Mark held her tighter, lips dropping down over her satiny ones. His own thinner lips worked slowly to learn her. . .lipscape? Was that a word? Who the fuck cares? That's right, no one. Because Mark Reynolds his kissing Maddy Shannon with all his worth. He felt like he just won the fucking Terra Nova lotto. His tongue slipped along the seam of her lips, parting them as he cradled the back of her head and neck in his hands. He gently bit her plump lower lip to elicit a deep sound from her throat. God he wanted to hear that again and again. So he did just that, sucking and nipping to get her to wiggle and hum against him. He can't let this get too far or he's sure he would cave man and throw her over his shoulder to take her to his bed.
Her hands gripped his sides and wrapped in his shirt, tugging gently. "Mark," Her lips brushed against his as she spoke and all he could think was how sexy that was. He pressed his mouth to her's once more, pulling her up a little as he curled down onto her, parting the softer lips to slip the tip of his tongue along the edges of her teeth in an indecisive manner on whether to really kiss her or not. He didn't want to scare her off after all. She took the decision from him and wrestled his tongue down with her own writhing wet muscle.
The first time Mark had ever drank beer, he enjoyed it like a teenager loves soda. The first time he had ever been with a woman, he felt like he had walked along Aphrodite's Beach of Pleasures. The first time the tip of Maddy's tongue curled up to touch the roof of his mouth, Mark felt like she dragged him to the gates of the heavens to simple gaze upon the stars and promise a better tomorrow. She was a future.
With that he scooped her up, a soft squeal escaped within the small amount of time their lips parted. And he seemed to walk blindly around as his lips danced with hers. "Which way?" He groaned, squeezing her side to push another ragged breath from her. She tried to pull back from him to guide him, as her job, but Mark set her back down to press her against a wall and captured her full lips once more. With wandering fingers wrapped around her waist and sliding up her spine, he peppered her jaw with kisses, intent on going to her neck to find her pulse there.
"We are never going to make it inside," She stated before she dragged him back and scrapped her teeth over his lower lip.
"Maybe I'll make love to you under the stars." She gasped as he attacked this gently hallow behind her ear that his tongue dipped into so naturally.
"Oh my god!" She moaned before a heavy blush ran up her neck to her cheek as he pressed his forehead to hers and inhaled her aromatic scent. Distinct vanilla and an orangy scent that reminds him of fire spiced whisky. Mark groaned as one of his hands tangled further into silken hair, at this point everyone was up.
"If you keep making those noises," Mark started, claiming her mouth a few more times as her soft fingers ran over his strong jaw and along his neck. "I don't think I can be a gentle-man anymore, and you Miss Shannon, will be left with a bad reputation." She hummed with the thought of being with him completely, and this terrified her. She should be almost unwilling to be so intimate so quickly, but then again... one of her hands slipped to his bicep and played with the hem of his sleeve before she slipped her hand under it and scratched the back of his shoulder. In awe of this power, Maddy watched Mark press himself into her, enjoying his strong body that molded her soft figure against it.
"Mark!" She gasped and dropped both her palms to rest over his strong shoulders. "You are not deflowering me out here in the middle of the night, where anyone could see us!" She hissed and his mouth tugged down.
His grip tightened and he wrapped an arm around her again, "No Fucking way is anyone gonna see you but me." As he walked her inside and laid heated, open mouthed kisses over her shoulder and neck, she giggled softly, shuffling with his arms around her.
"That would imply that you could see, blind man."
He laughed and kissed bellow her ear before whispering with a hot breath, "No. I get to feel you." She gasped and let him open the door and usher her into his room. "On the bed woman," She giggled, but stood up.
"Mark, you know we can't,"
"Mads," he groaned and reached for her, but fingers found air, "I told you, it will be so fricken romantic when we make love, you might just climax on the spo-"
"Must you be so crude!?" Maddy was smiling but hoped her voice sounded at least somewhat disapproving.
"I just had a mind blowing make out session Mads, You are lucking I haven't said 'fuck' or 'bitchin' every other word in the last five minutes." His hands finally found her and dragged her towards him. He tossed her on the bed and covered her with two hundred pounds of muscle. Her legs were on either side of his waist and body cradled him perfectly, but she pushed at his shoulders.
"You are not pressing that gorgeous body against me when you have a boner." Her groaned against her neck and rolled over, resting next to her. Maddy was so warm and run out of breath. All she did was kiss a guy…that she is head over heels for….who has not made it a secret that he intends to have her in every way possible…
A shiver ran up her spine and she covered her mouth. His breathing was just as loud and out of breath, she could see the veins all over him popped out a a slight sweat over his forehead.
"Are you sure you want to stop here." He teased, rolling onto his side and settling his head in his palm as if to look down at her, her hands rising to pet his slightly scratchy chin and neck.
"Mark Reynolds." She laughed before one of his arms was thrown over her waist and pulled her closer. His sleeve slid up, baring that beautiful tattoo again to her. "What does this mean?" She gently ran a finger over it.
"It's military, you'll only see it on the Terra Novian Soldiers." He lowered his head rest on the area just below her neck, breathing in her scent and listening to her racing heart. It took him a moment to realize, I did that to her. My Maddy.
"Tell me what it means." Her index finger gently traced the inked curves. It reminded her most of gaelic tribal tattoos, but this one had a Sun Shinning at the edge of the dark in. She could pick out the distinct TNS from the design, it was fitting, this new and vicious world of mystery being protected by strong tribal warriors…if that's what they were going for.
"The initials stand for Terra Nova Security, the Sun means strength and rebirth and the rest of it just looks Badass." She smiled against her skin as her palm tried to cover the whole piece aver his strong shoulder. "It's kinda meaningless now."
"No," She whispered, heat rising in her cheeks. "I think it's completely," A feather light flutter of lips slipped over his forehead. "Utterly," her hot breath whispered in his ear. "Sexy."
He groaned against the hollow of her collar bone and the vibrations made her eye lids flutter closed gently. "Gods, Mads, you can't do this to me." He felt her lips turn up against his short hairs.
"Well, maybe we should go to bed, because tomorrow, you need to have a bath, and cut your hair and shave-"
"But I though you liked rugged guys?" He pouted to her and she giggled.
"But if it scratched my face than I won't want to kiss you as-" He covered her lips with his, moving most of his body over her's.
"I will shave right now if I have too, but we are making out as often as possible." She giggled and ran her fingers over his jaw.
"Okay caveman, I need to get ready for bed and you do too, so." She got up and pulled him along to the bathroom where she set up their tooth brushes and cleaned up for the night.
"Oh my god." Skye groaned as she walked into the large room to grab her own tooth brush. "You guys official yet or do you want to tell me how the pots on the deck actually got knocked over?" Maddy blushed heavily, but smiled at her friend. "You're so telling me everything." She mumbled after Mark left to change into night clothes.
Using a cloth to wash her face, Maddy slowly retold the evening to a giggling Skye. "I never felt this way about someone before." She said quietly, Mark has freakish super hearing and she didn't want him to hear this. "Skye, Mark's my first kiss." The girl froze.
"No way, Maddy you are way to pretty for that to be a first." They walked to their room together to change and get in bed, well, for Skye to get in bed. "Maddy, there is just no way."
"I was bullied a lot," She bit her lip and sat on the edge of her bed. Her poor neglected bed."It got bad, I remember there was this boy that, w-well, he sent me notes."
"Notes?" Skye stared at this girl, from love struck to seemingly terrified who told her of a life before. "I ramble a lot and people didn't like that, but this guy would write notes about what I could do for-to him instead of just talk. He would tell me how pretty my voice was and what it would sound like to…"
"What it would sound like to what?" Skye was angry, a clenching around her chest told her that this would get much worse. Especially as Maddy started to blink quickly and wiped at her eyes.
"To scream his name. He would write about how he could protect me from all the other bullies if I would be his, um-"
"He wanted you to have sex with him?"
"He want me to be his exclusive little slut. Josh tried to beat this guy up," Maddy swallowed hard and wrapped her arms around herself. "But he stuck a bomb in Josh's locker. My brother almost died because of me." Maddy whimpered and Skye jumped up and ran to Maddy's side, wrapping Maddy in a hug and pulling her close. The girl trembling against her valiantly swallowed her sobs and continued. "The notes got more violent, sadistic. Half the things he said he would do to me sounded like something out a nightmare. One day, While Josh was still in the hospital, The boy came up to me and pushed me, right into traffic. "I was lucky that the driver stopped so fast, but he still hit me. I had some bruises, but my re-breather was cracked, just breathing in all the shit from the outside. I didn't know until I started coughing up blood and just…I was in a coma for three weeks after while doctors scrambled to replace my esophagus, lungs and a lot of the skin in my mouth and nostrils." Skye gently stroked her fingers through Maddy's dark hair, hushing her as the girl soaked her shirt with tears.
As Maddy was being rocked by her friend, a man was walking out of her house. A fucking walking stick in his hand.
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"I'm coming, for christ's- Oh." Jim Shannon stared at Mark Reynolds who pounded at the door of his home. "What the hell do you want?"
"Oh, shut it Jim." Mark barked, "I wanna now if Maddy really was hurt so bad. Threats, pushed in front of car and in a coma and stuff." Oh, Oh okay.
"You better come inside, and for the love of god, be a fucking man and stop with this broody little boy routine." The man outside contemplated for a second but stepped inside in the end.
As they sat at the kitchen table, Jim looked over the soldier, still wearing his clothes from earlier and looked completely pissed. "Maddy has always been…delicate. Afraid of the world but so excited to explore it and learn. When she started school-She just gave me this big toothy grin that I was sure would light the world like a second sun. I dropped her off that first day and when she came home she sat on my lap and told me everything. It was like that a lot of days afterwards. Until seventh grade came around." Mark didn't look at him, well couldn't, as he stiffened up.
"What happened?"
"A few kids sayin' lies behind her back, the usual thing, and she got hy, but always talked to me, and I had Josh looking out for her. Then she got to high school, I didn't find out until later that she was alone all the time save for when Josh was nearby." Jim leaned forward, watching the trembling soldier carefully, knuckles white and jaw muscle flexing.
"One day I get this call that Josh has been taken to the hospital because a police issued grenade was booby trapped into his locker. Now, this boy that had been harassing Maddy, Mickey Benson Jr., son of my police chief. That was the only reason that Mickey didn't get caught, hid behind his corrupt daddy." Jim leaned back. "Maddy told be everything, those disgusting notes, the stalking, and a week later she gets pushed in front of some cars, thank god that driver stopped." Jim rubbed his hands over her head. "Reynolds, I swear to god if you ever-"
"I would kill that boy slow, I would hurt anyone that hurt my Maddy. Because, she makes me…" what does she make me? "I am the best person I've ever been with Maddy. Even Skye says I'm not such a shit-bag since Maddy came around." Mark licked his lips, "I want to wrap a blanket around Maddy and tell her that the world would never hurt her."
"Son, I know you through that knife at me daughter." Jim started, voice firm. "but I also know that you did it to kill that sixer the first few days we got here. So, I will graciously over look that fight that happened here, so long as you continue to protect her," Jim rolled his eyes and reluctantly added, "And love her, but don't you dare pressure her into anything, or I'll know."
"Sir, I would like permission to court your daughter." Mark asked formally, sitting straighter in his seat and grasping the walking stick tighter.
"You have my permission, but you hurt her and I throw you off a cliff." Jim stated with his arms crossed as he watched the biggest, stupidest grin spread over this young man's face. "Now, how the hell did a blind ass-crack like you even get here?"
"Well, I calmed I witnessed a burglary to one of my neighbors and they brought me here."
"And how much of this burglary did you, witness?" Jim wanted to laugh, what dumbass would believe a blind man witnessed anything.
"Nothin'." Mark stood up, "But I do need some help home."
"I'll wake Josh up."
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"I can't find him!" Maddy huffed, her heart racing, Mark wasn't anywhere in the house and Maddy was on the verge of calling Alic-Lt. Washington to report Mark missing. A rapping at the door had Maddy sprinting to the front just as Skye let out a relieved sigh.
"Mark," She ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, "don't ever, ever leave like that again." Maddy pulled back, but a hand behind her head brought her up to his lips and her chest burned with want.
"Oh, gross!" Josh yelled, covering his eyes. "Don't kiss her in front of me." Mark just leaned Maddy back to kiss her deeper. "Okay, I'm leaving. Skye call me."
"Yep." She shut the door and turned towards the pair smothering each other. Shaking her head, Skye walked to her room, calling over her shoulder. "Night."
"Mark," Maddy pulled back and rubbed her thumb over his jaw bones. "Where did you go?"
And he told her everything, that he heard her and that he talked to her father. "I got his permission." He added and she squealed, pressed a hundred little kisses all over his face. Somehow they ended up in his room again. Making out. Again, But Mark touched her a little more delicately. Careful, as if she were glass.
And when they finally did slide under the covers, he cradled her in the dark, petting her silken locks and rubbing her scalp that rested over his heart. She had his heart snug in the palm of his hand and he couldn't be happier.
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"Mark? What was the Incident?" Maddy whispered. They were having a lazy morning, kissing in the early hours and talking in the gray of morning. Mark tensed up and wrapped an arm around her waist. He felt little palms over his chest, before he grabbed her and pulled Maddy as close as he could. "Mark?"
"Maddy," His voice was rough and heavily, like he needed to tell her something…but couldn't.
He should be able to tell her how he had nightmare's of that day all the time. He just…couldn't. A loud knocking had both of them up and outside to the front room.
"Maddy," Commander Taylor smiled at her As Alicia Sat opposite him, both holding coffee mugs. "I like the garden out there." He smiled at the young Shannon. "And tell Mark to stop putting so many hickey's on you, it could soil your reputation." Maddy blushed and dropped her face to her hands.
"I'm blind Sir," Mark huffed, laying an arm over her shoulders. "Not deaf, Sir."
Taylor leaned forward and pulled at Wash's pony tail, getting her attention, "Good, because Wash and I need you for a job, Captain Reynolds."
"No," Maddy crossed her arms., But Mark wrapped her up.
"Mads, I'll have like twenty other guys with me." She did not like the idea of him going back to work. She huffed and the two leaders of the colony stood just as Skye walked into the room.
"Mark, pack some things for an otg. You are going fishing with Sherriff Shannon tomorrow." The Commander called as he walked away from Mark and Skye.
"Oh, shit dude," Skye whispered. "You gonna be d-e-a-d."
Preview for next chapter:
Skye and Tasha stood on either side of Maddy as they picked out food items on the weekly shopping trip, for once all three girls were free of Wards for the day and needed to get as much done as possible.
Tasha constantly called her Ward, 'her child' because she alluded caring for a ward to caring for an infant. "Of course, Maddy, I hear you're ward is laying down the charm on you." Tasha sang to the girl who blushed.
"Yep, and now he is wooing her father so when he asks for her hand in marriage, Sheriff Shannon won't kill him."
"Oh." Tasha's eyes widened. "You are the sheriff's daughter?" the girl laughed, taking Maddy's arm. "You certainly got some men around you."
"Yes, she does." Another voice slid over Maddy like ice. No, no, no.
Slowly turning, she stared at his chiseled face. He was never unattractive physically, but his personality was that of Satan's first son itself.
Mickey Benson Jr.
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