Lemony alert! Sorry I took so long I was working on my new story, The Chosen One, A vampire Lestat Story. It's on Wattpad because there is no queen of the damned title to write here. If you like to check it out search for gerrygirlslf.

Chapter 27: The Claiming,

Athena's POV…

Marcus took me to our room, and I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. How dare he even suggest that I was a cheater! I was just having a conversation, nothing more. Yet, he was accusing me of the unthinkable. When vampires choose a mate, it was forever. Perhaps he thinks I did not choose him. But I have. He's the only reason that I had not begged for death. His friendship and love mean everything to me. He does not know, or he would not be so quick to think of me unfaithful. But to be fair, we had not completed our sacred bond.

I stood in the center of the room hugging myself. I felt lost. The sparkling immaculate facilities gleamed before my eyes. We vampire use the bath and the sink but have no use for the toilet. Aro insisted that the bathroom must be complete, so everyone had one.

I moved to the toilet and sat on it and I put my head in my hands. I was so happy only minutes ago, but Marcus shattered it. This only reminds me of when Caius and I used to argue, he would leave on my own for days. I hated the isolation. Then when he would come back, I was so lonely for companionship I just gave in and forgot the matter altogether. Caius was very tough to live with it was either his way or the highway. Poor Bella, she will have her days no doubt.

A sudden creak of the bathroom door opening alerted me to Marcus's presence. When I saw him approaching, I spun, crossing my arms over my chest and faced the wall so I did not have to look at him stubbornly.

I could smell his vanilla scent surrounding me. With his swift movements it caused the scent to be carried on the wind and to blow my hair about. I didn't need to see his face; I knew what his expression would be. I turn as he puts a hand on my shoulder. His face was surprisingly soft and different from look he gave me before I fled from him. He drew me close and grazed my lips with his own. I gasped as my skin pricked with delight, his touch was sweet like a lover's.

"I'm sorry my sweet. Please fore give my silly schoolboy jealousy." He whispers into my ear.

I lean into him and put my arms around his neck. My heart was ready to burst from the pain of my sorrow a moment ago and with Marcus's sweet touch and loving words I was now healed. It was time to tell him how I felt. I stood on my tip toes and reached for his head and brought it down to my lips so I could whisper into his ear. My mind raced trying to find the right words to say to him and I panicked inside. With no words to come to my aid I placed small kisses down his jaw and to his neck. He shuttered from the effect I had on him and sighed on my neck.

I pulled back to see his face and saw his eyes flicker down to mine as I rubbed his chest. The eyes that shot to mine were of a man smitten with desire for me that almost had me crumble to the floor. I could almost imagine what it would be like to faint if I could. My heart leaps for joy as my feelings grew deeper for my mate. His eyes drifted from my eyes down to my lips and inched impossible close to me as if I were a magnet drawing him without control.

My lips parted as my desire augmented by the small simple gesture. I grew weak at the knees and he caught me taking me by surprise. Holding me into his arms, he hoisted me up bridal style and headed to our bedroom. I grew excited as he laid me down. Reaching for him, he paused his descent to look at me in the eyes. His chest rose and fell as if he was breathless, but it was not that. He was passionate and lustful. I could hardly believe I had such an effect on him like that.

"Do you care for me, even love me a little?" He asked.

"Yes Marcus, you must feel it. Let your heart tell you so." I say and he nods his understanding.

His once apprehension lined face dissolves and his countenance softens at the knowledge of my confession. I closed my eyes as he slowly lowers himself and captured my lips tenderly. I leaned into it eagerly to explore him for the first time.

He pulls back only to answer me. "It does my sweet mate, it really does."

He returns my kiss and the flavor of him explode inside my mouth of vanilla, and cream. I wrapped my whole body around him as he settled his on top of me. I gasp involuntarily as his hands went up under my ass and brought my hips up to grind against his own.

"Say what you want, my love," he whispers in his baritone voice.

"I want to bond with you, please complete me and be with me forever." I say as I kissed his neck.

"You're mine,'' he growls reaching down and scooping me up.

As I faced him, he gazed into my eyes as he took my night gown by its hem and pulled it over my head. His ruby clouded eyes darkened as they flickered down and took in my naked form. He hesitated only a moment regarding my reaction to him, and when I reached for him, he lowered us down on the bed. He slid his hand down my chest and he cupped a breast guiding it to his mouth. He tenderly licked and sucked until I was writhing under him with desire. As my hands clutched at his back and head, I spurred his inner beast on.

I hear a distinct sound of a buckle being opened and sighed in relief as he pulled off his clothes. I tilt my head to see his steely member spring free from his pants. He lowers and moves over me as he tested my readiness with his fingers. Then as my cries of passion echoed through the room he rose and grabbed me by the hips and with one smooth stroke he impaled inside of me.

"Oh, Marcus yes, you're so good!"

"Yes, my sweet love, that's it." He whispers against my breasts.

As he pumped faster, I gyrated in time with him, trying to get him into me deeper and harder. Oh, God I was coming!

"Marcus," I screamed as I jerked my hips and my body spasmed.

When I reached my climax, I provoked him on to his own. He growled in lust as he moved over me faster. Then with one hiss he had my legs over his shoulder and pounded me deeper. My cries came out in a chorus of shrill chants as I begged him for more. Another orgasm rose in me and I ride it out. This one was so strong I felt as though my brain could explode. Marcus, in a fury of desire, scooped up my head and guided my mouth to his chest. I bit down eagerly and gave him my venom he craved. With that his head falls back and he finally came, and after shuttering from his completion he takes me with him as he rolls on his back.

A sob suddenly escaped my lips as the feeling overwhelmed me. I suddenly experience the love that I so longed for all this time.

"Little one, what is this?" Marcus asked as he turned my chin up to look me in the eyes.

"Oh Marcus," I say, "I'm so happy and it is joy that you see not sorrow."

He chuckled and held me tighter as I snuggle into him.

"As I am with you. I could not want anything more than to be in your arms right now, my Athena."