ᴡᴇʟʟ ʏᴀ'ʟʟ, ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀʀ. ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ɴɪɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴀɴ ᴇᴘɪʟᴏɢᴜᴇ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ.

ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ. ʏᴇᴀʜ, ɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ. ʀᴇᴠ'ꜱ ᴄᴏᴠᴇɴ, ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀꜱ ʀᴏᴏᴍ- ʏ'ᴀʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ.

ᴀʟʟ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟ, ᴀʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ, ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴇxʏ. ᴜɴʟᴇᴀꜱʜᴇᴅ.

A life, a love, a dream, it meant nothing in the face of the law. Unfortunately I was one of the people who had to dish out the punishments. As much as I hated it, it had to be done. If I didn't do it with my mates, who would? We would be lawless. Humans would not be able to survive more rulers like the Romanians, who really didn't rule at all, just stood up, called themselves kings, and allowed the vampires to kill whoever they pleased.

"When should we announce your son to the world? Edward and Bella will no doubt reveal the existence and nature of hybrid children," my father asked me. "I would not wish to have them be the first ones to make the impression of my grandson. I mean, Edward and Bella cannot be that great of parents and I would not want people to get the wrong impression of what hybrids are and how they act. Helios is a well behaved child."

"Wild, but surprisingly well behaved. I don't think I've heard him tell us no once," I mused. "You know what would make them look even worse? Letting them make a fool of themselves with the child and then having us swoop in to give them advice. I mean, they have no clue how to raise a kid. From what Bella told me, she didn't ever want to have kids with anyone, let alone a vampire like Edward."

"Imagine all of us looking like we were going to come attack only to whip out a hybrid child of our own," Carlisle laughs at the thought. "It would make them look like idiots."

"Don't they already look like idiots?"

"Most definitely."

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Out of all the time that I spent with my mates, the time that we spent in the nest was most memorable. Of course, that was to be expected, as we did almost everything in there, but the place had its own way of calming us down when we needed a break from the world, from the law, and from our other covenmates. A space of peace.

Aro and Caius had decided that they would watch our son outside, making sure that he didn't get himself into any mischief while teaching him how to swim. I would have been there, but I was already stressed and wanted to give my mates a chance to spend time with him away from the nest and without my supervision.

Stress was something that came easily for me.

Boredom came even easier, often taking over my life while away from work.

"Marcus," I whined at my mate. He was sitting at the desk, doing some paperwork that he had been putting off like usual. Before I came he had been slacking in his job, too depressed to do any of his actual job, usually just coming back to his room and staring at the wall. Now, he had to pick up his kingly duties again, much more motivated to do so this time.

"Anna," He whined right back, "What is wrong?"

"I'm bored," I say, getting up from the bed. I sped over to where he was sitting at the desk and stood over him, looking down at his paperwork. Just a bunch of vampire registry. Boring. Why does life have to be boring now?

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do about that, tesoro, I have things to do." I groan at his dismissal. "If I could get through my paperwork any quicker, I would, amore."

"You don't have to do it all now, baby," Marcus gave me a glare before going back to his work. My strategies clearly were not working on him today. He usually would just cuddle with me when I wanted him to.

I would just have to try harder. He wasn't going to ignore his mate for any longer.

"Marcus," I whined again. I just needed him to turn his head to me. I just wanted to see his pretty face. "Put down the work and have fun with me."

My mate didn't budge, clearly trying to ignore my advances. What do I do? I want him to respond but he just-ugh, this is the worst. Maeve, bitch I need you right now. Give me advice. Just play with his hair and touch his neck. I promise, it will work. I mean, did you not hear what Alexandros said? I mean, he's sensitive, but what is that supposed to mean? I'm sensitive. Oh lord I am going to die a-I'm just going to die if you don't start to get more-Shush, lemme do this. Aight, call if you need any help with your mate.

Doing just as Maeve instructed, I started to entertain myself by playing with his hair, sometimes pressing light touches to his neck. I could hear him growl under his breath as he tried to keep focus on his work. I worked my way down to his nape and he hissed, whipping his head up to meet my red eyes.

"What are you doing?" He questions, his eyes darkening.

"Entertaining myself with your hair since you won't stop working," I say, kissing his cheek. He lets out a low hiss and turns back around. Somehow I was breaking his focus, meaning that what Maeve had told me to do really was working. Just be with me and have fun with me! I'm bored.

It only took him about a minute to crack again, letting out a string of hisses as I caressed his neck, the place where his friend said he was sensitive.

"Anna," He breathed, "Do not do that if you do not know of the consequences."

"Oh, what are you going to do, Marcus? Stop doing your work?" I tease. My mate tenses, looking me dead in the eye. I touch the nape of his neck once more.

Before I could even think Marcus lets out a growl, leaving his chair. He grabs me, slamming me against the hard wall. I groan at the twinge of pain in my back as it collides with the painted stone wall. My shoulders flexed as they healed themselves, all likely cracks repairing.

"Innocence," Marcus whispers into my ear, pinning my arms above my head, "You have no idea what I am going to do with you."

I shivered under his hold. I couldn't tell if he was pissed at me or something else. I prayed for the latter.

The latter would end much better for me.

"You know, you're such a tease for someone who is so innocent," Marcus' entire body loomed over me, asserting dominance in this situation. I gulped, not knowing what he was going to do next. Marcus was often unreadable and unpredictable, his mood shifting more often than Caius'.

I had no time to react as my mate pushed me harder against the wall, lifting me up. I rested on one of his legs, caught and left unable to escape his grasp. When I looked into his normally red eyes, I saw nothing but black.

Marcus had ripped off my shirt before I had the chance to object, tearing through the silk with ease. Now exposed, I let out a small whine as he started to take off the rest of my clothes, ripping everything and throwing the remains down on the floor. I was left with nothing covering me, with him still fully clothed.

"Fuck," he swore, growling at the sight in front of him. "Mine."

The word stuck with me. Well, of course I was his. This felt different. This was not the Marcus that I saw during trials or even in our nest while we hung out and cuddled.

He was a damn feral animal.

"Mine," my mate repeats, ripping off all of his own clothing. Marcus nuzzles himself at my neck before he starts kissing along my jawline harshly. I moan at his attention, egging him on even more.

"Marcus," I groan out, wanting him to give me more, to stop teasing me and to just get on with it.

My mate growls again, kneading at my breasts. I whine as he starts to become rougher with his affection, gripping me harshly as he plays with my body. Nothing could have stopped him in this state from getting what he wanted and giving me pleasure. All of his instincts were taking over with me, his mind clouded with lust.

No words could be exchanged between us as he props me up against the wall, kissing me passionately. Our tongues clashed with each other. I still wanted more from him. I wanted for him to take me, against the wall or not.

Mouth still on mine, my mate lines himself up with my entrance, using his hands to hold me up against the wall. Making sure that I didn't fall down on the ground, I wrapped my arms around his neck, keeping our lips together as he pushed himself inside of me.

Unlike Aro and Caius, Marcus waited for nothing, pushing hard into me with all of his might. I couldn't help the loud moan that came from my mouth, forcing us to end the kiss abruptly. Opening my eyes, I see my mate above me, eyes black and hair messy as he screws me on the wall, showing no mercy.

Animalistic, he pins my hands above the wall as he pounds away into me, leaving me no means to stop the screams that escaped my parted lips.

I had never thought that a man could get this damn deep inside of me. At this angle, it felt like he was actually ripping me apart. Given no time to adjust, there was simply nothing to do but cry out his name and let myself feel my own pleasure fully.

Relentless in his thrusts, I whimpered and screamed out his name over and over again, unable to do anything else. My mate growled into my ear and moved at an even faster speed, hitting areas of my core that no other person had before.

"Mine. My mate," Marcus croons lovingly into my ear, keeping a blissful pace.

I couldn't respond to him verbally, simply locking my mouth with his in a futile attempt at lowering the volume of my own moans. I heard the wall slowly cracking behind us, likely the result of Marcus' temperament.

Marcus cuts off the kiss, growling and hissing as he comes closer to the edge of his own pleasure, keeping the same pace as before. The burning in my core burns bright as I feel my own coil snapping, releasing myself on my mate.

Finding myself overwhelmed with pleasure, I instinctually bit my mate's neck, trying to hold in my own cries of overstimulation as he continued to pound me into the cracking wall. My bite seems to trigger his own orgasm as he snaps his hips one last time, releasing into me.

Once I pulled my teeth out of Marcus' neck, I realized the implications of my actions.

"Baby, I'm so sorry," I choke out, peppering kisses to the bite mark that would stay on his body for the rest of eternity. I try to move to see him better, but Marcus just keeps me pressed on the wall, groaning under his breath.

"Shh, don't be sorry, tesoro," he soothes, "I was just not...expecting that from you."

I whimper, knowing that Caius had said that bite marks from other immortals hurt. "Oh god that must have hurt really bad. I-I shouldn't have done that to you-"

"No," Marcus whispers into my ear. "You are my mate, your venom will not ever hurt me. You could never hurt me, Anna."

"That mark will be on your body for the rest of time. I-that's not okay for me to just do out of nowhere! I should have asked-or at least warned you."

"Anna, please, do not worry. A bite from a mate is quite normal. A sign that you have claimed me," Marcus explains, "It was just instinct. Do not fret, I would have said yes anyways."

Looking into his eyes, I kiss him once more, allowing him to continue propping me up on the wall, his length still hard and still inside of me. I moan out as he starts to move inside of me again, my walls slick and sensitive. While no longer overstimulated, I was still highly sensitive to his touch.

"Marcus," my mate growls, "More."

Not more than a second later, Marcus starts to pick up the pace again, hitting my sweet spot dead on. Smirking against my neck, he angles himself so that he hits that bundle of nerves every time, making me call out his name repeatedly.

The wall behind us may have been cracking, but that didn't matter to us. Both of us were high on pleasure and we needed a release.

My mate's grip on my hips tightened as I wrapped my legs around his waist, giving him the perfect angle to screw me at. I panted heavily as our hips bumped, feeling that hot coil inside of me build up again, pulling me closer towards my release.

Screaming out one last time, Marcus broke the coil inside of me by hitting my g-spot dead on. My mate hissed, holding onto my hips again as he released inside of me again, pinning me against the cracked wall. My hips burned as I felt new cracks form on them.

Both of us let out low groans as my mate slid out of me. Kissing my head, Marcus took me off the wall. A few seconds of blurred motion later, we were under the blankets, with Marcus holding onto me like I was his lifeline. I smiled, nuzzling myself into his chest.

"I love you so much, Anna," Marcus whispers in my ear.

"I love you so much as well, Marcus."