Anissa And Mark Chapter Novels & Stories

Bethel rushed out,feeling really better he is going to release her. Mark took a thorough look at her...her body, and since her hands were tied,he moved closer to her and spank her fat ass,he loved the feel of it, the way it bounce back on the surface of his palm. Bethel screamed at him,she never knew he had more plans for her. Mark came full in erection at the mere touch of her ass but Anna didn't say he can have her,if not he would sheath himself in her clit. "I will let you go if only you follow me to the club,have drinks with me,dance with me and take pictures with me. Do you agree?" Mark asked.

“Whatever. Didn’t know she came with security.” Mark didn’t correct him. The guy melted back into the crowd. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then Chloe let out a slow breath. “…Okay,” she said. “That was uncomfortable. But my knight in shining armour showed up right on time.” Mark sighed, glancing down at his ruined shirt. Chloe slipped her hand into his. “Come on. Let’s go see what Isa’s up to.” Mark didn’t argue. He let her pull him farther into the crowd, a reluctant grin tugging at his lips despite himself.

STORY INTRO + CHAPTER 1 = READ FROM CHAPTER 55 on FLS ******** CHAPTER NINE: "GETTING FULL FAMILY WETTER - CH 10 - Final Chapter" Warning: Heavy Incest Ahead, Not for faint-hearted! ******** Marika looked at Manuela and giggled. “We did it, Manuela.” “Yeah we did, we have another member in our team,” Manuela said proudly. She looked at Grace. “Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

I could tell he had finally accepted that we could not be together as he turned and walked away. "You promised no to reverse the Mark, I will remember that promise," Henry said. "I don't know what you are talking about!" I said and quickly escaped. The rest of the day, I helped clean up. I did not look for Henry and I hoped he did not look for me. Rumors of our Marking had soon spread. As I walked around, my pack gave me knowing looks. Even Lily could not stop teasing me. After the territory was secured, Henry insisted on taking me back with him. I wanted to resist, but the teasing only got worse. It was clear my pack would not let go of this opportunity to tease me.

It is like he doesn’t register the others around us as he approaches me pulling me into his arms and crashing his lips to mine. Just as I am about to respond the sound of a high pitch voice is heard from behind us. “What the fuck are you doing Daniel?” I am pushed back roughly and Daniel is at the woman’s side. “Cassidy, I am so sorry it appears this woman is my mate.” “Mate? She is marked Daniel.” His eyes look down toward my neck. “What the fuck? Who the fuck marked you?” “She is obviously a whore Daniel. Kill her and let's move on.”

This wasn’t a place of punishment. It was a place of observation. Cassian stepped inside first. “This room doesn’t belong to belief,” he said. “It belongs to truth.” My throat tightened. “And what truth do you want?” He turned to face me. “What happens when no one tells you what the Mark is supposed to do.” One of the men activated the system. The lights dimmed. The air vibrated—low frequency, like a heartbeat under the floor. My ears rang softly. The Mark flared.

​I blinked, my eyes struggling to focus in the oppressive darkness of the alley. My head throbbed, a dull ache pulsing behind my temples like a trapped bird beating against a cage. ​I tried to push myself up, but my hands skidded on something slick. I looked down, and my breath hitched in my throat. My clothes were shredded, stained dark with dried, crusty blood. ​The gala. The music. The laughter. The way Noah and Cassian had looked at me, like I was a prize they’d finally captured. I remembered the heat rising in my blood, the golden agony of the mark on my neck, and then… nothing.

“Getting rid of a mate mark is a different thing entirely. I'm sure she felt like she was being split into two.” “Yes…” I whispered, my grip on Luca's shirt didn't reduce. What does this mean? I can't get rid of this mark without enduring that pain? What if I can't endure it? What next? Killain was staring at me with wonder and joy in his eyes. “We are mates Samantha.”

The grim expression on Markus' face did not falter but Atticus on the other hand seemed unmoved from his indifference. Atticus introduced himself to Ayla and Clarrise and when he finally extended his arms to Markus', I suddenly felt nervous. For a second, I thought Markus won't accept his hand but I was mistaken. But then I noticed how tight his grip was on Atticus' hand. I looked at Ayla and Clarrise but they seemed oblivious to what is happening. What's with these two? Do they know each other? A playful smirk slowly formed on Atticus' lips which add more danger to Markus' eyes. Clarrise now noticed the tension between the two men so she quickly called Markus' attention.

I chuckled, “Fine, but not here. Can we go? I'm tired as fuck.” “Yes, please. I need this exclusive news alone.” I grabbed my bag and hopped off the counter. I could still feel eyes on me. “Ya, not only you.” I pushed through the crowd with Blue trailing behind me, my heels clicking against the floor. The whispers hadn’t stopped, if anything, they followed me like a shadow. “She’s with Orion.” “No way. She’s lying.” “Did you see the way he kissed her hair?” Every word stung but also fueled me. Let them talk. That was the point.