"BULLSHIT"

Groaning in his throat, Alec took his shot and grabbed the deck from the table. "ya know, I'm having fucking flashbacks right now. I have said this before but I will say it again, you're lucky you're a girl."

Smirking wide, Isabella dropped back down on Demetri's lap, "At least this time I don't have to worry about three days of pain following the game."

Demetri grunted a little at that, "Have you not yet gotten past that, Petalouda? It has been three months since then."

Looking over her shoulder, she giggled a little, "one does not forget that shit, EVER. Seriously, I will remember that for eternity... well, kinda."

Demetri just shook his head a little as the game resumed. Over the last three months, his mate had not regained many of the lost memories and the ones that she had retained were ever so slowly leaving her as well. It was a normal thing, most vampires choosing not to think about what they lost due to the change and the memories that were already murky and distant fading into nothing.

The couple played cards for another few hours, Isabella still working on her new body's tolerance to alcohol and once again over doing it and once again having to be helped down the hall as she once again found a massive amount of humor at Felix's expense.

They did avoid Jane this time, however.

Handling his mate through the door of their room, Demetri closed it behind them before grabbing his mate's wrist and pulling her between himself than the door, caging her by his arms and bending at the waist to look into her eyes, a smirk on his face, "I seem to remember something about you bringing up our inability to sleep some time ago."

Grinning at him, Isabella giggled at him, "your point?"

A lusty growl sounded in his throat as he pressed his lips to his mark on her neck, "I am calling you out on that, just so you know." Smirking against her skin as he felt her tremble a little at the reminder of the shower, Demetri gripped her hips and, in her drunken cloud, had her staring at the ceiling before she even realized they moved, Demetri perched over her.

Looking up at him, Isabella giggled again as she wrapped her arms around his neck and bringing her legs up around his waist, "ya know, you were right."

Cocking a brow at her as he dipped his head and butte noses, "oh? About what?"

"You're not that bad. You're still an asshole though."

Chuckling into her neck, licking his mark there, "I'm aware." Rolling his hips against hers, he nipped at the bite, his mate going lax under him at the action, "and I'm fine with it."

Rising back up, Demetri pressed his lips hard to hers, licking at her bottom lip, diving in when she parted for him. He was drunk and not in the mood for taking his time so he just grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it off, throwing the scrap of cloth across the room before reaching between them and undoing the button of her jeans.

leaving her lips, he left soft, open mouthed kisses and light nips on his descent, tugging her pants down her legs as well. Looking up at her through his lashes, he smirked a little against the dip of her hip before sinking his teeth into her flesh.

Jumping with a hiss as the pain that came with the bite mark, Isabella's head snapped up, confusion on her face, "really? I thought we were done with the biting shit."

Pressing the flat of his tongue over her new mark, Demetri smirked at her, "we are now. Consider that payback for biting me."

"That was three months ago."

Running his nose down her inner thigh, "You will learn, Petalouda, that punishment is best given when the recipient does not see it coming."

Dropping her head back on the pillow as Demetri scraped his teeth across her skin high on her thigh, her voice was airy and light "you said it wasn't a big deal."

Speaking against her skin as he crawled back up her body, "I did no such thing. I said it was newborn emotions at their best and to only bite the same place should you lose yourself again, not that it was alright." Holding himself up above her, his desire filled black eyes locking on her, "This is more of that male over female sexist shit you love so much. We leave a visible mark you, not the other way around."

Breath hitching as he ground against her, "not fair."

Humming a little, Demetri nuzzled into her neck again, "there's a flip. You get a mark, our scent changes slightly when we ingest your venom." Nipping at his mark again, "the claim goes both ways, Agapi Mou, don't worry."

Turning her head to the side to give him more room, Isabella's mouth dropped open slightly when she felt Demetri's fast and sure intrusion, her legs once again wrapping around his hips, the mark he just gave her on her own him coming into contact, glorious and wonderful contact with his body, the combination of being full and the sensitivity of the bite wasting no time in sending her over the edge of bliss.

Lifting up a bit, Demetri leaning on a forearm above his mate's head, taking her hand in his free one and lacing their fingers together, looking in her eyes as he began to roll and grind against her.

Isabella met him with every slow thrust, the hand not being held by his set on his hip, her claw like nails digging into his skin as she began her ascent back up to the heavens. Turning her head back, she looked into Demetri's eyes, watching as they began to lighten back to crimson red.

With every shade they turned, she watched as different emotions entered his eyes; lust, desire, care, concern, protection, possession, devotion... by the time they were back to their normal ruby red, her breath caught a little when the pools of freshly spilled blood sparked with pure and true love for her.

Demetri set his forehead to his mate's not taking his eyes from hers as he gave a twist of his hips, sliding across the bite mark on her hip with just enough added pressure, coupled with a more forceful thrust of his hip to send her over again, the tightness of her passage squeezing him with such force that she took him with her into the abyss of pleasure and delight. He pressed his lips to hers, swallowing her cry of ecstasy for no other reason than to keep his ears from ringing.

She was right after all... he was an asshole.