Unbeknown to both Mark and Jess they were being watched had Mark been aware he would have ripped his fucking head off. Hearing Jess moan he increased his pressure up into her folds, loving the wetness he could feel
"Someone is enjoying this ain't ya darlin" pulling his head up he looked into her half closed eyes
"Fuck off Mark I…. oh god yes just there please " her pussy griped his thick finger as he stroked in deeper, he was going to make her orgasm against this damn wall in a fucking club. Her head leaned back against the wall her body no longer her own, he had her.
"Shit he has her submitting to him boss, what do we do?" the tall dark haired man spoke into the phone, he surveyed the club for his other two colleagues, they too had seen the episode between Jess and Mark, if it wasn't stopped and they weren't ripped apart, then hell as they know it would no longer be.
"Leave her for now, leave them both, we have to wait be patient, you forget my young warrior that she is an angel"
"FUCK THAT"
"Roman remember who gave you those markings the ones you wear proudly as leader of your clan do not make me remove them little by little"
"But…."
"Keep monitoring them and I do not need to hear too much about their disgusting behaviour for gods sake it is a club a mortal club why the hell did a reaper and angel pick there, to display their attraction for one another, is beyond me. They will need to be cleansed once we have them, watch everything Jess does I feel he is falling for her quicker than we thought. Once he does we will sweep in and take her, take her wings and destroy her " he chuckled to himself
"That is the worst way an Angel can die" Roman had only ever seen that happen once thousands of years ago it still effected him to this day. His whole body shook with shivers as he remembered the way the angel couldn't move, breath, shaking his head he listen in
"I know and it will be even better letting the Reaper watch her, what little he has left of his soul will be destroyed and he will be left to wondered in that darkness always missing his light. Oh the joy. "
"Ok Lesnar, I will keep an eye on them" flipping the phone shut he met up with his other men, Dean and Seth.
"The boss wants us to monitor them let' gets a drink and enjoy the mortals" his fangs shot down he needed some blood, smiling they headed to the bar.
"They gone yet darlin?" Jess was still coming down from the incredible high Mark had sent her to, how did he do that all back to business, she was still shaking and should be disgusted at his quick return to normality.
"He's headed back to the bar, with two others. Who are they?"
"People we need to keep you the fuck away from darlin, it's getting dangerous, they know we have made contact, that I can make you feel for me, when we do fall in love. Do not shake your head at me little one, it will happen."
"Yeah when I'm old and you're the last person on the damn planet"
Mark choose to nip her neck feeling her body shake again under his mouth, his lips closed over marking her as his. Her body shivered in response as he smirked at her reaction.
"You were saying"
"Listen you overbearing bastard you can make me feel we have already established that hell honey at your age you should have some experience in making a woman want you, so I ain't saying you can't so take that shit eating grin of your face and tell me who the fuck they are"
"Damn vampires, worst of the clan those, smelt them the minute they arrived. They are The Shield problem with them un dead shits" Jess laughed out loud , surprising Mark which caused him to drop her on her ass.
"You fucking dick what did you do that for?"
"What the hell you laughing at?"
"You called them the un dead Shits , duh what are you?"
"I my dear am The Undertaker, the reaper, how dare you even class me with them, dad must be laughing his damn ass off at that. Never have I been so insulted if you weren't my fucking soul mate I would rip your damn neck off"
"Oh sorrrryyyy Mr Undertaker, please don't be mad at me, and what the fuck has your daddy got to do with all this, god the man must be pushing 100 to have you as a son, in fact how old are you? Fifty five? "
"You are one cheeky bitch" pulling her up off the floor, he held her to him.
"For your information little one I am older than you would ever think, but in the mortal world I am 48 years old and daddy as you call him is God my dear" That was it Jess couldn't help it tears running down her face with laughter
"You are fucking me aren't you?"
"No darlin I ain't. Glenn and I are god's kids we just went a different way to good old dad, but we all want the same thing peace between all worlds and that will happen when you carry my seed"
"Yeah the devils little monster"
"Yeah but you will have so much pleasure making it darlin of that I assure you" he licked her lobe his hand around her shoulder as he guided her to the bar.
"Guess your friends have disappeared darlin?"
"Nah they are over there, and who did you come in with Mark?"
"Glenn he's over there, we need to keep you protected darlin, They are still around here and I don't want anything happening to you"
"Be careful there reaper, your emotions are showing"
"Don't tempt me darlin or I will show the whole damn club my feelings for you, or should I say my cock's feelings for your body"
"There you go again reaper!. Go to your brother and leave me the fuck alone"
"Darlin wish I could, but I can't . You are mine little one and if you let any little shit in here touch you, touch what belongs to me, then you sign their death warrant. Do I make myself clear" staring up into his forest green eyes ,that were clouding over in anger and hate, thinking about anyone touching what was his. She knew he meant it, yet the thought of allowing any other man touch her made her heave, her body only wanted his hands on it. She knew she belonged to him she just had to get her heart to accept it too.