CHAPTER ELEVEN-THE MARK

As Ben entered his parents’ kitchen, he smelled the metallic stench of blood wafting through the air and saw it pooled all over the kitchen tile. “Momma! Dad! Where are you?” Ben yelled as he walked up the stairs. 

When he stepped into their bedroom, Ben saw their bloodied bodies on the floor. Ben slowly backed out of the room and then ran down the stairs and threw his shoulder into the door. As it burst open and he fell out onto the ground, he heard Imara’s screams coming from the cottage behind the house. “Ben please help me!”

As he pushed himself up off the ground, Ben screamed out, “Imara! Baby I’m coming!” No matter how hard he willed his legs to move or how fast he swung his arms, he just couldn’t get to the tiny four room house quick enough. It was like some force was holding him back and begging him to stop and take in the scene around him.

Ben’s heart raced uncontrollably as he finally approached the house. His hand trembled as he put it against the half open door and pushed it all the way open. Ben blew out through his mouth as his buckling legs carried him through the doorway.

He gasped as he saw Imara lying on the kitchen floor in a pool of blood, a faceless man wearing a black cloak straddling her pregnant belly.

Sensing Ben in the doorway, the man stood and looked back over his shoulder. He wiped the blade on his cloak as he walked to Ben and then he plunged it into his chest.  “How much pain can you endure, Ben? Well, we shall see.” 

“Oh God! Imara, No!” Ben shot up in bed and clutched his chest as he fought to catch his breath. As he suddenly realized Imara wasn’t next to him, his whole body broke into a tremor as he frantically darted his eyes over the room. He threw back the covers then jumped from bed and ran into the kitchen. “Imara! Baby, where are you?”

Imara turned around and chuckled. “Dear God, this is the best way anyone has ever said good morning to me, sweetheart.”

Ben hurried to her then threw his arms around her. Imara sensed how frantic he was and said, “What is it? Did you have a nightmare or something?”

Ben put his chin against her forehead and nodded. “Baby, it was awful. I was so scared.”

Imara pulled away from his chest and looked up in his face as she put her hand to his cheek. “What happened? Tell me all about it.”

Ben bit the inside of his lip and shook his head as he tried to fight away the vision of Imara on the floor right beside where they stood. “No. Just a dream, that’s all. Nothing to worry about at all.”

Imara twisted her lips to the side as she looked down at his cock pressed against her. “So, are we having another go this morning or were you going to work? Because your friend here looks like he wants to say hello to me again and, to be perfectly honest, I’d love to invite him in for a while. He was just such a kind guest last night.”

Ben smirked and said, “I really have to go soon. Don’t think for a moment I wouldn’t rather stay in bed with you for the next week or so making house calls to you over and over again.”

Imara dragged her fingers down the curves of his abdomen then circled the tip of his dick while he sucked in a breath. He licked his lips as he looked at her face while Imara watched herself touching Ben’s dick. “Fuck it. I guess those cows can wait a few goddamn minutes.” Ben quickly picked Imara up and threw her over his shoulder then playfully smacked her ass. “I got my own critter that needs her titties handled.”

Imara giggled as she bounced around his shoulder. “Ben! You put me down right this instant!”

He nibbled on her ass cheek then said, “Oh, I will in just a minute, baby.”

As he got to the bed, Ben laid Imara down gently then he climbed between her legs and hovered over for belly. While he took the silk belt of the robe in his teeth, Ben pulled until it released then he parted the robe with his hand.

He started at the soft curve of her lower abdomen placing gentle kisses on her skin. As he worked his way up between her breasts, Imara looked down at his face and slid her fingers through his hair. Stopping to take in her nipple, Ben circled the other with his fingertips as it hardened with his touch. Imara moaned softly and closed her eyes while Ben took his time cherishing her body.

Ben took Imara’s chin in his fingers and pushed it gently to the side then continued pressing his warm wet lips against her skin until he met her lips. In all her life, Imara never felt so safe and loved as she did when she was wrapped up underneath Ben’s strong, hard body. While the warm musky smell of balsam radiated from his skin, Imara breathed Ben deeply into her memory, forever linking the scent to feelings of comfort and home.

The spicy notes of cinnamon made Ben’s mouth water as he took the side of her face in his hand and gently sucked in her sweet bottom lip between his. While his hot breath covered Imara’s face, an ache ignited in her cunt. As the need traveled up her body, Ben’s hand slid down to her mound. Sliding his fingertips in her slickness, they found her clit and slowly rubbed circles on it as he continued to weave his wet, soft lips and tongue with Imara’s.

As Imara moaned softly in his mouth, time stood still for Ben. He was so lost in becoming one with Imara, that the whole world around him faded away. He hovered above the only thing that he ever desired in his life and nothing else mattered at all.

While Imara panted against his mouth, the smell of her juices ensnared Ben’s senses. Not being able to wait any longer, Ben’s hand left her cunt and gripped his hard, throbbing cock. As he pushed inside of her tender opening, Imara whimpered and sucked back a pained breath that was quickly swept away by the magic in Ben’s kiss.

Ben gently rolled his hips into hers as she gripped his tight buttocks in her hands, seeking out more of him. As his hot lips grazed her face, he watched his love while she parted her lips and her eyes fluttered closed when she was finally washed over by the blissful peace of euphoria. When she cried out against his cheek, he wrapped his arm around the back of her neck and braced his other against the bed while he grunted and drove into her harder until he finally released himself inside her.

As she shuddered under his body and her cunt squeezed out the last drops, Ben licked his lips then sunk his teeth in her neck. While the sounds of her whimpers vibrated against Ben’s teeth, the wolf growled low in warning that she belonged to only him now.

While his DNA surged through her veins and took over control of Imara’s body, she collapsed into the bed as he pushed himself deeper inside her. Finally completely satisfied, Ben snickered as he licked her wound closed and slowly pulled out of her. 

Imara’s body continued to twitch as it seeked out any traces of Ben inside her while her heavy eyes struggled to stay open. Ben leaned on his arm beside her and pushed her hair away from Imara’s neck as he admired his mark. “Oh, shit. That looks just awful. I’m sorry, baby. I really didn’t mean to do that, it just felt so good I couldn’t help myself. When you’re feeling better you can be mad at me if you want. I deserve it. I should have warned you first.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “You’ll be alright, I promise, but I think Shaw might actually kill me for this.” 

Imara smiled as her drowsy eyes bobbed up and down. “I won’t say a word,” she whispered.

“Let me show you something, though. I think you’ll like this.” Ben slid his fingertips across the bite and Imara’s hips grinded against the bed. While she moaned out in ecstasy, Ben laughed then leaned into her ear. “Yeah, that’s not so bad now is it?”

As the height of her orgasm fell over her, Ben panted against her cheek while he watched her enjoy his touch. “That should help with the pain for a little while.”

Ben took her hand and kissed the back of it. “Alright, baby, let’s get you straightened out.” Ben gently lifted Imara up in bed then he got a gown from the wardrobe and pulled it over her head and slid it down her body.

As he lifted her with care, he placed pillows under her head and arms. “You’re probably going to be asleep for a while. I’ll come check on you as much as I can, and I’ll get Momma to come sit with you.”

Imara lifted her finger and motioned for him to come closer. Happy that she didn’t appear to be angry, he put his knee into the bed and lingered over her body. “Yes, baby.”

She pointed to her lips and Ben lowered himself onto her then kissed her. “Is that what you wanted?” Imara nodded then closed her eyes. Ben kissed her again then pulled the blankets up. “Love you, baby. I’ll be back soon.”

As Ben shut the front door behind him, he blew out through his mouth and a proud smirk came to his lips. It seemed like a cruel thing, but it was basic instinct for a wolf to mark their mate. It was an important rite for their kind that solidified their bond forever. No matter what happened to her or where she went, his mark would always remain as a testament to their love. He was truly part of her now...in more ways than one.