Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 94. Mark your territory.

Chapter 94: 94. Mark your territory.

Just as Duke had promised, he was home within two hours and Mary soon left after. And as I expected Duke was more than happy that I took the rest of the day off to spend time with him. Seeing him enjoy the meal I prepared made me happy that I knew how to cook.

After our meal we hung out with the kids for the rest of the day, doing simple little things that a family does together. I’m at peace and I hope this peace lasts.

...

"Duke," I call out to him as I nestle in his arms to fall asleep there.

"Hmm?"

"I think I owe you something." I say and he stares down at me.

"You do?" He asks with a slightly creased brow.

"I do." I say and rise a little till our heads are aligned and I say, "A kiss of gratitude." I say and a soft smile appears on his lips.

"Thank you." I whisper and place a kiss on his forehead, "Thank you." I place another on both his eyes, "Thank you," I kiss the pointy tip of his nose, "Thank you," I kiss both his cheeks.

I stare at his face and watch as his lashes slowly rise, exposing those brilliant gray eyes staring at me with so much love that I can’t help but notice.

"Is that all, dearest?" He asks and I can’t stop the laugh that bursts out of my mouth as I nod to his question, "You missed a spot though." He says.

"Did I? I don’t think I did." I shrug and a sudden pinch at my waist causes me to let out a loud shriek, "Duke!!" I scream out his name with a little revenge hit on his chest.

"Give me my kiss completely." He’s such a bully.

"I don’t like you very much right now." I click my tongue

"You know you’re crazy for me." He replies with such confidence.

"Overconfidence is—"

"A virtue that I possess." That was definitely not what I was going to say but there’s no winning against this man.

"Fine, come here." I say and finally give in to his tempting lips.

I’ve kissed this man a lot of times, yet I’m not tired of his kisses. I still get so excited when we kiss. My body still reacts the same and I still end up wanting more than just kisses.

"Dearest, you said we’d just sleep tonight." He reminds me as I have slowly climbed atop him and my hand is starting to trail into the band of his shorts.

"Change of plans." I simply say over his lips, "Why, you don’t like it?" I ask and I feel him smiling.

"Is that even possible?" He responds.

"Then stop talking and take control. I want you inside me this instant."

Almost immediately, my body is turned and I’m laying on the bed with him hovering above me, "I like it when you give me these kinds of orders." It’s going to be another long and sleepless night and I’m here for it all.

...

The days have gotten warmer, and are going by busily and quickly. And soon, it is the eve of Wednesday the thirteenth of March and I am more calm and composed than I thought I would be.

Prior to this date, Duke had gotten me a dress. Even though I told him not to, he still had a dress tailored for me. It’s a black dress with silver appliques and rhinestones from the beginning to the end. Sleeveless with a cowl neck and a slit in front. Like all the other times he has gotten me a dress, Duke has a very good eye firr lovely dresses and they perfectly suit the occasion too.

The silver heels are to die for though. He got me a silver purse to go with it.

But since I’m going all out silver, I won’t be able to where my necklace, but I don’t like taking it off. He did buy me silver earrings and necklace to match, but, I want to wear my Champagne necklace!!! I hate that I’ll have to take it off.

Ah! What if I use the silver chain, and my champagne pendant? Who cares? I’m going to wear what I want, anyhow I want to.

...

"Dear God," I hear him say and I turn toward the bathroom door. He’s standing there in a bathrobe with little drops of water falling from the wet strands of his hair to his face and neck.

"You look wicked in black." Is that a compliment? It’s making me blush.

"Shut up and get dressed. We’re already an hour late." I take my eyes off him because I’m trying to control the heat spreading round in my body and staring at that handsome face of his is not helping at all.

We decided we didn’t need to be punctual to the birthday party of our enemy so even though the invitation clearly stated 6pm we are still nesting and frolicking about at home even though it’s already past seven.

"Why am I not allowed to tell the truth? You look divine dearest. Truly."

"Oh, stop it, heheehe," I giggle bashfully. He’s going to make all my insides twist with sweetness.

"No net stockings today?" He suddenly asks. This man is not normal.

"Pervert." I say with a smile that’s a little too obvious that I’m enjoying this more than I should be.

"You seem to have been avoiding wearing those ever since then." He noticed, I didn’t think he’d notice.

I didn’t intentionally stop wearing them, I just— you know, just subconsciously I began to avoid wearing them.

"I’m not avoiding them. I just haven’t had a reason to wear them." Lies.

"Ah, I see. I thought you were avoiding them because of me." He’s teasing me.

"W_why would I do that."

"Good question, because you have quite a number of sexy ones I’d love to see you in." He says and I stare at him with my eyes wide open.

"W_what?!" Did he maybe go through my clothes?!

"Why are you looking at me like that? There’s one particular red one with black lace, I really want to see you in that one."

"You’re a full time pervert!!" He really did go through my clothes!

"Accepted." He shrugs shamelessly.

"Let me help you with that." He says as I try to zip up my dress.

"No, I can do it. Stop paying attention to me and go get dressed." I say to him again, but he’s already standing behind me with his hands on my back.

"Duke, go away."

"Just stay still Pagne," he breathes into my neck.

"Duke, just the zipper." I remind him as I feel a soft kiss on my neck.

"Just the zipper." He repeats, but my neck feels like it’s melting as he suddenly begins to suck me there.

"W_What are you doing?" thats a sorry excuse for a question. I can’t even hear myself.

"Marking my territory." He says and a sharp bite on the side of my neck causes me to bite down on my lips. "You’re so beautiful that I want to hide you and yet I know I shouldn’t do that, but I still don’t want others looking at you with coveteous eyes, so all I can do is mark you, in obvious places so the world can see that you’re clearly taken."

"But I’m wearing a wedding ring." I remind him.

"I don’t think that’s enough."

"Then that’s unfair."

"Huh?"

"It’s unfair that you get to mark me. I mean, if anyone should be worried shouldn’t it be me? We’re going to meet Alicia there today. We very well know she’s after you, if anyone should be marking their territory, shouldn’t it be me?"

"Then dearest," He turns me around till I’m standing face to face with him. "Mark your territory." He bends himself to my level, turning his neck to me as he says, "Make it vivid and obvious who I belong to. Leave as many marks as you want, my dearest."

When he talks like that, and looks at me with those eyes, and bares his neck to me like I’m some kind of vampire asking for a sip of his blood...

I can’t help but want to take a bite.

I wrap my hand around his neck and he wraps his around my waist and as I kiss his neck, he stands upright lifting me off the ground along with him.

"As many as I want?" I whisper into his neck.

"As many as you want." He reassures me and I bite into his neck.

I really like how he indulges me. He spoils me by letting me do everything I want, whenever, where ever and however I want. I like how he spoils me. He keeps making me want to act like a needy, clingy cat.

Well, he clearly likes it when I act this way, so, why not?