Chapter 34

"Wesley, I'm okay." I looked over his shoulder to find Andrew holding onto the man, his eyes completely black. I guess he was playing the over protective brother now, not that I minded. It was nice to feel protected. "What did he say to you?" I placed a chaste kiss on his jawline, his breathing evening out soon after. I leaned in close to his ear, my eyes meeting the pitiful Rogue. Blood was dripping from his skin as Andrews claws dug into him, a pained expression on his face. "He wanted to know why a pretty little girl like me was with a dumb Alpha." His reaction was immediate. He turned and growled at the Rogue, my hand still clutching his arms. He began to try and stalk forward but I kept my grip on him, his head whipping around to face me. "Let go Emilia!" "No Wesley, deal with him later." I began peppering kisses along his jaw and neck, his eyes shutting as his heart slowed down. "Want to tell me what an Alpha is?" He popped his eyes open again, looking down at me. "After tonight, please, let me have tonight." I nodded slowly, reaching out and brushing a piece of his hair away. His eyes glazed over just as Andrew began leading the Rogue away from the elevator, Wesley intwining his fingers with mine and tugging me out of the elevator. The doors were in shambles as smoke drifted from the doorway, my eyes meeting those of several wide eyed humans. I rolled my eyes as we made our way out of the hotel and into a large Range Rover, the sunlight fading as Wesley helped me into the passenger side. He quickly walked around and got in the dWesleys side just as the back doors opened and James, Philip, and Andrew climbed in. Andrew had a smudge of blood along the edge of his sleeve, but besides that he looked exactly like he did before. We pulled into the theatre and let a valet take the car, my hands finding Wesley no matter how many people separated us. He led all of us up some stairs and into an alcove, before finally opening a large door. Cool air hit me first, before blinding lights came quickly after. We stood on a private balcony with red plush chairs, a grin stretching out onto my face as I saw the huge crowd below us. We sat just as the loud noises quieted down and the curtain was thrown back, a lone actor standing below on the center of the stage. I grinned as he began his monologue and the play started, my hand resting in Wesleys the entire time. Through the play his leg would brush across mine or his thumb would graze my knuckles, causing me to shiver and lean into him. My heart was racing and my wolf was practically purring deep inside of me, sending me such vulgar images of him and I it even made me blush. Halfway through the last act he leaned in and placed a slow kiss right on my neck, causing my breath to hitch. He made his way closer to where he would mark me, sucking every couple of inches and leaving me littered with love bites. I let out a soft groan right as he got to where my mark was, causing him to grip my hands tighter and graze my skin. The crowd clapping interrupted us, my eyes opening when I hadn't even realized I had shut them. Wesley looked at my neck with a smirk, causing me to roll my eyes and groan internally. Stupid idiot. We stood as I unclipped my hair and let my curls fall, efficiently covering my neck and saving myself from further embarrassment. Wesley growled and pushed my hair back, his eyes darting around as he checked for any inmates males. "You are mine and will wear my mark proudly." I raised my eyebrows before giving him a look of confusion, making his eyes soften a bit. He reluctantly let my hair slide of my marks, although he did move pieces every once in while to show off one or two. I curled into him as soon as we reached the car, Andrew taking over and climbing into the dWesleys seat. James apologized and took Philip somewhere else, muttering something about how they needed a proper date or something. I smiled at the thought of their happiness, snuggling deeper into the crook of Wesleys neck. I dozed halfway asleep when the car fully stopped, Wesleys hands reaching under my and gripping me to him. He soundlessly brought me upstairs, laying me gently on the bed. He began to unzip my dress before my hands stopped him, my eyes opening slightly. "Light, turn off the lights." He graciously flipped the light switch, covering his eyes from seeing any of my scars. I stood and let the dress slide off of me, pooling in a circle around my feet. By the way Wesleys breathing changed, I knew he heart it hit the ground just like I did. The heat from his body drew me closer to him, the soft moonlight glittering in through the half drawn blinds. It lit up our faces and nothing else, letting me have view to his bright blue eyes. I leaned in closer and kissed his collar bone through his dress shirt, then his neck, and right along his jaw before pausing directly in front of his lips. "Take off your shirt." He hastily unbutton his clothes and practically ripped it off before pulling me in for a kiss. His lips worked mine open as he slid his tongue in, fight along with mine as we explored one another. His hands roamed my back and played with the clasps of my bra, his fingers shaking against my skin. Who knew the cocky Alpha was nervous? I reached behind me and slid it off, taking his hands in my own. "Have you ever touched a woman like this Wesley?" He shakily shook his head, sending my wolf into a frenzy of happiness. I placed his hands along my breasts and leaned into them, kissing him again as his hands finally began moving across me. I moaned into his open mouth, my hands untangling form his hair as I found my way to his pants. I took off the belt with so much fake confidence it actually surprised me. I unbuttoned and slid down his hands, grinning as I watched him kick them aside. I wrapped my hands around his neck as I kissed him, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He rubbed against my core, causing the scent of my arousal to practically invade our oxygen, causing him to growl and rub even harder against me. I moaned out into the open space, his hips bucking as he slammed against the fabric of his boxers and the fabric of my panties. He practically leaped for the bed with me still in his arms, his fingers playing with the hem of my lacy panties. I was practically sending prayers of thanks to my wolf for reminding me to wear black underwear this morning. His lips trailed along my neck and down to my breasts, his mouth finding my nipples almost instantly. My back arched as my hands gripped his sandy hair, a soft moan coming from the base of my throats as he nipped everywhere his lips came in contact with. He pulled away to look at me, my chest heaving and my eyes lidded with lust. His eyes shown black and a soft glow of yellow, his wolf fully out to play. I furrowed my eyebrows, wolves only came out when their humans were with their mates when they were doing one of two things. Marking, or mating. Before I could continue my train of thought his canines elongated right before me and slid into my skin, earning a cry from my lips. Pain blossomed from the spot his mouth was attached, blood trailing down my chest and ended somewhere on my stomach. He lifted his mouth to go to my stomach, looking up to stare at me straight in my eyes as he licked up the trail. It led over my stomach, breasts, and right back into my mark. He sucked the still healing mark, sending me into a frenzy as my core tightened and I gasped. Exhaustion tugged at me as my eyes dropped relucatntly, the rustling of clothes snapping me awake for a few seconds as I realized what was going on. One, Wesley was currently grabbing one of his grey t shirts and pulling it over me, his eyes still dark before laying in bed with me and snuggling into the crook of my neck. Two, the bastard had just fucking marked me.