The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Callie's POV.

I wake up to Nate kissing my mark. I giggle as his slight stubble tickles my neck.

'Morning, baby,' he says huskily.

He sucks gently on his mark, and I moan, pleasure filling me.

Goddess, that feels good.

His hands slide up my body and he squeezes my breast. I arch my back and press myself against his hand, wanting more.

'Nate,' I gasp his name and he captures his lips with mine.

Just as I'm about to push him away on the grounds of morning breath, he breaks the kiss and moves down to suck on my nipple. His fingers play with the other whilst I writhe next to him.

He kisses down my body, continuously playing with my nipples as he does. He buries his tongue between my lower lips and my hips buck upwards in surprise.

My fingers find their way to his hair, gripping tightly as he circles my bundle of nerves with his tongue.

He releases my nipples and spreads my thighs with his hands, giving him better access.

I cry out as a powerful orgasm washes over me. My body shakes with its intensity and I'm left panting afterward.

Nate comes up to lie beside me and licks his lips.

'Guess I don't need breakfast anymore,' he comments jokingly.

I roll my eyes and nudge him, hoping my cheeks aren't as red as they feel.

'What was that about' I ask him, my voice still a little breathy.

Nate frowns. 'It appears the effects of me marking you are already starting.'

After a couple completes the marking stages, their hormone levels spike to encourage the completion of the mating process.

It's like Nate and I have just been pumped full of Viagra.

Nate decides to get up before he tries to jump me again. I lay in bed whilst he uses the bathroom.

I hear the shower turn on and my mind fills with images of him wet and naked. Before I know it, I've climbed out of the bed and I'm entering the en suite.

I step into the walk—in shower behind Nate. He jumps as I place my hands on his back.

'Callie What are you doing' He asks, his voice tight with restraint.

Bless him, he's trying to hold himself back.

I press myself to him, so that my breasts are squashed against his back. I reach around him and pour some shower gel onto my hands. I rub them together, working up a lather.

Instead of verbally answering Nate's question, I decide to show him.

I run my hands up and down his chest, spreading out the suds. He is rigid under my touch at first, and then starts to relax.

I work my fingers into his muscles, easing out any knots. He sighs and leans his head back. I move onto my tiptoes and rest my chin on his shoulder.

Nate lets me wash him. I move onto his arms, and then his back. He steps forwards under the spray and washes off the suds.

He turns around to face me, giving me the full—frontal view of his naked body.

I lick my lips and a low growl sounds from the back of his throat.

'Don't look at me like that, Callie,' he warns me.

I smile at him and drop to my knees. His eyes widen and his lips part slightly as I grasp the base of his cock.

'Look at you like what, Nate' I ask, feigning innocence.

I shuffle forwards and take his cock into my mouth, all the while maintaining eye contact.

Nate curses under his breath and his wet hand finds my hair. He latches his fingers onto the strands and moves back and forth with me bobbing my head.

I take him all the way, until my nose bumps his stomach and my eyes water.

'Callie,' Nate groans my name.

It's a silent plea not to stop and I don't intend to.

I hold onto these thighs with hands, steadying myself as I use only my mouth on him. I take deep breaths each time I pull back and hold the air in my lungs as he slides past my lips again.

I build up a steady pace, gradually getting faster. I feel Nate's thighs tensing under my touch, indicating that he is close.

I suck him with renewed vigor, working him towards his climax.

It hits him suddenly. His hands tighten in my hair and his body tenses. His cock pulses between my lips and he cries out my name as he releases into my mouth.

I swallow everything, gently sucking until he is spent. He sags back against the wall with a shaky exhale.

He turns off the shower and looks down at me, his lips parted.

'Holy shit, baby,' he murmurs. 'That was…fuck. That was amazing.'

He helps me to my feet and pecks me on my lips. As he dries off, I have my own shower, washing my body and my hair.

Once we're both dried off and dressed for the day, we have breakfast. Despite Nate's comment that he's already eaten, we've both worked up an appetite.

We decide that it's probably safer for us to be around other people, seeing as the mark has already made us both horny as hell.

I message Lexi and she invites us to go house—hunting with her and Rixon. With nothing else to do, we both agree.

I didn't tell Lexi about Nate marking me, so I'm a little nervous when we arrive at the first house address that Lexi texted me.

Rixon and Lexi are already waiting outside of the house when Nate and I join them, holding hands.

Rixon scents the air and frowns, whilst Lexi spots the mark on my neck and squeals happily.

'You marked her!' She cries. 'Congratulations, lovebirds!'

Rixon narrows his eyes at me, and I shrug. He scowls and begrudgingly congratulates us when Lexi elbows his side.

I don't really care what he says about Nate and me now. Nate has marked me; marks are for life. There's nothing Rixon or Ben can do about it, they're just going to have to accept it.

We spend the day looking around houses with Rixon and Lexi, critiquing them for location, size, age, work—needed, etc.

Eventually, they find one they really like. It's only about twenty minutes away from Nate's house, which makes me happy.

My brother might be a gigantic pain in the ass sometimes, but I never want to be too far apart from him. Or Ben.

Lexi invites us back for dinner and Nate and I eagerly accept. It's kind of dangerous for us to be alone right now, we'll jump each other the moment we're alone.

Spending the evening with my brother seems like a great way to kill the mood.

Dinner turns out to be the best thing for all of us. Rixon warms up to Nate and they get on so well, I even spend some time alone with Lexi, confident that Rixon won't kill Nate in my absence.

We talk about the baby in the living room, whilst the boys play on Rixon's video game box thing in the snug.

We discuss the baby names that they're considering. They haven't even had their first child yet and both of them have already decided that they're having more.

Growing up, I've always wanted kids. It's crazy that I could have one if I wanted to, now that I've found Nate.

On the way home, I casually mention Lexi and the baby in the car. I don't make any hints about wanting children, I simply want to ease Nate into the idea.

It turns out, there is no easing required.

He takes me by complete surprise.

'I can't wait until it's us, planning our baby's future and picking names,' he says wistfully.

He watches the road ahead whilst driving, acting nonchalant and like he hasn't just dropped a huge statement. I stare at him in shock.

'You can't wait for kids' I blurt.

Nate panics a little and gives me a reassuring smile.

'Don't worry if you're not ready, I'm happy to wait,' he says quickly.

'I want them soon,' I splutter. 'I just didn't know you were ready so soon.'

Nate frowns. 'I've waited for twenty—eight years, just like you have, Cal. Of course I'm ready for kids.'

Damn, he really is perfect.

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