C81 You want to be marked?

Freya's Pov.

He looked at me with uncertainty, “are you sure?” he asked, every ounce of lust evaporating through the window.

“Ye..s.. Yes I'm sure,” I stuttered.

“You don't seem all that sure,” he pointed and there was nothing I hated more than people pinpointing, like keep your damn points to your freaking self.

“I'm very sure Tobias, now mark me please,” my voice was levelled now and lacked every stuttering attribute to them, also I was practically begging for him to claim me.

“Freya,” he said and moved back. That simple act made me go still, was he rejecting me, contemplating on not claiming me.

“Tobias,” I held him for a minute.

“Freya, I completely understand how you feel, but I can't, not when you are not sure,” he said to me like I was a child. A child was how everyone was treating me lately.

“I am a consenting adult and I'm sure, how much more of certainty do you need?” I asked him and snatched my hand from his hold.

“Freya you understand what I mean,” he attempted to reach for me however I lashed out and withdrew.

“I don't understand what you mean, so please make me.”

“You are overwhelmed and it's alright, but I don't want you to do something you are not sure about just because you are trying to get rid of every trace of him,” he made another point that punched my lungs, cutting my breadth. Again with the stupid points.

“And I told you that I'm not a child, stop treating me like one!” I yelled yet he stood calm and accord.

What the hell!

“I'm not treating you like a child,” he defended himself.

“Yes you are, everyone is, everyone is treating me like a child like some broken ceramic and porcelain that can't stand by myself !” I screamed, tears spilled from my eyes. I hated how tears just betrayed me whenever I was angry, how they spilled endlessly like now.

“Who treats you like a child?” he asked, just as calm as he had been, he didn't try to reach forth for me, he let me stand and lash.

“Rachael, Williams, Artemis and every fucking person in my life,” I broke into sobs and my head hung low, “everyone, everything,” my body rocked gradually from hiccups.

“Freya,” he whispered from beside me and I almost flinched when his breath tickled me, but most importantly his contact brought some sense of peace and comfort.

I wasn't done, I wanted to pull away from it, from its grasp and yell out my frustration.

He drew me back to the warmth his body offered, “Speak to me Freya,” he cooed his hand coming up to stroke my back.

Gosh I revelled in that voice, in his touch, in his body. The worst part was we were by the wall, his body so close to mine.

“Say how you feel, however, I would not take offence,” he whispered into my ears.

This guy was the devil, perhaps worse than Artemis, how could I ever formulate coherent thought with him so close.

I inhaled, “I was lied to, deceived. I know it was for my good but it still disgusted me that I let him touch me, feel me and did all those things. I shared my most intimate part with him only to be lied to. Tobi I was vulnerable and everyone saw me at that point,” I breathed.

“Continue, I'm listening,” he urged me.

“And I'm scared and I hate being treated that way again, I'm an adult, someone should tell me when something is wrong no matter how bad,” I rasped out. Barely able to handle the pull from him.

'`Do I treat you that way?” he asked close to my ears like he was whispering.

“No, not you,” I confessed

“But the majority of people do,” my back was to him, getting dangerously close to his front. He leaned in and pressed soft kisses to my neck line.

“I would never,” he swiveled me around. His eyes were clear however I felt the burning desire from him, flames so hot that were engulfing me.

“Tell me about your fears,” he hypnotized me, eyes were like the water, pulling and sucking me in.

“I'm.. I'm.. Scared of you,” I muffled out.

This seemed to take him unaware as he deliberated on withdrawing, “why?” he asked and I could hear the edge to which his voice attained.

“You pull me, drug me and I'm scared that I might be falling for someone just after being betrayed, it feels fast, quick but I want you so much, so freaking much and it's consuming because I don't know how you feel, how I feel,” I sighed, “I really am a child,” I muttered.

To my surprise he chuckled, “do you know how I feel?” he asked and I gasped, “what?”

“You are not the only one insecure, I'm scared that I might never meet up to the feeling you had for him, that you may just be using me to forget him, that I'm rushing you, that I'm not what you need,” he admitted and I felt the way his voice shook from every word muttered.

“I want you Tobi, so damn much and its insane because it's consuming me in whole. I’m glad that Artemis never claimed that part of me, I’m glad that you get that part of me, that you own me—“

“If you continue down that lane I might just fuck you senseless against the wall right now,” his words held every bit of promise to it and I gulped.

“What if that’s what I want?” I whispered and I saw his eyes flash dangerous red.

“I doubt that,” he said, his arm came up to the wall and he secured me in one place, “say that again,” he prodded.

“I want you Tobi, I want every inch of you in me, I need you in me,” I grumbled, “stop making beg for my right,” my voice held no powers to them, not as fierce as I had wanted.

Tobias leaned in, lips on my neck, kissing and sucking on the flesh he was going to cut deep into with his sharp canines. His tongue caressed it and I rocked forward,

“Gentle, princess, you may ruin it,” he told me and I stilled, I would never want to ruin this moment.

I was in a blue milkmaid dress, his lips followed that pattern, kissing and sucking till I couldn’t stay still anymore. I grabbed him by the hair and balanced myself, my head kicked back in anticipation.

Fuck!

His hand trailed down, “are you sure you want this princess?” His voice was coarse and had some refined roughness to it.

“For fuck sake Tobi, I want you!” I yelled, he pulled back.

Fuck! What did I just say

“Freya?” He called as I drained out every lust from him for the second time today.

“Repeat what you said,” he ordered.

I shut my eyes as I recalled that Artemis and I hadn’t actually said I love you to one another.

“I want you!” I louded.

“Not that, the full sentence,” he said

“For fuck sake Tobi, I want you!” I replied.

He overpowered me and his lips were back on my body, hand tearing my clothes, my breathing hitched in my throat, my clothes were——

A knock came. Both our heads swirled to the door, again the knock came.

“Fuck off Williams,” Tobias yelled to the door as he punched the button.

“I’m sorry to disturb you but it’s important. You and the Luna are needed back,” he yelled in.

“It can wait,” Tobias turned to me but I shook my head no, “let’s go,” I told him.

“Are you sure?” He asked and I immediately had a sense of deja vu, with Artemis. That night.

“I am, and I would like you to take your time,” I told him and he nodded.

He fetched some of his clothes for me and I donned them on, we opened the door and I shut Williams a glare, “you!”

“I’m so sorry,” it didn’t sound like he was though.

“What’s the problem?” Tobias asked

“A child is turning!”