The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Rory's POV.

'Oh, come on!' Xaden says emphatically. 'What's wrong with the name Chad'

Noelle scrunches her nose up at it and Grace shakes her head.

'No! It's too American. I'll just think of that Cinderella film,' Noelle replies.

Xaden frowns. 'What Cinderella film'

'That one with Chad Michael Murray in,' I chip in helpfully and the girls nod.

'Alright, then.' Xaden sighs dramatically. 'What boy's names do you like'

Noelle shrugs. 'Something different, something that no one else is called. Maybe something like Sinn'

'Sinn What kind of a name is Sinn' Her mate retorts irritably.

Noelle narrows her eyes at me. 'I don't know, what kind of name is Xaden'

That shuts him up.

'All of your family has unusual names pretty much,' Noelle comments. 'I think we should continue that tradition.'

Xaden puffs air out of his mouth and crosses his arms over his chest.

'From someone who knows what it is like to grow up with an unusual name, I don't want to put our kids through it. It sucks. No one knows how to spell it or pronounce it. You get sick of having to correct them.'

'I'm so glad our daughter is already named,' Lyd whispers next to me.

I chuckle and nod my head. 'Me, too.'

In a few weeks, we will get to bring Orelia home, and she will officially be our daughter. We've waited so long for this day. Almost a year.

We've known from the moment we first met Orelia that she was meant to be with us, she's family. She's the sweetest, gentlest and bubbliest little girl that we've ever met.

Lydia must know that I'm thinking about our daughter, because she gets up and comes to sit on my chair with me. It's a tight squeeze, but I love having my mate close.

'Can we go to bed early tonight' She asks me, pressing her lips to my ear so only I can hear.

'Why do you want to do that' I reply, feigning ignorance.

She grins and leans in to kiss me.

'You know why, baby,' she purrs, and I chuckle.

'Of course.'

We talk for a little longer and then decide to call it a night. We bring everything back inside and fortunately, Axel and Grace nominate themselves to wash up, leaving the rest of us to go upstairs.

I follow Lydia up the stairs, shamelessly checking out her butt as I go. My mate has a damn fine ass.

We've come a long way since we first go together. Neither of us had told anyone in our lives about our sexualities. We kept it to ourselves, which meant that, when we met each other, our sexual orientation was out.

Luckily for us, we both have incredible friends. It took longer for Lyd's family to accept us, but they've come round over the years. They're really excited to meet Orelia.

Once in our room, the two of us get ready for bed. I get in first and go on my phone until Lydia comes out of the bathroom.

She's wearing a pastel pink, lace underwear set. She knows it's my favorite color on her. It compliments her almost white—blonde hair so much.

I put down my phone straight away, having found something way better to look at. She saunters across the room and slides into bed next to me.

'Hey, gorgeous,' she whispers.

I grab the back of her neck and pull her in for a kiss. Her soft lips instantly respond to mine. Our lips move in perfect sync with one another.

I roll on top of her and her legs automatically open to accommodate me. She wraps her legs around my waist, drawing me closer to her body.

I lick along her bottom lip, silently asking her to open up to me. She does so eagerly and our tongues touch. Desire builds in me and grinds against her core. She moans into my mouth and buries her fingers in my hair, pulling gently on the strands.

I break the kiss to take off her bra. Her breasts, perky and sizeable, are revealed to me. I bend down and take one of her rose—colored nipples into my mouth. I suck on it and gently scrape my teeth over it.

She shivers underneath me. I pinch her other nipple and tug on the bud until it is distended. She's writhing and moaning beneath me as I play with her breasts.

I kiss and suck on them, molding them up and together with my hands. They're so sensitive, I know that she can come just from me touching them.

I gyrate my hips, grinding on her. I switch to sucking on her other nipple and I play with the one that has just been in my mouth. I pinch and roll it and that's all it takes.

My little mate quivers and moans my name. Her body trembles beneath me and her hips buck involuntarily as her orgasm rolls through her. I tease and play until the aftershocks stop.

When she's recovered, I move under the covers and pull down her panties. She's soaked from her orgasm and ready for me. I push two fingers inside her and close my lips over her clit.

'Aurora,' she gasps my name as I add a third finger.

I make figure eights around her clit with the tip of my tongue, driving her wild. I have to hold her hips down with my free hand whilst I pump my fingers inside her with the other.

In only a few minutes, she's coming again. I carry her through it, licking and fingering her as she gushes onto my hand, covering my fingers in her sweet juices.

As she catches her breath, I clean up her mess, licking up every drop.

Her body is still shaking when I come to lie next to her. She's on me in an instant, helping me take off the t—shirt I chose to sleep in. I'm naked beneath it and she kisses my breasts hungrily.

She sucks on my nipple whilst her hand slides between my legs. Oral is my thing. Magic fingers are Lydia's. I've tried to get her to teach me what she does, but there's just something about her.

She pushes two fingers inside me to get them coated in my wetness, then she brings them up to rub my clit. It's like she knows my own body better than I do. She rubs it in just the right position with just the right pressure, it's uncanny.

I try to keep my hips still, knowing it will feel better if I let her pleasure me. She moves up from my breasts to kiss me again. I grip her shoulders and moan into her mouth, my orgasm building.

'Lyd,' I gasp her name as my orgasm approaches. 'Don't stop.'

She answers my breathless plea, rubbing my clit faster until I hit my climax. The pleasure that hits me takes both my breath and my vision. I come hard, crying out my mate's name and jerking my hips up and down against her hand.

'Fuck,' I mutter under my breath as I come down from my high. 'That was amazing.'

Lyd giggles and lies down next to me. I pull her into my arms, and we snuggle up, getting as close as possible.

She runs her fingers up and down my arm.

'I love you,' she whispers.

I find her lips and kiss them. 'I love you more.'

She chuckles. 'Never,' she disagrees with me.

We hold each other and fall asleep that way.

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The next day is our last. We have breakfast together on the balcony and cheers our coffees to a great weekend.

In the afternoon, we drive home. Axel and Grace drive us, whilst Lydia and I sit in the back.

'We need to do this again,' I suggest, and everyone agrees.

'I hope our kids do stuff like this together,' Grace comments.

I smile, imagining it.

In a few weeks, our life will change forever when we bring Orelia home. By the end of the year, the lives of our friends will be changed, too.

There's so much to look forward to in our future, I can't wait.

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