deepened his tongue into me. I used my fingers to tug on my swollen nipples gently; breathing deeply with each sensational movement he made.

He brought his lips back up my torso and I heard him releasing his erection from his pants. His penis pressed against me gently, asking permission for access. I wrapped my legs around his waist as an answer; a small timid smile played on his lips as he slid himself into me.

I breathed out with satisfaction as his closeness illuminated my hazy purple aura. He continued moving his body in and out of me; our moans being muffled by his gentle and tender kisses. I felt his stiffness hitting the back walls of my vagina; my breasts bouncing with each movement he made.

None of this made sense to me. I wasn’t even after anything particular, but I knew I wanted him as a whole. He was this beautiful man that saved my life numerous times during the last few months. The father of my child. I shouldn’t be having these conflicted feelings for him, and I had no idea what it was he must have been thinking. I’m sure he was just as confused as I was, if not more.

If anyone were to catch us, everything would be ruined, and it could resort to death for all of us.

But at that moment, I didn’t care. My wolf didn’t care. His wolf didn’t seem to care.

I could feel myself at the brink of an orgasm. I muffled my moans with my hands as I climaxed, exploding aground him in a wave of gratitude and lust. He pulled out of me and released himself onto my bare stomach.

Falling beside me in the bed, we both lay there breathless.

Both our wolves were satisfied.