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"The heat and strong burn of desire can never be sated or quenched. It's an ever burning inferno, a hot, damming flame that can only be outed with extreme actions."
-MC
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The day has finally come to an end

Khal turns around, looking at Kiara and Marquése.

He returns to his original position, leaning down to whisper in his mates ear.

"Hey babe what do you say we give these two some privacy?"

"Khal Moore are you saying what I think you're saying?" Hailey smirks up at him and he shrugs his shoulders, mischief clouding his eyes.

"Maybe. They need to relax and this may be their last chance."

"You're right. Ok let's do it."

Khal and Hailey had finished cleaning up and put away all the dishes. They walk towards the sitting couple and try not to yet their plans be seen on their faces.

"Uh, we're going to go out. I'll be back late guys, so don't wait up."

"Um ok."

Marquése and Kiara watch them as they both disappear through the door before she speaks up again,

"It's pretty late and they're going out. Maybe they got tired of us and needed a little break."
She laughs and Marquése joins in

"Yeah, maybe they did."

"So uh..."

"Um, I guess it's bed time. Are you ready to go to sleep?"

"We're all washed up and our bellies are full, so yes."

"Ok"
Marquése moves to the couch, preparing their makeshift bed.

He stands up and moves away.

"So you're not going to lay with me?"

Marquése laughs,
"We both know that the two of us can't fit there. Not with you sleeping like that."

"Hey! I do not sleep that bad."

"Sure you don't."

They both laugh and Marquése lays down in the corner, opening his arms to welcome her.

"Come here you."

Kiara looks down at him, smiling in happiness.

He is perfect

She crawls into his arms, and lays down facing him. She's laying partially on top of him but Marquése doesn't mind.

"Hi." She whispers and he whispers back.

"Hello beautiful."
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About half an hour had past but none of the two had fell asleep

"Khal sure is taking long."

"Maybe he isn't coming back."

"What do you mean he isn't coming back? He said he was Marquése."

"Well maybe he wasn't tired of us. Maybe he wasn't taking time from us, maybe he wanted to give us a little alone time."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about baby."

The last statement is whispered against her lips, almost painfully. Marquése leans over, moving closer and closer to her lips with each word, until finally locking her lips in his sweet embrace.

He pulls her body closer to his, letting out an onslaught of hard kisses. They both moan out softly when the sparks start shooting through their bodies.

His lips are molding, his tongue, massaging and his fingers, they were searching.

"Hmm"

In the middle of their heated kissing session it seems his fingers have found what they were searching for.
He finds the button on her pants and pops it open, pushing his hand inside.

As soon as his fingers make contact with her heated skin, she lets out a soft, sensual gasp.

This must definitely be the best feeling in the world and it was more than welcomed.

She grabs onto the side of his face with one hand, roughly pulling him in closer and he kisses her harder.

Her other hand reaches down to guide his fingers, her hand on his. They both move slowly, gently massaging her naked flesh together.

Kiara grabs onto his hair pulling hard and throws her head back, moaning in blissful pleasure.

"Oh"

They're both lost in the euphoric moment when a thought comes to her mind.

She lifts herself up slightly, removing her lips and hand from his, climbing over him.

Kiara is now fully on top of him and moves slightly backwards. She pops his buttons and reaches into his pants and he stares at her.

"What are you doing?" He breaths out heavily

"Returning the favor." She grabs onto his length with her small, cold hands and he gasps in surprise.

"Ah"
Marquése grunts out in pleasure as her hand runs over his body, caressing it.
He raises up moving his lips to her neck and bites down softly.

She moans again

She was bringing him pleasure and he wanted to do that too, so in that moment he moves his fingers back to her flesh, feeling the intensity of her burn.

Pushing pass her body's small resistance, he enters a whole new world of her desire.
This may be the best and warmest thing he has ever felt.

He doesn't think even the fires of war could burn this hot.

"You are so fúcking hot."

In this moment Kiara appreciation his dirty mouth more than ever, there's only one thing he could do for her to appreciate it more.

At that thought she grabs unto his shirt and leans forward. He hit her sweet spot and she bites into his shoulder.
This feels like the only thing she could do not to scream.

His fingers were hitting all the right places, massaging her body so well.

"Ugh. Don't stop."

She had never felt like his before and the fact that he was the cause of it made them both extremely happy.

She wants to taste him again.

Drawing his head away from her neck, she quickly molds her lips against his pink, delectable ones, pushing her tongue past them and into his mouth.

They were both pleasuring each other and she could feel something building inside her but suddenly, in the middle of it all she feels him slowing down.

"What part of don't stop didn't you understand?"

He stops and laughs lightly, shaking his head. She looks down into his eyes now, stopping as well.
They had a dash of red in the grey swirls, she had never seen more beautiful eyes.

"We have to stop." Marquése breathes out heavily removing his digits from her and she goes completely still.

"What? Why?"

"I can't."

She lets go as well

"What's wrong? This feels good right?"

"Yes. It feels really, really good and that's the problem" Kiara arches her brows in question and he continues.

"If we don't stop now, I don't know if I'll be able to stop."

"Fine."

She pulls up her pants, buttoning them back and he does the same after tucking himself away.

When she looks down his normal eyes are staring at her.

He raises up, lifting her off him slightly and sits up; Kiara follows his lead. She looks around Khal's house with slight distaste and he joins in.

"You're right we shouldn't be doing this right now, especially not here. He will most likely come back and catch us and that's one situation I do not want to get caught in."

"Yeah I know. It's not the ideal place or time." Marquése laughs. "That would be really awkward."

"Yes it would."

"Plus, were seeing your parents tomorrow. I don't want you to not be the girl they sent out there. If you know what I mean."

"Oh shít. You're right."

"Wait! What did you just say?!"

"Oh no." Kiara covers her lips with her hands immediately, not even realizing the words that had left her lips.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Wow, the princess curses."

"Oh shut up, it just came out. You're rubbing off on me."

"Oh kitty, I'm doing much more than that." Marquése smirks as he climbs on top of her, embracing her again.
Kiara giggles loudly as he kisses her neck."

"Marq s-stop."

He pauses for a moment above her, staring down at her lovingly.
"Did you just call me Marq?"

"And so what if I did?" She smiles brightly

He smiles in return, laying down beside her and holding her body tightly in his warm embrace.

"I like it. Actually, I love it."

The mates lovingly stared into each other's eyes until sleep finally took over; and it is the way they both fell deep into sleep.

Double update! Sorry I didn't update yesterday I was really busy. I hope you enjoyed it 😉

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