by Lacy LeRoch
“Come to me, Rafe,” she says, running a hand down her stomach and entering a finger deep inside herself.
Watching her touch and play with herself is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. In my long life, I have never watched a girl play with herself. I never thought it would be so erotic.
“You enjoy watching me, Rafe?”
I groan and lower my own hand, and start to stroke my hard length. Lucy stops playing with herself, and crawls on her hands and knees across the bed, stopping at the edge of the mattress. She looks up at me with lust filled eyes, begging me to surrender, and kneels down in front of me.
Keeping her eyes focused on me she reaches out and grabs hold of my shaft, running her hand tentatively up and down teasing me. Her movements grow confident and her grip tightens over my knob with each pass.
Oh, fuck me. She can’t be about to do this. Lucy opens her mouth, sticks out her tongue and runs it up the length of my throbbing cock.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan.
Lucy leans in, taking my cock deep into her throat, licking and sucking with perfect rhythm. She’s going to kill me with all these sensations. Lick and suck, suck and lick. Just when I think it couldn’t get any better, she reaches up and takes a firm hold of my balls, balancing the heavy weight of my sack in her hand while she massages them.
“This is too good, baby. Stop, please,” I growl throwing my head back in pleasure.
She takes this as a challenge and sucks harder.
“Enough,” I growl, spinning her around, and shoving her to her hands and knees in front of me. “I’m sorry, baby, I cannot be gentle this time, I need you too much. I need to claim you.”
“Fuck me, Rafe, fuck me hard, and fuck me now!” she growls.
Goddess, but wasn’t that a turn on.
I grab hold of her hips with both hands, line myself up, and with one mighty hard thrust, I plant myself deep within her heat.
Lucy cries out in pain.
“Don’t move, babe,” I order.
She’s too tight. Her inner walls squeeze me. I want to move hard and fast, but she’s already in pain, from me rough handling her.
“Move now, Rafe.”
Her body starts to burn up, this is what I was waiting for, this is what I need for the bond.
“Hold on, baby. It’s going to be okay? You are mine.”
When the heat of her body becomes too much for me, I start thrusting deep and hard into Lucy, not letting her rest between thrusts. I slap her on the ass hard and her scream of pleasure spurs me on, so I slap her again and again. Each blow landing in time with my thrusts.
“I’m too hot, Rafe,” Lucy screams, panting. “Too hot.”
I take hold of her throat in my hand, squeezing gently. “When I tell you to come, you come. It’s just your Phoenix coming forward, she’s bonding with me.”
I pound harder and harder until I feel her tighten up around me. I remove my hand from her throat and run it down her stomach flicking my fingers over her overstimulated clit.
“Come now, baby. Give me what I worked so hard for.”
She comes so hard she screams into the room, calling my name. I hold onto her hips as I pound viciously into her. I come with a mighty growl, filling her up with my hot seed, jet after jet.
“I love you, my Lyian. I’m sorry, I claimed you so roughly. I should never have taken your virginity that way,” I tell her.
“I love you, Rafe,” she pants, satisfied.
Late the next day, we both wake to a burning that spreads over our bodies. Lucy screams grabbing frantically at the left side of her ribcage.
“Calm down, my love. It’s just the bonding mark. We are one now. Please be calm.”
I reach out and pull her close to me holding her until the burning ebbs from her skin and she’s no longer feeling pain.
“A Phoenix, how cool is that?” She looks down at her side in awe of her mark. “Oh… my… God, look at your chest,” she squeals in excitement, reaching out she runs her fingers over my mating mark. I’ve waited a long time to see the mark on my own skin. I link my fingers with Lucy’s as she traces the two wings that are now apparent on the left side of my chest. We stay this way cuddled up in bed for hours just holding onto one another.
We forgot about everyone else for the moment, and just laid around enjoying each other’s company. We spoke about the capture and everything she went through. I gave her the red cloak and explained to her that she must wear red at all times now. Not only because she was my Lyian, but because she’s now the Leader of the Lyian’s to come after her. I explained that she must do this because she was chosen by the Watchers and it’s a great honor for her to have. After we made love a few more times, and I memorized every dip and curve to her body, I knew it was time to take her out to speak with the council. They wanted to know about the attack, I didn’t like how she had to relive it all over again, but they needed to hear it from her mouth.
Call me crazy but when she sat there speaking, I could only think about getting her home and burying myself deep inside her all over again. When McKinley excused us, I took Lucy’s small hand in mine.
“Let’s go home, my love.”
She looked up at me with a smile that could light up the darkest parts of my heart. I was born a Watcher, born to protect our species at all costs. But now… now Lucy holds the key to my heart. I will always and forever be her love, her mate, and her Watcher. I belong to her. My life can’t get any better than this.
Chapter Twenty
It’s the day of the Lyian ceremony, and everyone is running around excited. Everyone that is, except me. It has been four months since all this started. Four months since I lost Bevan and my father. Four months since my whole world come to a complete standstill.
The council has been running patrols night and day trying to find Sarah. But no matter how much they try they haven’t been successful. No one has proof she actually existed, no birth records, nothing. Sarah is too smart to let anything slip of her existence. She wouldn’t have left any proof, no matter how much the council tries to find it.
The problem is, I’m pretty sure the council are hiding something from me, I can feel it deep within. Even Lucy is strange with me and we aren’t as close as we once were. I can’t blame her for that, she has Rafe now.
Days after the event, my world came crashing down around me once again. I found out that Bevan was not my real life mate. I was devastated. Philli and some of the other elders have reason to believe that there was a spell placed on both Bevan and me that made us believe that we were. I have no idea how I will even act around Owen. Guilt is eating at me for taking Bevan away from him, but at the same time, I can’t make myself hate the time I spent with Bevan. I did love him, and I do believe he loved me in some ways.
I also learned the evil son of a bitch who attacked me that day, was actually a spy for the Judadic Council, and the brother to one seriously badass Cajun. So he was a no go, even though I wanted to find him again, just to rip his head off.
Now where is that badass Cajun?
“You coming or what, Jay-Jay?” I call out over my shoulder.
“Stop calling me that, woman. Fuck you drive me insane, you’re the only one stupid enough to speak to me this way,” Jay groans, pulling his pants up and throwing his cloak over his head.
“Hurry up, Jay. We’re going to be late and you know it.”
Jay chuckles, walks over and kisses me on the top of the head, rubbing the left side of his chest. “Lacy, I don’t know why you worry so much. Everyone knows we are sleeping together.”
I throw my elbow back and knock him in the ribs. “Oh, that wouldn’t have anything to do with the fact that you told everyone at the baby shower, would it?”
Jay laughs heartily, his deep voice rumbles over my skin, making me want him all over again. He sighs, pulling me into his embrace. “Lace, I was drunk…”
I laugh back at him and wrap my arms around his neck. I lean forward and kiss him on the lip
s softly. “You were drunk, yes, but… I think you were more upset because Jordi was trying to hit on me.”
Jay growls, responding. “Lace…”
I shake my head and pull myself out of his hold. We always do this, this back and forth banter. We started sleeping with each other a month after me being brought to Devilice. At first, he was just a way for me to get my mind off everything, but then he became a need. I got pushed aside with everything else that was going on around here.
Lucy was becoming a big important Leader of the Lyian’s, and we found out two months ago she was expecting. So yee-ha, Lucy gets put in the spotlight once again. I couldn’t be happier as it will take the focus was off me for a while. But there’s a part of me, who doesn’t enjoy it and that’s jealous of her happiness.
Everyone moved on so fast. No one has spoken about that day. I can’t help but feel something is going on? Something I can’t quite put my finger on. Jay rubs at his chest, mumbling under his breath.
“Jay-Jay, are you all right? Why do you always rub at your chest? It only seems to happen after we have sex.”
I rub my hand, up and down the length of my ribs, trying to ease a small ache. Jay watches the movement of my hand, he shakes his head and replies, “Didn’t you say you wanted to leave?”
I groan and turn away from him, making my way over to the door. An uneasy feeling comes over me, and I stop dead midstride.
“Calm yourself, Lace.”
Oh, here we go again, Brad has come out to play.
“Shut it, Brad,” I tell him telepathically. I’ve gotten pretty good at talking to him in my mind.
“Earth to Lacy. You in there, Lacy?” Jay chuckles, shaking me.
“Sorry Jay-Jay, Brad’s chatting to me.”
Jay laughs and walks over to the door that leads to the hallway. “Well, how about both you and Brad get a move on. We’re going to be late.”
The room shakes violently and the ground rumbles, making the both of us reach out to hold onto something to steady ourselves. A massive explosion rips through the air blowing the left side of the building off bringing with it smoke, glass, and wood. A siren blasts in the air breaking the excited mood that was happening not long ago.
Watchers, Guardians, and Dragons run down the hall getting ready for battle.
“Gotta go, Lacy.” Jay runs over and kisses me on the lips before he runs off into the smoke and debris.
“We will make it through this, Lace. You don’t need to worry,” Brad tells me.
I look around at the mess that used to be the council building. I feel lost. I’ve come so far in the last few months, and all for the worst. Never again will I allow myself to be lead into the darkness by a male.
I hear Brad laughing in my mind. “I’m male, Lacy. You seem to forget that.”
“I don’t class you as male, Brad. You’re a part of me. You are now and always will be, my Phoenix. I will never doubt you again.”
I feel the warmth of Brad flowing through my body. I know he feels the same thing I do. Today’s attack was just the start of a war to come.
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About the Author – Lacy LeRoch
Lacy LeRoch is a small town country girl who lives in Perth Western Australia, with her husband and four children.
Lacy likes to venture into all genes and loves to push her readers into the taboo subjects. Her novels are known to have a small insight into the dark side, but with the love stories mixed in that everyone craves.
When Lacy isn't writing, she enjoys reading and blogging for other authors. Her real love involves spending time with her husband and family. She enjoys driving her Personal Assistant crazy with her insane ideas.
