Mark X Anissa Fanfiction Novels & Stories

With my legs wrapped tightly around Orrin’s waist, he slams into me repeatedly, and I’m so high that I’m scared to come down. I sink my nails into Orrin’s fine arse, pulling him deeper into me. I plant kisses on his shoulder, and my gums begin to ache. ‘Mark him, Anja! Let him mark you!’ Asha hisses inside my head. I push her away as my body contorts. I didn’t know a man could fuck so hard and fast! “Orrin,” I groan and gasp. “Please!” “I want to mark you, Anja. Fuck, please, baby,”

Audrina stated to her, who remained completely silent in front of her with her downcasted head. “Now let's go. Your father is waiting for us downstairs,” Audrina said and turned around to leave when suddenly her eyes fell on a mark on Anisia’ neck, which the makeup artists had concealed but Anisia accidentally ended up wiping the makeup from there and nobody even noticed it, but Audrina's keen gaze caught it. She removed Anisia's hair from her neck. “What's this?” She asked her. Anisia cupped her neck, confused. She turned her head around and looked at her reflection. Her eyes widened because it was one of those red marks which she had found on her body out of nowhere.

"You are about to discover the truth, my dear Anisha, and there is no turning back." I met his eyes with unwavering determination, refusing to let his arrogance intimidate me. "You may think you have all control, Markus, but I will not be swayed by your manipulations," I declared. "I will uncover the truth, no matter what it takes. And once I do, your days of tyranny will come to an end." A flicker of annoyance crossed Markus' face, but he quickly masked it with a smug smile. "We shall see, my dear Anisha," he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But before that, I have a surprise for you. They have been waiting."

Fiore sits in a high chair, babbling happily and grabbing at her food with chubby fists. Katana breaks the gentle hum of conversation with news that catches us all off guard. “Mark will be leaving soon to study abroad,” she announces, her tone a mix of pride and sadness. Annizah’s face falls. “Oh, Mark, we’ll miss you.” “I’ll miss you too, Annizah,” he replies, smiling warmly at her. “But it’s an opportunity I can’t pass up.” Katana reaches over and pats Annizah’s hand. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll stay here and help with Fiore.”

Because as many hand and blow jobs I have given of the last two months, he barely tried anything to make me feel good. Why am I even thinking about this. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Mark is hurt, his wrist was broken and his leg, so he’s in pain. It will change when he’s healed. But why do I think that Asher could make me cum so easily, while Mark has had little progress in that area. I don’t think I ever had an orgasm that wasn’t by my own hand while we were dating. “Leia? Are you there? Is this what I look like when I have an anxiety attack?” Kat asked me.

Anastasia smirks, tilting her head toward Sophia as if she’s letting her in on some big secret. My hand moves on its own, flying up to my neck, and the moment my fingers brush the spot, my stomach drops. Heat floods my face so fast it’s almost dizzying. I don’t even have to check in the mirror to know what they’re seeing, Alexei’s mark, dark and impossible to ignore. “Don’t try to cover it now,” Anastasia teases, grinning like she’s won something. “That’s not just a little mark, sweetheart. That’s a full-on mini announcement, before the real one."

She gasped before she looked around to see how the guests watched us. "Did you all hear what I said? Alpha Ashianna is in a relationship with a married man. The Alpha James mark is still on my neck." Ashra screamed at the top of her lungs. Her chest moved intensely before she plastered a fake smile on her lips, bragging about her position in Alpha James' life.

"If you still don't believe me, I'll let you hear every call she makes to me." Right then, his phone rang. He put it on speaker. "Lucien, I'm so sorry... I fell, and my stomach hurts so much..." Lucien's face went rigid. He looked at me, his eyes full of anguish. "You heard her," he said. "Anika needs me. I'll be back as soon as I can." The door closed, and so did my heart. I pulled out my suitcase and began to pack. -- The marking ceremony was a magnificent affair. Everyone knew of our five-year love story, and they had come to celebrate.

I sniff deeply and hold a groan. “Like what Nessa?” it felt surreal and that made it more interesting! I can enjoy being her and her being mine and then go our ways! She slowly turned her head towards me, letting my nose brush her cheek and replies in a cautious whisper, “Like this. Lying here with my handsome …” she trails off and then turning red, she changes what she was saying, “I mean lying with this handsome Mark..under the sky…” She chuckled to hide her embarrassment but maybe she was liking this impossible fantasy too!

​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.