HUNTED

[Authors Note: Music Recommendation: Hard For Me by Michele Morrone (if you want!) I will leave an AN when to play it from ;) ]

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Biting her lip, she rolled onto her side, leant on her elbow, resting her head on her hand, and looked down at her mate. HER MATE. She searched his face, taking in his breath-taking features while lost in her own thoughts. His molten silver eyes met hers, and he reached his hand out to caress her cheek.

"So, for 27 years, you were just waiting.."

"I won't lie, I've been with other women before you. But it was never anything serious. The wait was excruciating," He smiled at her, before grabbing her hand and leaving a chaste kiss on the back of it, before dropping it on his chest, lacing their fingers together, "but it was worth it."

Aila felt her cheeks redden under his smile; instead of replying to him, she leaned down and placed her hand on his jaw, leaving a sweet kiss on his lips. She pulled back slowly, inhaling deeply as though if she left him, she would be in agony. It didn't help, his burning gaze was hooded, and a low growl escaped his lips, sending a pleasurable shiver down her spine. 

"So this is our first official date.." Aila's words trailed off, trying to distract herself from the burning desire to do more than kiss him. 

Her words snapped him out of the spell, ever so slightly, and he nodded with a grin.

"We have definitely done this the wrong way around.." She continued.

"Oh? How so?" Damon was now mirroring Aila as his eyes glinted mischievously and roamed her face.

"Normally, I don't kiss on the first date.." Aila pouted.

"I think we are well past trying to make each other's acquaintance, don't you?" He played with a strand of her hair, and he stared with an intensity that made Aila melt. 

Aila sighed dreamily, feeling herself succumbing to the bond and the urge to rip his clothes away from his chiselled body. Damon smirked as though he read her thoughts. Aila shyly nodded after her mind was becoming foggy with lust. Biting her lip again, she forced herself to look away from him and instead asked something that played on her mind earlier.

"Damon.."

"Hmm.."

"What happened earlier.. you haven't marked me because of.. a rule?" Aila's voice dropped to a whisper while her eyes drifted off to the view of the lake.

Damon sighed and raked his hand through his hair, "Believe me, that rule hasn't once entered my mind."

Her head whipped back to look at him.

Damon shook his head in exasperation, "Seriously, Aila?" 

Aila blinked back at him, speculating what his following words were going to be. While she pondered, Damon took the chance to push her shoulder down gently, so she lay on her back, and he now towered over her. His knee spread her legs so he could balance himself correctly, lacing their fingers together and pinned them by the sides of her head. Her eyes went wide from the abrupt change, but she couldn't complain by the change in view.

[AN: Music Recommendation: Hard For Me Michele Morrone]

Damon brought his face close to hers, their noses nearly touching, "I'm crazy about you.. Can't you see that?"

His eyes flickered and began to glow with a low growl erupting from his chest, "I don't give a shit about that stupid rule. If I want to mark you.. I will."

A shudder passed through her, and it was nothing to do with the cold wind. Damon's words were like a spell she couldn't shake; even though she wanted to spend more time with him before making it official with the mark, she felt herself being enticed to let it just happen. F it.

Her thoughts made Malia perk up from the position she was chilling in, in the depths of her mind, "Do you mean it!?"

Aila didn't respond; her wolf could feel the conviction in her chest. It was warm and felt filled to the brim with so much emotion towards the Alpha laying above her. 

Without receiving her response, Damon crashed his lips into hers. Then he sucked on her lower lip as his hand slid down her chest, undoing the zip to his jacket; he grazed his hand against her left breast and started massaging it tenderly, "You drive me fucking crazy, Aila," He growled against her lips. A small gasp left her lips as her eyes darkened with lust.

It was too true; the last two weeks had been agonising for him and Darius. The need to ravish her to the point she couldn't walk anymore was incessant. Every time she disobeyed him, he wanted to bend her over and teach her a fucking lesson. And boy did she disobey him; he could see the fire burning behind her eyes each time she wanted to defy him, a fire he never wished to diminish. 

Yes, he was the Alpha, but she was his Luna. His mate, the other half to him. Aila was his little spitfire, always tempting him, whether that was from her disobedience or by just curling up into him. He couldn't imagine it being anyone else. 

Damon had been holding back for so long; he wanted to take her the moment he found out she was his. Again his steely resolve melted tonight when she walked through that door in her tight-fitting clothes, showing off her voluptuous body. Then she ran off, and that bitch- Hailey said his angel was on a date with Ajax and didn't mention Finn.. 

He bit into Aila's lips, to the point where he tasted a little bit of blood. He did not realise how rough he was being with her. He broke away from the kiss as Darius growled through him, their temper rising again at how the nights events went. She was gasping and looking at him with a wild glint in her eyes. 

That wild look he had seen so many times and wanted to help relieve both their cravings for the other. It wasn't just about mating; he wanted to be one with her, and once he officially marked her, that was where their relationship could really begin. 

"You're my drug, Aila. My addiction. I can't get enough of you, and I haven't even had all of you… Even when we are marked, this feeling won't go away. It's taken everything in me to not mark you or make love to you," His eyes searched hers; he hoped she could see the mess he was becoming because of her.

"Then do it."