I had never been kissed before, so I had nothing to compare this experience too. For me, I couldn’t imagine how this feeling could get any better. Electricity danced between us, and the feeling of floating encompassed my body. I was caught between burning passion and the ice cold reality of who it was I was kissing.
His mouth was gentle, and demanding all at the same time. His lips soft like velvet against my own. It was obvious that Lucas was not as naïve to the art of kissing as I was. His hand reached around and cupped my face, gently tilting my head back further so that he had better access to me. His thumb trailed down throat sending delicious shivers down my spine. His thumb stopped at the swell of my breast, my blood humming to his tune underneath my skin.
My own hands were placed upon his chest, the feeling of strong muscles beneath may hand. I could feel his heart thumping against his rib cage.
I moaned softly into his mouth, allowing him access to s
“Power?” I asked in disbelief. How would his daughter having the fire magic help him get Power. “Because Nova will inherit the St Leger title, and with it she would become the matriarch of the family. She will be power. In turn Lucien will be the highest ranking male member of the family. He can control Nova, use her for his own means. All with very little cost to himself.” “I cannot believe that any man, no father, would risk condemning their own child purely for his own gain. It seems so cold hearted.” “Like I said, Lucien is a ruthless demon. He has no heart Avalon. Like most demons in the underworld. He does not care that you are his niece, he did not care that Oona was his sister. He would most certainly not care that Nova is his daughter.” “What is Nova like? Do you think she would allow him to use her?” I ask, curious about my cousin who, until today, I had no idea existed. “Why the sudden interest Lonnie?” Lucas asked with a glint in h
When Lucas had returned I had fallen asleep on one of the sofas around the fire place, its warm embrace lulling me into a deep dreamless slumber. My body sank down into the soft cushions like I was floating on a cloud. The feel of the fire against my skin was a comfort to me now, a friend welcoming me home. I woke to feel Lucas' strong arms sliding underneath me lifting me up into his arms. I instinctively snuggled against his chest only to recall in disgust at the strong smell of rotten eggs clinging to his skin and drowning out his familiar scent if wood smoke and citrus. “Your back.” I mumble sleepily, turning my nose up into a cringe against the awful smell. “Have you managed to get rid if the bodies?” He took a moment before responding to me. “Yes, everything has been sorted.” He gently lays me down onto of the soft feather down bed and gives me a chaste kiss on the forehead. “Sleep, I’m going to get washed.” I watched him leave, his face shroude
Still reeling from my orgasm, I barely register the soft mattress dipping underneath me as Lucas pulls himself up from between my legs. He straddles my hips leaning forward with his arms flanking my head either side. His face was inches from me. My juices still glistening from his lips. His eyes watched me, a smouldering smirk plastered to his mouth like the cat that got the cream, and his hair falling wild framing his face. As my heart rate began to drop I realised that the insatiable need within me was still roaring with life. Warmth still pooled in my stomach, and my core ached with longing to be filled. I could feel my cheeks heat in embarrassment at my one track mind. My eyes focused in on Lucas’ lips. My teeth gnawing at my bottom lip. Lucas noticed my apparent discomfort, and leaned forward placing a tender kiss to my lips. It was soft a sensual, so unlike the heated needy kisses we shared before. This kiss had a deeper meaning, it was full of p
I woke the next morning to feeling far too hot for comfort. I try to move away from the source of the heat only to find myself pinned under arms and legs which were wrapped around me from all angles. Opening my eyes and looking at Lucas’ sleeping form behind me, I couldn’t help but smile. He looked completely at ease, peaceful even. A complete contrast to the angry monster that I witnessed yesterday afternoon. I manage to successful un-wind his arm from my torso to sit up, but he refused to move his leg. So as carefully as I could not to wake him, I pull my legs up to my chest and wiggle out of the bed. Jumping down onto the cold flagstone floor, which were too cold I hop to the bathroom to relieve my bladder. All the while making a metal note that is I were going to stay here for any length of time, that I must get Lucas to purchase a rug for the bedroom. I was just pondering the thought of how comfortable I felt making future plans with Lucas, when I was br
I cried for what felt for hours. I cried until there wasn’t anything left in me to cry. Year of pent up emotion and rage for my uncle came out in one fell swoop. By the time I had finished, my body was physically and mentally exhausted. I cuddled up against Lucas, he body and warmth comforting. He sat with me on the floor not once complaining or growing frustrated. He simply allowed me to be, and get everything out. When I finally stopped crying, he wiped my tear, giving me a gentle kiss before leading me to a comfy chair near the fire. I had no idea how cold I was until we sat in front of the warm glow. The bed sheet the only thing still covering my nakedness beneath. “They will come for me now, won’t they?” I asked sadly. Already coming to term with the fate that has befallen me. “You will most likely be summoned, yes.” Lucas replied plainly. He body was tense next to me. He liked the idea even less than I did. He would happily keep me hidden in his
It took longer than is should to get out of the shower and ready ourselves for the dinner party that we were both due to attend imminently.I should not have worried about what to wear, as soon as we had managed to pry ourselves away from each others bodies. Lucas led me to a closed door which I had not yet explored, only to reveal a dressing room almost the size of our bedroom, filled with row upon row of women’s clothing.I looked at him in disbelief, a smirk playing on his lips.“So, I have been walking around in your baggy jogging bottoms since I arrived here, and your failed to tell me that I had my very own personal shopping centre right next door?” I ask sarcastically, my brow cocked, arms folded across my chest in mock seriousness.“I like you in my baggy jogging bottoms.” Lucas pouts, taking a seductive step towards me, attempting to place his hands on the curve of my hips.“Oh no.” I step back hol
When we landed in a cold dark corridor, I took a moment to gather myself. I was not used to travelling through thin air. My stomach sloshed dangerously inside me as I stood on shaky legs trying to compose myself. I felt like I had just had n extended session on the merry-go-round, and now my inner equilibrium had been disturbed.“Are you OK?” Lucas asks, concern etched into him words. He held me steady as the room continued to spin around me. He places a gentle hand to my head, his thumb caressing my cheek bone.Focusing on the blue of Lucas’ eyes and with steady breaths, the spinning slowly begins to slow. My stomach settles and I give Lucas a reassuring nod and squeeze of the hand.“I should have warned you about apparating. It can take some time to get used to.” He apologies as he turned to face down the long gallery room that we now found ourselves in.At the far end of the gallery was a large set of ornate double doors,
My body still as I recognising the voice of the man it came from immediately. Lucas’ hands firmed around my back.Turning to face Lucien, his posture emanating power and authority. An angry red burn spreads out from the collar of his pristine white shirt and spreads up his neck and onto his face. He was a demon and such a burn should have healed by now, but no ordinary flame made the mark, it was my flame. The same flames that came from the core of hell. Hells fire. I look at the mark in fascination. I had never seen what my magic could truly do until now. The flames had melted away his flesh in such a way that her Uncle would forever bare the mark. A part of me revelled in the fact that ever day when he gazed upon his reflection, he would have such a stark reminder of his niece, and he would know that I held all the power and vengeance would soon find him. The other part of me, the humane part, felt appalled at the thought of having hurt another person so spectac