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Promised to the Tyrant Sexual Tension 2
Lucifer's POV If I were being honest, I could have stopped her, and put her back, if I wanted to. I had already used every bit of my self-restraint to keep my wits around her, and I fucking had my hands full fighting my urges, rather than being responsible for keeping her restrained as well. "You smell so good, " she said as she rubbed her cheeks against my stubble, moaning in response, "Ummm, spicy, you smell of those strong, grounded, colorful spices." I wanted to ponder more on how exactly was she able to pin point the elements of my scent, but as my beast relished the feel of the lace pattern of that white negligee of a dress under his fingertips, all sane thoughts from my head vanished. I was barely able to keep my other hand on the steering wheel and my eyes on the road. She pushed her body closer to mine, rubbing her core against my strained member, illuminating the air in the car, which now smelt of our lust. This was torture. How the fuck was I supposed to not take her he
Promised to the Tyrant Let's Talk
Omerta’s POVThe light flooded through my room, seeping its way to my tightly closed eyelids, forcing my eyes to open and face the reality of my situation.My head was spinning at the intrusion of light. It still had to do that thing where it assembled all my thoughts and memories and gave sense to the day that was to start. I was still in Bella’s dress from yesterday, at the welcome party, but that was all I got. The more I tried to get my head around everything, all I got was a blur, a blur of images, sounds, emotions, and sensations.Everything was like this messed up collage. So many things were playing in my head as I flirted through my jumbled memories. A few things stood out.Sparkling Purple DressFearGrey PearlsAnd those not-so-familiar sensations and feelings that had recently befriended me. I remember being hit by one of those.Using these as clutches, my mind t
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"Stray, we need to talk, like, really fucking talk." Talk? Was he serious? Talk was what normal people did, and he had not done anything normal, at least not with me around. We had never talked talked. All the previous times when any kind of words was exchanged between us, they never constituted talking. It was always about him yelling or screaming at me, or if I had to refer to the more recent past, it was both of us in a fighting match. But we had never talked, like, ever. And now he said he wanted to talk, but that was all he had said since then. Since then, everything had gone as quiet as the night sky. Though it was not an awkward, uncomfortable one. It was strange that while I had avoided the comforting words of all those people with whom I talked and shared things regularly, it was this break-in into my room from the person I wanted to avoid that had put me at awkward ease. I was not sure how long this ease would last if he started talking about last night, and everything th
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Omerta’s POV I didn’t remember ever sleeping this well. I was at peace, safely enveloped in a warm, spicy scent. Even subconsciously, I knew, that he was there with me throughout the night, sitting at that same one-hand distance, in that same position, for hours. It was sometime early in the morning that he left, and as glad as I was for his presence through the night, I was even more thankful that he was gone in the morning. I had no idea how I would have been able to face him in the morning, and wake up next to him, especially since so much had happened in such a short time. Our talk was the sole reason I was back here. Back at school. "You know you can skip school," Giovanni said, still surprised that I wanted to get back to school so early. The whole Agosti clan was surprised at that, they did not expect me to be feeling and behaving that normally. But I had taken Lucifer’s words to heart, and I was done engrossing myself in self-pity. "I mean, you are already late, so why no
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Lucifer’s POV Omerta, the name that rarely left my mouth, had plagued my thoughts day and night. I would be fucking lying if I said that I had not wondered if she was indeed my mate and that Avo’s dear Selene had decided to ruin yet another life. Everything fucking pointed to the fact that we might, just might be mates. After all, I was miserable whenever I could not feel her presence or her delectable scent of honey and rosemary. She was the only one apart from my family that could stand up to me despite my overpowering aura, the way my beast indulged her every time she talked back to me, unafraid and unhinged, and still lived to see the next day. All along, I had believed that it was just lust, that it was my fucking desire that was giving way to this hellish pull toward her. But that day, when she was drugged and was all out to test my patience, all my beast could think about was her safety, and how he did not want to face any pain or harm. And as if that was not enough, we fu
Promised to the Tyrant Those Words!
Omerta’s POV One minute I was surrounded by people staring at me with a mix of disgust, fear, and awe, and the next everyone was running around, and I was being ushered out of the cafeteria to what that unknown teacher referred to as the underground shelter. There was an attack, and it seemed like everyone here was aware of the attack protocol. Many of the students went on and on about the mafia conflict, and I would have assumed that was the case. It made sense, because we have faced this in New York as well, but only if the werewolf students and their actions were not such a giveaway. Not only were the werewolf students in charge of getting people into the shelters, but many of them were also missing, claiming they were a part of the protection detail. Guess it was something related to the werewolf stuff, though I wondered who was fool enough to attack them. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I did not even notice that Aaron had abandoned his position next to him. It was onl
Promised to the Tyrant Throwing Up
I waited and waited with bated breath, but there was no pain. My body should have been in agony, but I felt nothing but blood, and more blood that tickled down my face, and my neck. My mind was unable to comprehend what was happening. With the amount of blood that was there, my body should have been burning in its misery, but there was nothing, just my upper body painted red. It took me a few seconds to understand what was happening. As my vision focused, I saw Lucifer standing behind that man, with his hand deep inside that man’s chest, piercing it from the back and front of that man’s body. The realization hit me like a truckload, the blood that had drenched me from top to bottom belonged to that man with fangs, who now lay lifeless against Lucifer’s hand. In the past, I had never had a problem with blood, but seeing so much crimson liquid spilled on me, made my head spin, and before I knew it, my guts had decided to act out, and I was vomiting onto that man’s barren body and mys
Promised to the Tyrant The Wise Ones
Omerta’s POV We were all now in Lucifer’s office, everyone but Abaddon, when Avo started talking. "Omerta, I want you to know I never intended for you to find out more about our world like this. I understand how frightening it is to see a man with fangs growling at you." Well, it was horrid! "I wished we would have completed our discussion earlier on, but there are just too many things happening in the past few days," Avo said. It was clear that this bothered him. He looked concerned, and I wondered if Lucifer had something to say to him about my reaction in the cafeteria. "Honestly, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that you'd ever come face to face with a vampire."They are fairly rare on our side of the world, and they mostly tend to keep away from us. " It felt strange to talk about and hear about monsters that I had read about in books, and seen in movies. My mind found it difficult to grasp the fact that such terrifying beings did not just exist in fantasy; they were ve
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