The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Orelia's POV.

His tongue and fingers bring me to the edge again and again. I don't know what Xavier thinks I did to deserve this, but I'm not complaining.

I wouldn't be able to, even if I wanted to. By the comedown of my fourth orgasm, I'm not sure I'm even capable of saying my own name. My breathing is all over the place and my body is covered in a thin layer of moisture.

Xavier arises from between my legs and comes to lie next to me. I reach for his hand and squeeze it. We lay there for a few moments as I recover.

'That was amazing,' I mumble, still unable to open my eyes.

Xavier chuckles and kisses my forehead. 'Good.'

He rolls onto his side and cuddles into me. I feel his erection pressing against my thigh. It's like a hot rod of metal against my skin. Suddenly, I don't feel so out of it anymore.

I sit up, taking Xavier by surprise. He watches me with interest as I kneel by his side and reach for his cock. He lets out a hissed breath through his teeth as I begin stroking him.

I want to taste him, too. I lean down and wrap my lips around the head of his cock. I swipe it with my tongue, tasting his salty tang. He tastes delicious.

Xavier grunts and relaxes back on the bed, letting me pleasure him. I take my time sucking him. Hearing his low moans and gasps is honestly almost as good as feeling the orgasm myself. I can't explain how much pleasure I get out of pleasuring him.

I can't fit all of him into my mouth. I have to use my hand to stroke the base. I move my hand and mouth in time, working up a rhythm.

I can feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. His hips buck up and down and his thigh is tense under my hand. His hands come to my hair, gripping it tightly. He doesn't try to force my head down or apply any pressure, he merely buries his fingers in the locks and holds on.

I pick up my pace, sucking him harder and faster. With my free hand, I cup his balls and stroke them back and forth. It seems to work, because Xavier groans my name and suddenly tenses up.

Warm semen hits the back of my throat. I don't swallow at first. Instead, I wait for the final spurts to stop. With a full mouth, I swallow his load and lick his cock clean. He tastes salty but pleasant enough.

I pull back from his crotch, sit up and wipe my mouth. Xavier lays panting on the bed, looking up at me in lust and awe.

'Thank you,' he says huskily. 'That was…fuck.'

I can't help but laugh at the adorable, dazed expression on his face. He's too cute.

He sits up suddenly, making me jump. He grabs the back of my neck and kisses me like I haven't just finished sucking him off. Uncaring, his tongue enters my mouth and caresses my own.

I kiss him back eagerly, putting my hands on his shoulders to keep him close. Together, we fall back onto the bed. I'm pinned underneath him whilst Xavier supports himself with his hands on either side of my head.

I spread my legs and wrap them around his waist. Pushing my feet into his lower back, I usher him closer.

Xavier breaks the kiss to reach between us. He grasps the base of his cock, lines it up and rubs it between my lower lip. My breath catches in my throat and my heart thumps quickly.

We're both silent in anticipation as he first eases himself inside of me. Our breathing is shallow and quiet. Inch by inch, he slides inside my channel. My hands grip his shoulders as my body is overcome with emotions.

It already feels so good, and he is barely moving. I feel so connected to him at this moment. Our eyes meet and the amount of affection we convey to one another leaves me breathless.

As if knowing what I want, Xavier starts to move. He pulls back almost all of the way and then thrusts back inside. My back arches and my eyes fall closed as the pleasure starts to build almost instantly.

It's orgasmic, feeling him rub the sensitive flesh of my inner walls. Xavier is on the same cloud nine as me. His jaw is clenched, and I can see the tension in his muscles from holding himself back.

I reach up and stroke his cheek. His eyes meet mine.

'Don't hold back,' I whisper. 'Please.'

My plea sets something off inside my mate. It's like a switch is flicked or something.

He suddenly starts pounding into me. His thrusts shake both me and the bed we're on. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, I pull his face down to mine and kiss him.

Our teeth bash together, and our breaths mix but we don't care. We kiss as he fucks me, taking me to the peak of orgasm again.

My climax comes hard and fast. We break the kiss, panting heavily. I cry out Xavier's name as I clench around him. Happy tears pool in my eyes and stream down my face.

As the throes of my climax start to clear, a need to claim him powers through me. I lean forwards and find the exact spot on his neck where my mark should go. I bite down and claim him. The pleasure that runs through him must be intense, because his body shakes.

I cling to him for dear life as he reaches his climax. Xavier slows his thrusts as he finds his release. He eventually stops and falls on top of me, ensuring that most of his weight is still on his arms.

I pull back and admire my mark on his neck. My heart swells with pride. He is mine.

Xavier recovers and kisses my neck. I turn my face to the side, giving him as much access as possible. It's a silent encouragement to mark me and he takes it.

I wince when his teeth pierce my skin, but the pain is only temporary. The pleasure comes next, barreling through me in waves. Xavier retracts his teeth and holds me whilst I come down from the high.

I don't know how long we lie there, still connected and holding onto one another. I never want to move or let go, I've found my happy spot.

After we've cleaned up, we get into the bed and cuddle again. Xavier squeezes me tightly and kisses my forehead. I'm cocooned in the covers and his arms, loved and safe.

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Dinner with my family is a joyous affair. My parents are delighted to meet Xavier, and even more excited to see our marks on each other's necks.

My sister only smirked when she saw it, but I imagine it won't be long before the teasing starts.

We sit down to eat, and my family starts firing questions at Xavier, eager to get to know him. The story of how we met is a funny one that I let him tell.

I only told my parents that I'd met him at the hospital, not the weird misunderstanding that actually happened. I tell them about Lettie and her son and how good Xavier has been for her.

He really is an angel.

'What about you, Ines What have you been up to' I ask my sister.

She shrugs at the end of the table. 'Not much, really. Still not heard back from the clinic since they cut back my hours.'

My sister works as a guidance counsellor at a clinic near her flat. Recently, they gave her some time off and announced they were cutting back her hours. They still haven't asked for her back in yet. I'm worried for her; they seem to be letting a lot of people go.

'That sucks.'

She shrugs again. 'It'll be alright. Besides, I'm going out with Eleanor tonight and that always solves my problems.'

'For a short while,' I mutter.

Eleanor is Ines' human friend and is a big drinker. If Eleanor is going out, it's going to be a messy night.

I hope she's okay.

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