Marked

A Nine Lives of Chloe King Fan-fiction

by: Avvithespaz

Genre: Romance/Comedy

Rated: T/M

Pairing(s): Slight Chloe/Brian at the beginning (barf) but a happy ending! ***Chloe/Alek***

Summary: Meredith goes on a business trip for a week, and refuses to let Chloe stay home by herself after she was "mugged." So Chloe ends up staying the week with the Mai, fun fun!

Setting: The general hangouts of one Miss Chloe King! February of 2011

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN CHLOE KING! If I did Brian wouldn't exist and Alek wouldn't own a shirt

Warning(s): THIS CHAPTER HAS 'M' IN IT FINE I CHEATED! I'M SORRY IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT! THOUGH IT ISN'T THE FULL 'M' SCENE THE REST OF THE SCENE WILL BE POSTED AS 'MARKED: UNRATED' which is now up, so please be looking out for it if you want to read some sex scenes.!

Chapter 9

It was interesting being the only three people in the condo; quite in a good way and strangely comfortable. Just being with my new best friend and the person that I think is my new boyfriend; Alek and I had never really talked about our titles in the human aspect. Speaking of the British Mai, I was cuddled up to him on the couch watching Due Date; Jasmine was sitting in the chair watching with us, much to Alek's annoyance. Watching a movie with these two was so much different than watching a movie with Amy and Paul; we always commented on the movies we watched. When characters made stupid decisions we called them out on it and if the movie was based on a book we compared and contrast the movie and its novel. Sitting here with Alek and Jasmine, we were silent; only making noise when we laughed at the appropriate times. It was nice in a different way, meaning I actually watched the entire movie and didn't get distracted by a conversation about how we would have handled the situation.

As the credits rolled I heard Jasmine let out a long and exaggerated yawn before standing up and collecting our plates from earlier. "Well, I'm exhausted." Jasmine stated as she began rinsing off the plates and putting them in the dishwasher. "How about you two?"

"I'm getting there." I stated as I forced my body to move away from Alek and head towards the kitchen. I helped Jasmine clean up, sneaking glances at my mate who was steadily texting someone on his brand new iPhone. I tried to fight my curiosity as I went to grab our glasses from the coffee table; I was just turning back to the kitchen when his phone rang.

"What?" He demanded as he picked his phone up. I could hear the other person speaking in a deep voice.

"Aleksandr, we need your orders. You know we can do nothing otherwise." The person on the other line spoke calmly, but with an edge of urgency that I didn't miss.

"I don't know what you want from me right now Ammon." I tried to act as though I was not listening but I don't think I did a very good job of it.

"It is not just me! You may not be old enough to lead just yet but you still give final orders. Stanley is dead; you need to help us out here." The voice of the mysterious Ammon demanded from the other end of the line.

"I don't know who to pick; I haven't kept up with the London Pride!" Alek exclaimed standing up from the couch, he began to pace.

"You know you are suppose to keep tight ties to them; its your Pride!" Ammon seemed very frustrated as he lectured Alek. "Just come to the Ritz Carlton; they've come all the way to see you."

"You know they're here to do more than see me." Alek hissed into the phone as he began putting on his shoes.

"That may be true but right now you're their concern." Ammon confessed as Alek went to pull on his jacket.

"Fine, I'm coming but I'm not staying longer than an hour." Alek stated before hanging up the phone and turning to Jasmine and I. "I need to go talk to some people from the London Pride; I won't be more than an hour or so." He stated looking nervous.

"Alright." I nodded, though I didn't know exactly why he was needed. Alek looked at me, his eyes softening as he reached for me. I happily grabbed his hand and let him pull me into a good-bye kiss. "I love you." I whispered as he pulled away. I opened my eyes to see him sporting a sweet smile, as opposed to his usual cocky smirk.

"I love you too." He replied softly before waving to Jasmine; he made sure he had his phone, keys, and wallet before leaving. I crossed my arms over my chest before turning to Jasmine.

"So, what was that all about?" I asked her while moving a hand to play with the hair in front of my right ear.

"The Alphas of all the Prides in the UK were having this big meeting about a month back and the Order took a hit out on them. It was a surprise attack and they were horribly outnumbered; so they were slaughtered. The Prides have been in turmoil for a while now. You know, really big Prides wanting to split and small prides wanting to join up; its just been a really big mess with them not having their blood Alpha anymore." Jasmine tried to explain.

"What the hell is a blood Alpha?" I asked looking at her.

"Mai Prides are a lot like a monarchy; if an Alpha states his dominance and everyone recognizes that he is the Alpha, its almost like he is a king or she is a queen. The Alpha is given a blessing by Baset and his family is considered to be blessed to rule, no questions asked. My Uncle Viktor, Alek's dad was blessed to rule not only the London Pride but the Prides of the UK; which makes Alek the next blood Alpha. Phillip Stanley has been the temporary Alpha since Uncle Viktor's death; but he was killed last month. They need Alek to appoint them a new alpha to stand in for him until he turns twenty-one."

"So Alek is like a prince." I stated looking at my friend in disbelief.

"In a way, yeah. Except that Alphas and their Prides are more like generals and their armies than kings and their subjects. You know what, the dynamics of a Pride are really hard to explain." Jasmine huffed in annoyance.

"No, I get what you mean; The Alpha isn't a figurehead who is pampered and sits on his or her ass all day, they actually lead." I stated, making sure that I did indeed get what she was saying.

"Yes, you could say that we're like one big family and the Alpha is the patriarch." Jasmine clarified.

"Alright then, now on to a bigger and more pressing question: Who is Ammon?" I finally got the chance to ask.

"You don't know who Ammon is? Chloe, you've meet him!" Jasmine laughed.

"Have I?" I asked racking my brain for a memory.

"He's tall, dark, from Egypt?" Jasmine tried jogging my memory, but at my blank stare she continued. "Anyway, Ammon is like my father figure. He was one of my Uncle Viktor's friends." Jasmine shrugged not really wanting to go into detail.

"That's all I'm gonna get?" I asked, looking at her disbelief.

"I don't tell the story very well." Jasmine shrugged not meeting my eye. "You can ask Ammon next time you see him." Jasmine was acting weird, but I shrugged it off, chalking it up to her being so tired.

"Alright." I stated. "You can go to bed if you want, I'll finish up in here." I offered almost surprised when she accepted and went to bed with a nod. I quickly put the dishwasher on and started wiping the counters down. I looked around, disappointed when there was nothing else for me to do. I looked to the clock hanging near me, it was only 11. I sighed before heading to my room.

I walked into my room and over to the dresser, quickly reaching into one of the drawers for my pajamas when my eye caught something else. A mischievous smile crossed my face as I reached in a pulled out a lace bustier that Jasmine and I bought from Frederick's. It was a creme color with a black lace lining; it was tight with a matching g-string. I hurried and changed into the lace garments and checked myself in the mirror. It was very flattering and it made my breast look amazing; I went back to the drawer and pulled out the thigh high black stockings and slipping them on, hooking them to the bustier.

Quickly, I rushed to the bathroom, taking time to check and make sure my hair was still nice. I took the time to brush my teeth thoroughly before doing touch-ups to my makeup. I spritz some of my perfume on my pulse points as I took a moment to be glad that I had shaved this morning. Smiling at myself before going into my room and grabbing a pair of black stilettos and slipping them on. I took a sideways glance into the mirror and smiled before strutting out of my room and over to Alek's.

Opening the doors I surveyed his room, taking in how neat the room was, the only thing out of place was his disheveled bed. I strode forward working quickly on straightening out the fabric on his bed, delighted by the smell of my mate that resided in this room. I bit my lip lightly and turned off his light before crawling onto of the blankets and lying out on the middle of the large mattress. My body was on fire at the thought of him, I could feel it humming in anticipation.

I unfortunately had to wait for about fifteen minutes before I heard his heartbeat as it steadily drew closer. I could barely contain my excitement as I heard his key slip into the lock and grant him access to the condo; I listened as he removed his jacket and shoes before sighing and heading toward the room. I watched with slitted eyes as Alek opened the door to his room, and flip on the light switch; when his eyes landed on me he jumped slightly in surprise.

"You know, if I were an assassin you'd be dead by now." I smirked at him as I raised myself up onto my elbows. I watched as his mind began to fully register the situation, his eyes had turned into slits and a smirk had started to grace his gorgeous features. Alek chuckled as he turned to lock the door he had just entered; proceeding to the large window across from me, locking it and pulling the curtains shut. "Is all that necessary?" I asked him while giggling.

"I refuse to allow our relationship to become The Chronicles of Cock Blocking Jasmine." Alek responded making me laugh. I noticed his gaze as it roamed over my body, as mine did the same to his. He quickly rid himself of the tight shirt and pants that clothed his muscular body. I could feel my heart beat faster as I looked over his chiseled torso down to the "V" of his hip bones; my eyes following his happy rail to the edge of his navy blue Calvin Klein boxer briefs. He smirked as he crawled his way onto the bed, looking like an animal stalking his prey; this look sent shivers down my spine as he crawled towards me. "I could get use to coming home to this." Alek smirked as he settled himself in between my now open legs.

Smiling I reached up to cup the back of his neck with my right hand and bring his face closer to me. "Is that so?" I purred in his ear before biting the lobe harshly. He hissed in pleasure before grabbing my hips, pushing them farther into his mattress as he captured my lips in a demanding kiss. I had no idea where this sudden confidence came from, there was the part of my brain that was reprimanding me for practically throwing myself at Alek. Yet, I could care less, Alek was my mate and I wanted him to be where was. He bit my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth making me moan in appreciation. His right hand left my hip and traveled to my breast, cupping the soft flesh and giving it a squeeze as his tongue slipped past my lips.

I had to restrain myself from thrusting mt hips forward as I moaned, my mate chuckling above me as he explored my mouth. I hesitantly pushed my tongue against his, engaging it in a playful dance while his hand continued to kneed my breast, his thumb circling my nipple. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding my hips into his; the heel of my stiletto scraped lightly at his thigh making him groan in pleasure. I moved my hands to his back as I pressed my nails into the muscles and dragging them down, leaving ribbons of red flesh in their wake. Grabbing his ass, I pushed him closer to me; for the first time tonight I felt his bulge press into me. Our moans were synchronized at the feeling before I pushed his shoulders and rolled our bodies, succeeding in me straddling his hips.

I moved to sit up, Alek's hand moving to again rest on my hips; I smiled looking down at my mate. I moved my hands from being pinned behind his back to his abs; spreading my fingers wide, I let them roam over his torso. I loved feeling his muscle tense under my hands, loved watching them ripple as I gazed at the magnificent body under mine. I slid myself down, so that I was straddling his thighs before leaning forward and placing a kiss on the lower muscles of his bulging six pack, following up with a nip at the heated flesh. My nails were gliding along his sides, to light to heart but hard enough not to tickle him; he groaned in delight as I began dragging my tongue over and up his torso. Rising onto my knees I moved my hands, placing my left hand onto his forearm to hold myself up, I used my right one to hold my hair back as I continued to lick, kiss, and bite him.

"Chloe." He moaned out softly, making me smile triumphantly as he lightly pushed me into a sitting position. Our eyes locked, gazing into his slitted eyes I could see how they were glazed over with lust. Alek sat up and leaned his back against the headboard before pulling me close again using my hips; he made quick work of removing the hooks that attached my thigh high stockings to the built in garter belt of my bustier. Alek's hands slipped to the bottom of my lace top. "As much as I hate to do it, this has to come off." He whispered huskily before moving the lace up and over my head with slight difficulty, tossing it to the side.

I moaned as Alek leaned forward and caught my nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud, his left hand coming up to cup the other one. His ministrations were driving me wild as he pulled at my nipple with his teeth. My eyes were twitching, trying to roll into the back of my head as I played with Alek's hair, not wanting his head to move. He switched breast quickly, making work of my left nipple now, his hands working on my right. I was hazy, my body tingling as he flicked his tongue over me.

I was in such a lust filled haze that I didn't notice his movements until my head was slammed against the pillows as he flipped us over roughly. He came forward, crashing his lips against mine, giving me a deep but all to short kiss before moving downwards, kissing through the valley of my breast and down my stomach. He nipped at my skin once or twice before he reached the edge of my g-string. Looking up into my eyes he smirked before hooking his fingers in the sides, slowly pulling them down my legs, then tossing them over his shoulder. He pulled my stilettos off by their heels and lightly tossed them to the side so they wouldn't break anything. He went to my right thigh, slowly bringing the sheer material down, kissing the new skin that it exposed before tossing it; he moved to my left leg, grabbing the stocking slowly and easing it off of my skin. He quickly put his mouth to my thigh, leaving small marks as he bite into the flesh, removing the last piece of clothing from my body. His clawed hands replaced his mouth as it began to move north, closer to my center.

I gave out a strangled moan as he slid his tongue between my folds, tasting me for the first time. He used his left hand to push my legs farther apart as he searched for my clit; his right hand was posing itself at the junction of my thigh and pelvis. I moaned loudly as he found the bud of nerves, giving it his full attention; tongue flicking, and moving over it. I felt myself grow warmer, could feel juices leaking out of my body. I was lost, the pleasure building up; my head thrown back and my hips straining closer to Alek's tongue.

Pain shot through my thigh as Alek's claws broke my skin, sliding to the tips of his fingers; his hand started to move, dragging down my thigh quickly, tearing my skin open. I chocked back a sob as tears began leaking from my eyes, there was too much pain. I felt Alek's claws leave my body as he moved quickly to my face, kissing me in apology; ignoring the taste of myself that lingered on his tongue, I kissed him back.

"Shh, love. Calm down, the pain will leave in a minute." Alek whispered softly against my lips. I breathed deeply, trying to push the pain out of my mind and focus on Alek. I looked into his eyes, noticing they were back to their normal brown as he looked over me in concern; I could see my blue eyes reflected in his. His eyes flickered back down to my thigh, turning back into slits he smirked looking at the bloody mark. I chanced a look as well, noticing that it was already healing slightly leaving garish scars on my skin; they were beautiful in a cruel way. I felt my eyes turn back into slits as pride took over the pain, I was marked.

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Warning(s): SO YEAH, THIS CHAPTER HAD 'M' IN IT FINE I CHEATED! I'M SORRY IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO READ IT! THOUGH IT ISN'T THE FULL 'M' SCENE THE REST OF THE SCENE WILL BE POSTED AS 'Marked: Unrated' which is up now, so please be looking out for it if you want to read some sex scenes! If you don't want to read it that's okay, you will be missing nothing except Alek being marked. Other than that, no major details.