Chapter 21: Chapter 21

My heart was beating in my throat when I saw his soft kisses on it and he kept biting it lightly. I got so hot I thought I was going to burn alive. I didn't want to be tagged, much less forced to, so in his arms I turned to face him and looked up at him uncertainly.

"Trust me, Lou. I would never do anything you don't want," he whispered, looking deep into my eyes as he cupped his hands on my cheeks, waiting for me to give him any reaction. I closed my eyes, taking a moment to let myself in and then put my hands on his strong chest to look back at him and smile at him in agreement.

I wanted it, I wanted to feel loved and I wanted to try and maybe love him someday too, nothing else made any sense to me.

He looked at me excitedly, kissed my cheeks tenderly and took my hand in his, before walking into the bedroom together with me.

My heart was pounding with every step and when he stopped in front of the bed, I caught my breath from nervousness. I didn't know what to do or think, I felt numb. It felt wrong, but I knew it would be right. It would bind me closer to whoever was my soulmate.

He stood right in front of me and pulled me closer to him by the waist. His lips met mine, sucking slightly, making me close my eyes again and surrender control to him. I felt his hands on my hips, searching for my shirt and then slowly pulling it up. I automatically stretched my arms up and he pulled away from my lips briefly to pull my top over my head and pattern me with an intriguing expression.

His eyes sparkled when he looked at my neckline and he greedily put his lips on mine again to open my bra with a skillful grip. I just stood there, feeling the bra slide down my arms and then his hand on my hip, pulling me closer to him.

He let go of my lips, kissed my cheek and then undressed himself completely on top. Curiously, I eyed his bare chest, inspected every line of his tattoos, and then carefully placed my hand where I could feel his heart beating hard.

We stood like that for a while looking at the bodies we seemed destined for and this time it was me who stood on tiptoe and put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He beamed when my eyes met his and then turned us to the bed so that I was the first to get on the bed.

I made myself as comfortable as I could and tried to control my rapid breathing, which became irregular again as soon as I felt his hands on my pants, which he opened and slowly pulled off, looking into my eyes. I didn't look away, struggling for breath and felt a pleasant tingling in my abdomen at his exciting gaze.

"You're beautiful," he whispered softly as he unbuttoned his jeans and let them slide down with his eyes on my body. My heart was pounding against my ribs and I could tell from his grin that he knew exactly what he was triggering in me.

He carefully bent over my petite body, licking the skin on the crook of my neck and I heard his low growl, which gave me goosebumps. It was driving him crazy not to have tagged me yet, but I trusted him and hugged his strong back, digging my nails lightly into his skin, and then felt his hand sliding down my side, stopping at my underwear.

And then his pace changed, like he wasn't in control anymore.

He raised his torso and pulled my panties down so fast my legs started shaking under him. The touches were strange to me and I didn't know what was to come. He also took off his boxer shorts, then lay down lightly on top of me again and I held my breath at the feel of his manhood between my legs.

Leaning on his arm next to mine, he lifted my chin with his other hand and forced me to look him straight in the eyes as my body trembled and I felt him slowly entering. A soft moan escaped me into his face, whereupon he gave me a quick kiss on my cheek, only to then look at me excitedly again.

He bit his lower lip, looked down at our bodies for a moment and carefully pushed himself deeper and deeper into me. I held my breath, my body tensing slightly and he grabbed my waist with the hand that had just lifted my chin, lifting my pelvis and penetrating me completely.

I groaned, digging my nails into his back and closing my eyes, but he tugged at my hair lightly.

"Look at me," he whispered, gripping tighter, which made me look deep into his eyes again.

His breathing became faster, his movements more rhythmic and every time he penetrated I felt a tingling rush through my whole body that made me moan again and again.

He let go of my hair, growling and thrusting harder and deeper. I clung even deeper to him, felt his thrusts so deep inside me that after this short time I had the feeling that I had to come right away.

My heart was beating like crazy as his grip on my waist tightened and then, looking into his eyes, I slowly came closer to my climax. I moaned loudly and he watched me closely until he then let himself fall into the crook of my neck, thrust deep into me one last time and I felt him cum inside me. My body tingled and the muscles in my abdomen kept contracting until all my muscles relaxed and all I could hear was our heavy breathing.

And then I felt this all consuming pain in the crook of my neck and I cried out in shock.

I woke up on the floor of my trailer and Samira was half on top of me. She was breathing calmly and evenly and somehow I regretted taking her with me. I closed my eyes again and gently pushed her off me, but she immediately slid back to me and clutched me even tighter.

"Are you awake?" I asked, trying not to sound annoyed. I only took her because I was mad when Lou and Alec left the club. Of course I still wanted to give her a chance and get involved with her, but everything came with time and she was just way too clingy.

"Yes," she breathed, stroking my chest, causing me to get up immediately, causing her to lie on her back and watch me.

"Shall we go to breakfast?" I asked, pulling on a sweater that Lou had given me once.

"Sure," she beamed, and I really had to pull myself together not to roll my eyes.

She got up, just pulled on one of my jackets and then waited for me to be the first to exit the trailer.

It was raining again, but I could use the rain right now. It became one with my mood and before I even had a moment to take a deep breath, the blonde immediately clutched my arm tightly again. I didn't resist and just let her do it. Maybe I'd look forward to something like that in the future.

"Tell me something about yourself," she then turned her gaze up to me and looked at me expectantly.

"What do you want to know?"

She thought for a moment and then asked something that made me really uncomfortable.

"What do you see in Lou that I don't have?"

I held my breath and just kept walking, staring straight ahead.

"She has nothing that you don't have, it's complicated, Samira. I don't want to talk to you about her either," I answered to calm her down, but Lou had so much more to her than any other woman.

She was smart, funny and the strongest of them all. The only one I didn't mind being around at all and suddenly I stopped in shock when Lou suddenly appeared in front of us and looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Oh man," I heard Samira bleating next to me, but I ignored her and pulled my arm out of her hands.

"Lou?" I spoke to her and she immediately stopped to turn in my direction, crying. Her eyes looked swollen, her wet hair fell half over her face and her hands were shaking. I looked her up and down with concern. Saw her cute rubber boots, light jeans, white sweater and then I saw the wound on her neck that made my heart ache.

"What happened?" I asked, running towards her while leaving Samira angry.

"Nothing," she breathed, wiping away her tears. "All is well."

I stood close to her and suddenly noticed this unpleasant, foreign smell on her. Nothing of the sweetness came out of her pores anymore. Inside, I seethed with anger, but I no longer had the right to interfere.

"Nice marking," I suddenly heard Samira next to me, who looked at Lou with a grin, who then gave me a quick glance and disappeared across the market square.

"Did that really have to be?" I growled at the blonde and wanted to follow Lou, but a hand grabbed my arm and I immediately recognized the smell that was also attached to Lou.

"Mind your own mate," Alec said, standing right in front of me.

He was a bit taller than me and certainly wider, but if it came down to it, I would take him on in a heartbeat.

"She doesn't want you anymore. You left her so just let me make her happy," he said, and if Lou hadn't hooked up with him about his fucking tag, I sure would have killed him right there.

"You make her happy?" I growled at him, clenching my hands into fists.

"Is that why she's running through the rain crying?"

"She's unhappy because of you," he pointed at me and took a deep breath. "You don't let her go! Appear in front of the hut, give her a look and she won't escape you! I will never let her fall and I won't let you come near her again!"

He angrily ran after Lou and I stopped, shaking with anger. Samira just stood next to me and watched Alec leave while I really had to control myself not to run after him and smack his face.

I knew Lou and she wasn't a woman who just cried for no reason and she certainly wouldn't have been tagged so easily. Stunned about everything, I left the blonde and ran back to the trailer. I needed rest for myself now.

The mark had changed everything.