A/N: All rights go to Stephanie Meyers. I do not own anything except for any characters not originally in the Twilight Saga.
Chapter Eleven: Leandra
Marcus is standing at my bedroom door when I go to get changed from being in the art room. I look at him for a moment and then bow to him, waiting for him to move from in front of my door. He does not move and he lifts my chin with his index finger. My breathing hitches when I look into his eyes and see desire in his eyes. I try fight the urge to lick my lips when he puts his hand on my waist and moves to pull me closer to him. He cups the side of my face and leans down to kiss the scar on my face. I bite my lip to keep my moan in and I put my hands on his chest. My touch makes him purr and pull me closer.
"Do you know how hard it is to have you near me and not be able to have you as mine?" Marcus groans. I gasp when I feel his hard erection against my belly and then melt when I feel a strange twisting feeling in my gut. "Do you have any idea how hard I am fighting the urge to claim you as mine and how hard it is to hide my feelings toward you from my brothers? We have only shared a kiss, but I want more from you. Please, Lea, please give me more of you. I need you... all of you."
"Master..." I manage to purr. Marcus moves to make a trail of kisses from my forehead down my nose to my lips.
"Say my name, Lea, I want to hear my name on your lips," Marcus says. I look at him through my lashes and grip his shirt in my hands.
"Marcus... I love you, I have loved you since you granted my pardon. Please make love to me," I whisper. Marcus smiles and then cups my face in his hands just before his lips capture my lips. I close my eyes when a strange spark goes between us and we are soon grappling each other's clothes. Marcus purrs as his tongue seeks entrance into my mouth. I allow him entrance and pull him closer with my arms wrapped around his neck. We pull away a little later and smile at each other. Marcus takes my key and opens the door, before picking me up in his arms and walking me in. I use my gift to close and lock the door behind us, as Marcus takes me to my fairly large sized bed. He looks around and takes in how much I have changed the room in the short time I have been here.
"You should be in a large room and lavished in the finest pieces of furniture," Marcus says. He nuzzles my neck and I groan with my head falling back. I am gently placed on my feet and Marcus caresses my cheek gently. We look at each other with large smiles on our faces.
"Marcus, be gentle please," I say. He raises a brow and runs his thumb across my lower lip. "I am a little embarrassed to tell you this, but..."
"Lea, there is no need to be embarrassed. Tell me, love," Marcus says sweetly, making me melt.
"Well, I am a virgin and I was one when I was a human. You are the first man I have been with like this at all," I say. Marcus smiles widely and he undoes my cloak slowly.
"Now that I know that, I can take my wonderful time in making your first time the best time ever," Marcus growls seductively, making me melt even more. He slides my cloak down my arms and then he sucks in a sharp breathe at my little black dress underneath. His index finger traces a line down my neck, across my collarbone, and down to my breasts. "You look mighty fine in this dress, Lea."
Marcus turns me slowly and the runs his hands up and down my arms, as he steps closer to me and presses his erection against my back. I close my eyes and tilt my head to side when he slowly pulls down the zipper of my dress down and kisses my left shoulder as it slides off my shoulder and down my arms. Marcus purrs when he sees my lacy black bra and he grows harder when he lets the dress pool down at my feet. I open my eyes and see we are standing before my floor length mirror. Marcus has his seductive smile on his face as he looks at me in the mirror. I would be blushing if I was human, as I stand before this beautiful man in nothing but in my black lace thong, bra, stockings and garter. Marcus leans down and kisses my bare shoulder softly. His hands graze over the flesh of my flat stomach and he lets his fingers graze the top of my thong and the bottom of my bra. I close my eyes, let out a soft moan and then let my head fall back against him. Marcus kisses my neck again and nibbles on the edge of my ear. Something sparks in me and I suddenly taken back to when I saw Marcus with Sulpicia. I gasp and then push him back away from me with my gift and scramble to grab my robe from my bed.
"Lea, what is the matter? Did I do something to you?" Marcus asks. He walks over to me and I run to other side of the room.
"No, please don't touch me. You were with Mistress Sulpicia not too long ago, she would kill me if she knew about this. Please leave and do not tell anyone about this," I say. Marcus looks at me with shock and he steps closer to me. "Master, please leave my room."
"Lea," Marcus whimpers. I look at my sandal strapped stilettos and pull my robe closer against me. "Sulpicia means nothing to me like you. I want you with my heart. She was a just a pleasurable past time, Lea. Please, I want you."
"Please leave or I call for Felix and he will not be happy to find me like this and you in my room," I say. When I look up at him to see he is taken aback from my threat. He turns to the door and leaves me alone. I sink to the floor and pull my knees against my chest. I am nothing more than his guard, I cannot become his lover or his wife because I am his guard and nothing more.