Hey guys, I forgot to put a warning in the info part for the story and for that I am sorry. This story will contain lemons and if you don't like that of thing, then please don't read. Again, I apologize for not putting the warning for this story.

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Michealla.

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Ch. 6

Marcaeus sighed as he watched the party starting and Cleavon hadn't showed up yet. He looked around and sighed. He started to worry about his little bride, however, he knew he shouldn't. Maybe he didn't want to come tonight, because of him. If that was the case, then he would paid him a little visit.

He knew he was sounding a little stalkerish, but he had to claim his mate before the pain kicks in. He had two weeks before that will happen, but the sooner he claims him the better. He didn't want anyone to touch him since he was still unmated. He will kill anyone who touches, kisses, or even tries to have sex with his sweet little human. He made even told every vampire that his mate was off the menu. The only reason why he could do that is because he was friends with the leader of the coven, which was Perishen.

Perishen had been his friends for years and in fact they were both born around the same year. However, he was a born vampire while Marcaeus was a made one and Marcaeus was born in Russia while Perishen was born in England. He didn't know much about his friend's history what happen, but he heard a rumor that his cousin killed his family and raped Perishen before leaving him for dead. He didn't know if it was true, but it would explain why he refuse everyone when they ask him out and why he was a virgin-again don't know if he was rape or not-still.

Marcaeus was still lost in his thoughts when he saw Perishen coming his way. Perishen seemed to always show up whenever he thought about him. "So, my friend why haven't you dance with any pretty women yet?" he asked.

"Don't you remember, you have me looking for your pretty little mate and speaking of your mate, he is here." Perishen said with a smile.

"Good, where is he?"

"He is coming inside, but don't scare him or he will run away from you again."

"Then what should I do? I don't want to scare him again."

"Why not ask him and his friend if they would like to play a game of Hintuka."

Marcaeus looked at his friend confused. He never heard of that game before so he was curious to find out what it was. "What is Hintuka?" he asked.

Perishen smiled evilly at him. "It's a game I made up. It's a combination of spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven and a few other games." He said.

"Care to explain?"

"Well first take a lemon and put it in your mouth. You past it off to the next person's mouth and everyone keeps doing this until someone drops the lemon. The person who dropped the lemon must spin the bottle until it lands on someone. They then draw a card that tells them what they have to do to that person and how long you have to do that person. The two people will also be locked in the closet for the amount of time that was mention on the card." He said. "Oh, if a male lands on another male or a female lands on another female, then they are not allowed to spin the bottle again. So if Cleavon spins and it lands on you, then he can't spin again."

"That sounds fun, but I'm not too sure if I would be able to handle it if Cleavon spins and it lands on someone. I wouldn't and couldn't stand it if some kisses him or anything else." Marcaeus said clutching his fists.

"If it comes to that I will take care of it. Now let's go talk to your little mate and his friend."

Marcaeus sighed and let his friend pushed him along with him, but he smiled. He had no doupt in his mind that his friend will help him. He was thankful to have a friend like Perishen. Now, he just his mate's friend, Jack, could be just like him.

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Cleavon walked into the house, however, he was still angry at Jack. He really wanted to punch his friend in the face, but he knew better to let his anger get the better of him. He looked around and sighed. He could see a girl humping some guy's leg. This is one of the reasons why he hated parties. He really wished he was at home right now.

He noticed that Marcaeus and Perishen were heading towards his way. He looked around for a place to hide. He really didn't want to see him right now. He would run, but Jack was blocking his way. He calmed his-self down as he watched them. He noticed that Marcaeus was giving him a very sexy smile and it made his knees tremble.

"Hey Perishen and Marcaeus." Jack said with a nodded.

"Hello." Cleavon said as he looked down.

He knew that Marcaeus was staring at him and he started to tap his foot in his discomfort.

"Hello Jack and Cleavon." He heard Marcaeus say in a very sexy voice and he could hear him emphasizing his name.

Cleavon looked up and stared into Marcaeus beautiful silver eyes. He was lost in them that he almost didn't hear Perishen speak.

"So, would you two like to join us in a game?"

"We would love to." Jack said answering for them both.

Cleavon looked at Jack with anger, but he just nodded his head in yes. He was already pissed at him and it seemed he was just making it worse. When they get home, he will give Jack a piece of his mind.

"Greet, follow us." Marcaeus said as Cleavon noticed he was smiling at him.

He and Jack followed Perishen and Marcaeus to the kichen. Cleavon listened Perishen explain the rules to everyone that was playing. So far it was just him, Jack, Marcaeus, Perishen, and five other girls who he didn't know their names.

Jack was the one who went first by passing a lemon off to a girl with very long hair. Everyone made it to three rounds until Marcaeus dropped the lemon.

"Looks like you get to spin the bottle my friend." Perishen said.

Cleavon watched Marcaeus spin the bottle and he prayed that the bottle didn't land on him. He had no clue what was in those chards and he was scared to find out. His worst nightmare came true when the bottle landed on him. He held his breath as Marcaeus pick a card and looked at him. He wished he would go ahead and tell him what the card had said. The waiting was killing him and he couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to rip his hair out of his head at the waiting.

"What does it say?" Jack asked seeming that he was getting impatient, too.

Marcaeus smiled evilly. "You must dirty talked to the person for seven minutes and you must kiss the person for five." He said.

Cleavon's face drained and started to shake. Why was this happening to him? Why couldn't the damn bottle land on someone else? Why did he agreed to play this stupid game and come to this damn party? He didn't get a chance to dwell on his questions for he and Marcaeus were thrown into the closet and were lock it. He gulped and back his-self against the wall when Marcaeus walked over to him. He looked him in the eyes as Marcaeus smiled at him. "So…um…" was all he could say.

Marcaeus laughed. "Don't need to get so nervous. All I have to do is talk dirty to you for seven minutes and kiss you for five minutes. It's not like we haven't kiss before." He said.

Cleavon blushed. "Shut up!" he said. "Let's just get this over with."

Cleavon watched Marcaeus smile and lean down towards him. He trembled as he felt his breath against his ear. He closed his eyes as he waited for him to do his worse.

"First thing I would do to you is to kiss you gently before I stick my tongue into your mouth. Then I would trace my tongue to your neck before I start to leave several hickeys there so everyone knows that you are mine." Marcaeus whispered seductively into his ear.

Cleavon started to tremble some and started to breath hard. He didn't know why this was effecting him so much. He had this feeling that he wanted everyone to know he belong to him. He wanted him to leave those marks and he wanted him to kiss him.

"Then I would slowly start undressing you until you are completely naked. I would leave more marks on your body before I begin to slowly suckle your nipples." He whispered some more. "Then I would trace my lips down your body and give you the best blow job of your life."

Cleavon felt his body turn up a notch. He didn't understand why he was getting turn on so much. Nobody had ever had this kind of effect on him so much. He didn't understand what was going on with him and he wished this feeling would go away.

"Then I would pull away and start undressing myself. I would lube up my fingers before I stick them up your tight little hole until I know that you are prepared. Then I would lube up my cock before I begin to make love to you." Marcaeus whispered. "Would you like that, Cleavon?"

Before Cleavon could answer, Marcaeus began to kiss him strongly. Cleavon tried to push him away, however, he wasn't strong enough. He just gave in and grip Marcaeus's shoulders tightly. He felt him sticking his tongue into his mouth and could feel his tongue inter twining with his. He felt his body temperature going up a notch and begin to tremble over and over again. He had this feeling that he didn't want this to end, however, he heard the door unlock and opening.

He pushed Marcaeus away and glaring at him. "This was part of the game and nothing more." He said before running out of the closet. He decided he wanted to go home before he did anything stupid again. He looked around for Jack, but he felt someone grab his hand. He turned around and looked up at Marcaeus's silver eyes. "Let me go." He said.

"Not until you hear me out." Marcaeus said before he dragged him outside.

"I'm here so what do you want?" Cleavon asked crossing his arms.

"You and I know that you enjoyed what was going on in there."

"No, I didn't. I'm not gay."

"You're lying to yourself." Marcaeus said touching his face gently. "Why are you lying to yourself? Why can't you expect that you are attracted to me?"

"What the fuck?!" Cleavon yelled. "I'm not attracted to you nor will I ever be."

Cleavon heared his phone ringing. He glared Marcaeus as he pull it out of his pocket. "I'm not finished yelling at you yet so don't go anywhere." He said before he answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Is this Cleavon Sanders?" a male voice asked through the phone.

"Yes and who is this?"

"This is Henry Lexicos from Jackborou's Hosptial and I hate to have to tell this to you…your parents have been in an accident…and I'm sorry, but they didn't make it."

Cleavon dropped his cell phone on the ground as he felt his world crashing down on him. He begin to lose his sight and could hear Marcaeus calling his name. The thing he saw was Marcaeus's worried face and could feel his arms wrap around him before everything went dark.

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