I shivered with excitement at his words. They were words that would normally have me running for the hills but Lucian was different. He made it sound hot and sexy, and I could do nothing more than nod at him, momentarily lost for words.
With a groan at my capitulation he began to move, but there was nothing slow or steady about this. It was raw, primal, animalistic and even with my very limited experience of sex that I was a willing participant in, I could tell this was hot. Lucian didn’t hold back, he simply braced his arms either side of me and with his head thrown back, eyes closed and his lips parted enough that I could see the tips of his fangs showing, he began to move, to slam into me, pounding like a man possessed, working me up the bed with the force of his hips.
I would have thought this kind of rough sex would be enough to scare me since my father was rough with me often, but this was different. I felt owned by him, possessed and consumed by him, my body a vessel for his pleasure. It didn’t make me feel dirty, or used and abused though. It was sexy and exciting, it was such an incredible turn on and I liked it, hell I loved it. To know that I had the ability to drive this vampire crazy with desire for me, that he needed to fuck with complete abandon because of me, turned me on too.
I drove my hands into his hair, tugging on the silky strands, moaning when with every surge of his hips I felt the broad head of his cock slam against my cervix, and his piercings graze inside me, rapidly pushing me towards yet another orgasm.
Lucian’s movements were becoming less co-ordinated. His thrusts no longer steady and I could tell his control was slipping. When I felt his lips nuzzle into my neck and the graze of his fangs over my sensitive skin, I braced myself, ready for the familiar pain, that was always immediately followed by pleasure.
As soon as he bit into me, I cried out. The pain turned to pleasure, and I screamed as another orgasm tore through me. Frantically my fingernails ripped over Lucian’s scalp as my body bucked and bowed under his. Suddenly he tensed before his whole body jerked and began to shudder violently. He thrust once more hard, so hard it was as if he was trying to climb inside me, his arms tightening around me, under me, holding me in a near punishingly strong grip as he came.
As he filled me, coming over and over, deep inside me, he fed from me, and I could do little more than moan beneath him, holding him as his orgasm consumed him.
Once he was done, he collapsed on top of me and lay there for a few moments, his body jerking and twitching from the force of his climax. Finally after several moments, he pulled out of me and I felt a flood of our combined release flow from me. Lucian’s eyes dropped between my legs, watching, a look of satisfaction on his beautiful face.
When his eyes lifted to mine again, he smiled and suddenly tired, I could do little more than give him a sleepy smile back. I watched him raise his wrist to his mouth and bite down, tearing a chunk of flesh away. My eyes shot open at the sight of him sitting before me, his wrist gaping open, blood welling from the ugly wound. “What on earth….?” I started to ask but he held his wrist to my mouth.
“Come baby, drink from me. Do you remember? In the motel room when I made you drink from me? I need you to do that again. I’ve fed from you a few times so I want the wounds from my fangs to heal and you need more blood to fix what your father did to you. You have to be completely free of the injuries you sustained before you can go back to Mrs Appleby’s home.” He pressed his wrist more forcefully to my lips. “Please, drink from me; I need you to do this.”
Reluctantly I began to drink but his blood was so good, really good, addictive, and not needing to be asked again, I eagerly swallowed it until finally he pulled away from me, smearing blood over the wound to heal it. He’d just flopped down alongside of me on the bed when we heard a knock at the door.
Lucian groaned and I did too silently. I didn’t want to get up I just wanted to stay with him in this little ideal bubble we had. I didn’t want to face the real world, but it sounded like the real world had come to us if vampires could be classed as the real world anyway.
“Who is it?” He called and when the door started to swing open, I panicked and quickly grabbed the bed’s quilt, rolling it around me until it nearly formed a cocoon.
I heard Lucian’s muffled. “Fuck!” He shot upright but unlike me, he made no attempt to cover himself, just as his sire Fabian walked into the room.
Those pale all seeing, all knowing eyes of his took in the scene before him, and when I saw him smile and his nostrils flare, I knew that he knew exactly what we’d been doing. I blushed, turning bright red, it had to be bright red since it felt like my face was on fire, and I just wanted to crawl under the bed and hide.
“I came to see what was keeping you son. You said you wouldn’t be long when you left to check on Arissa. It’s been two hours and you did not return.” His eyes shifted back and forth between us. “If you’re both finished what you were doing, perhaps you could join us? We have things to discuss before morning. Sirene is tired, we both are, and we still need to feed. Get dressed and meet me in the living room when you’re ready.” He walked back to the door to leave, turning just before he left the room. “You might want to try and be a little quieter next time. We could all hear you in the living room.” He smiled, his eyes alight with amusement when I gasped and turned an even brighter shade of red just before he closed the door behind him.
When he’d gone, I turned to Lucian feeling mortified. “Oh my god, they heard us?” I gasped. “I’ll never be able to face them. I’m so embarrassed.” I covered my eyes with my hands.
Lucian chuckled and I felt the bed dip as he moved. “It’s ok baby. Don’t be shy. Fabian likes to tease when he knows he can. He’s just messing with you, but I know he’d be happy to see that things are…well that we’re closer.”
I peered at him between my fingers. “Yes but he knows just how close we got, and so does everyone else apparently. I don’t know how I’m going to face them.”
I felt Lucian’s fingers plucking at my hands which I still had over my face. “Come on, let me see you. Don’t be shy with me. We have to get up and I thought we could shower together, but quickly.” He grinned when I suddenly uncovered my face at his words.
“Another shower; will there be any hot water left?”
He grinned at me. “We’ll be quick.” He sat up, staring down at me. “Well, getting you out of this could be the most time consuming.” He pulled at the quilt I’d rolled myself in. “You really have yourself bundled up in there don’t you baby?”
He climbed off the bed and reached down, grabbing the end of the quilt. With one sharp tug, he unravelled me and I ended up rolling over and over until with a soft thump, I tumbled onto the floor, squealing with laughter as I lay there in a tangle of arms and legs.
When I looked up, Lucian was watching me, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and what I now recognised to be desire. For someone who hated sex and was terrified of getting intimate with a man, any man, I’d sure warmed up to it and I felt the answering tug low in my belly when I met his gaze. It was only for him though. This stunning vampire was the only man who could affect me and with just one look I felt myself growing even wetter between my legs.
I saw his nostrils flare and I knew, I just knew he could smell my arousal, how much I wanted him, but he shook his head and bent down, lifting me over his shoulder, making me squeal again as he carried me through to the bathroom. While he turned on the taps I stared at his beautiful back and that amazing tattoo from my upside down position, and suddenly feeling quite daring, I reached down and pinched one of his firm buttocks.
He jumped, growled and hauled me off his shoulder, dropping me to my feet in the shower. His eyes glowed with his lust and something else which made my heart flutter in my chest. It was a menacing look which on anyone else would have scared the hell out of me, but this was Lucian, and I suddenly realised he didn’t frighten me, despite what he was.
He pushed me until my back was against the cold tiles and stepped
forward, not saying anything, just staring into my eyes as the water cascaded down on us. With his eyes fixed on mine he tilted his hips towards me and I moaned softly when I felt the hard ridge of his erection against me.
I cried out in surprise when he suddenly grabbed my hips, his fingers digging into my soft skin and he lifted me, still keeping me pinned against the shower wall. I could feel the head of his cock pushing between my legs and my muscles clenched in reaction to the feel of him and the scrape of his piercings on my delicate flesh.
“Wrap your legs around me baby.” He said a note of urgency in his voice and I complied, crossing my ankles against his buttocks.
His eyes locked with mine for a moment and I returned his gaze, struggling to control my excitement. God what this man did to me, he turned me on, he made me want him, he had the ability to do something no other man had ever been able to do.
Whatever Lucian had been searching for must have been showing in my eyes because with a low groan he thrust up hard and I gasped when he buried himself deep inside me. Oh my god but he was so deep like this. I could feel every inch of him and when he pulled back, the piercings scraped against me lighting up nerve endings everywhere they touched.
I don’t know how he did it, how he could tell that this was one time where fast and hard were what I wanted, or maybe it was just that he needed it too but Lucian didn’t hold back and pounded into me so hard I gasped and cried out as our bodies slammed together.
It didn’t take long and I could feel my orgasm building in me. For someone who’d never experienced them prior to the previous evening, I was sure getting to appreciate and enjoy them now. The anticipation, the build-up, knowing it was coming and finally having it explode through me was the most amazing experience.
My body tightened and I could feel the change in Lucian’s movements. Just as I cried out, my hands tearing at his hair, ripping at the strands as the pleasure pulsed through me in wave after ecstatic wave, I heard him growl out my name. I could feel him pumping his release into me and my feminine muscles closed around him, milking him of every last drop. I sighed and sagged against him, my arms around his neck.
At the sound of clapping, I froze, my fingers biting into Lucian’s shoulders, just as I felt him tense up. Lowering me so my feet were on the floor of the shower, he turned his head, but kept his body shielding mine as we both stared at the intruder in his bathroom.
Francesca stood there, a sardonic smile on her face as she continued the slow applause. “Well about fucking time brother dearest. Our sire is growing impatient. He thought you would both make a speedy appearance once he came to hurry you along earlier, and I’m not so sure he’ll be happy to learn that you decided fucking again was a way of hurrying up.”
“Fran, get the fuck out of here will you? What the hell makes you think it’s ok to walk in on us; and how long have you been watching us anyway?”
She smiled. “Oh long enough to see the grand finale brother dear; all the moans and groans, the sighs and of course the sweet crying of one another’s names. It got me all hot and horny now, and no man to take care of me.” Her expression brightened suddenly as her eyes ran over Lucian. “Well not unless you’re prepared to take care of me? You do it so well after all.” She gave him a smile that made it perfectly clear even to someone like me that they’d been intimate before.
“Fuck off Fran. We’ll be out shortly. Apologise to our sire for me please. Now go, for fuck’s sake, piss off.” He snarled.
“Oh Lucian, Lucian, there’s so much anger for a man who just got his rocks off. Does she not please you well enough your little blonde piece?”
“Fran…..FUCK OFF!” He snarled and even I cowered at his tone. Fran was obviously not so easily put off, simply smirking at us with a raised eyebrow, before turning on her heel and walking off.
“Hurry up and don’t keep our sire waiting much longer if you know what’s good for you.” She called over her shoulder as she disappeared out the door.
When she was gone, I raised my bright red face to his. God, how embarrassing was that? I was never going to survive all this. They were all too open, not put off at seeing one another naked and now it seemed they were not beyond sharing their bodies with one another. “You’ve had sex with her?” I asked although I already knew the answer.
Lucian nodded. “You have to understand we’re vampires and we do that, we have sex and we have sex a lot. We don’t have sex with one another often but if we need a quick fix so to speak we will fuck one another. Fabian and Dominick don’t though. They’re with their women and only have sex with them. Please don’t hate me baby for having sex with Fran. She’s an obnoxious, annoying bitch I know but when we need her, she will stick up for us, look after us. If you want to be vampire, really be vampire, you will have to learn to get along with her. She’s part of us, she’s my sister, if only by the fact we’ve all been sired by Fabian.”
“I don’t hate you Lucian. I could never hate you but I can’t deny the thought of you with her like that? It makes me feel kind of strange inside and I don’t like it.” I suddenly raised worried eyes to his. “You won’t have sex with her again will you?”
“No baby. I’m yours, if you want me. I only want you; I only want to feed from you. How could I possibly want her when I have you? You are so beautiful, so sweet, and so incredibly sexy to me. Fran is nothing more than a body when there is nothing else. The last time I fucked her it was very reluctantly trust me. She was sent to me by Fabian because he believed I was harming myself. For all his ways our sire looks after us. No one likes to be denied sex for too long but for us, it’s more. We need the sex nearly as much as the blood. To be honest with you, when I first met you, I wanted you so badly and that first kiss we shared.” He stopped and tilted his head up to the spray from the four shower heads. “I was in agony with my need for you and I would have taken myself in hand to relieve things but Fabian sent Fran to me while I was showering and, I gave in.” His voice trailed off.
I stared at him, still unsure about how I felt knowing he’d had sex with that annoying woman while he knew me. I realised I didn’t like it but at the same time I really had no right getting upset about it. We weren’t having sex; we weren’t even going out at that time. I’d given him nothing more than my very reluctant company for weeks when he would join me while I walked Milo. I wasn’t angry with him I finally decided but the feeling inside me that left me unsettled and unhappy inside was jealousy. For the first time in my life, I was jealous. ‘You have him now though girl, remember that.’ The little voice inside me said.
I looked up at him as he stared down at me and I could see what looked like anxiety in his beautiful eyes. I reached up and cupped his cheek, bringing his face down to mine. “It’s ok Lucian. I had no claim over you, I gave you nothing. I barely even gave you my time but you have me now, if you want me and I hope that you will feel no further need to go to another woman. I want to be your woman. I want to be with you. I love being with you, I love sex with you, when you feed from me but most of all...” I paused for a moment. It was now or never, do or die. “Most of all, I love you.”
As the last word left my mouth, my voice shaking with nerves at exposing myself so much to him, I waited. Knowing he could potentially hurt me I watched his face, terrified at what I might see. When his face lit up in a huge smile, his teeth looking so white against his olive complexion, I breathed a sigh of relief, but when he dragged me into his arms, his lips against my ear, my heart leapt and I felt tears well up in my eyes when in a husky voice he whispered. “I love you too baby.”
Chapter Twenty
Lucian
Lucian held this beautiful, amazing woman in his arms and he couldn’t believe it, she loved him; she’d told him she loved him. He never expected to have someone who would love him, but then he’d never expected to fall in love either, but he had. He loved Arissa and he wanted her with him for eternity, but the only way he could have her for eternity was if his sire agreed to make her v
ampire.
He needed to speak to Fabian, they needed to speak to Fabian, and if they had any chance of getting what they wanted from him, keeping him waiting much longer wasn’t the right way to go about it.
“Come on, we’d better hurry up and get out of here or who knows who my sire will send in next for us. Pissing him off is probably not a good idea.” He said.
Hastily they finished showering and dried off. Lucian pulled on black jeans and a black t-shirt, sweeping his hair back and combing it into some sort of attempt at order with his hands. A quick glance in the mirror showed him that he had more of a ‘just fucked’ look going on than anything else. When he looked over at Arissa, he couldn’t help smiling to himself. He was ‘just fucked,’ so the look was appropriate.
She on the other hand looked beautiful, adorable and so sweet. It was hard to imagine that someone with such an angelic face and standing before him now, with her hair in disarray and dressed only in his t-shirt, had been screaming his name not long ago as she’d had her third or fourth orgasm.
“Let me comb your hair for you. You look beautiful with the tousled hair, but you look like you’ve just been fucked and I don’t want anyone else seeing you looking like that. That look is for my eyes only.” He grabbed a hairbrush and quickly ran it through her hair until it lay smoothly down her back. “It’s bad enough that everyone is going to know or at least wonder if you’re wearing any panties under my t-shirt.”
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