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
Lucifer was everything that Lilith has said he would be. He was perfectly sculpted, from his fine chiselled facial features, to his broad shoulders and back, right down to his foot size. It was like he was sculpted by god himself, which I guess he was? Unlike Lucas and Lilith, Lucifer was dark haired. His eyes burned two fiery orbs, not unlike Lysander’s. Thick bushy eyebrows were the crowning jewel. Like Lilith, at first glace to look at him, he looked no older than late 20s. His toned physique showing no signs of age. He certainly didn’t look old enough to have fathered the 13 adult children whose portraits hung in the long gallery. His aura oozed power and danger in plumes. His very presence sent a chill down my spine as radiated strength and prestige. On his lips sat a permanent sneer. The only part of his feature that could be remotely described as ugly. He looked around the swathes of people who stood before him. My only complaint
I was surprised at just how civilised the whole dinner party was. When surrounded by the most evil beings in the universe, you go expecting for at least one person to leave dead or at the very least fatally maimed.But actually the meal went by without incident. Lucifer was bright and charismatic with his guest. Discussing normal everyday topic like family and events that had taken place.I couldn’t easily see how Lilith had fallen for his charms so long before.For me I was happy sitting back and enjoying the conversation and the occasional sip of wine. I was just glad that the focus was no longer on me. Besides the occasional glance my way, Lucifer said very little else to me.He did however invite Lucas to his private quarters after he had seen me back to our own rooms. For what we were not sure. But Lucas dutifully took me back home and ensured I was comfortable for the night, before disappearing to see his father.I wasn’t expectin
“What?” I shrieked at a very despondent looking Lucas. “He wants us to do what?” “Lonnie, listen to me please, this is the only way. If we do not accept Lucifers terms, he will have you killed. You know he will do it my love. This is the only way to keep you safe.” Lucas look at me with pleading eye. “Lucas, we have only found each other again for a matter of weeks. We barely know anything about the people we are now. I knew that someday we would have to complete the mate bond, but I thought we would have time.” My mind was reeling at the information that Lucas had given me. I couldn’t believe what Lucifer was expecting from me. “Exactly, whether it is now or a few months down the line, the outcome is the same. So, why not just Lucifer have his way on this?” Lucas said. “Why? Why! Because what Lucifer is asking for is more than just us getting married Lucas. He wants me to have a child! An heir to his kingdom. The next generation of evil.” By now my a