Married To The Devil's Son

Lucian had waited for this moment, the moment when he reunites with Hazel and takes her to bed. He had imagined making slow, sweet love to her but right now he was delirious with l.u.s.t. All he wanted was to plunge into her, melt into the warmth and softness of her body and drown in the sound of her m.o.a.ns.

"Hazel, I won't be gentle this time."

Hell, he didn't want to. He was already listing all the things he wanted to do to her inside his head. He wanted to take her in every possible way, consume her, devour her. He wanted to tease her and make her beg for release. His body shook at his wild imaginations.

Looking down, Lucian searched Hazel face trying to see if his words had made her scared but as he gazed into her eyes all he saw was a blazing desire, a raging hunger that matched his own. Leaning down he crashed his lips against hers, his tongue exploring her mouth while his hands explored her body. Hazel's fingers clutched his hair as she opened her mouth for him, welcoming his tongue with her own. Lucian dug his fingers into her h.i.p.s as he deepened the kiss even more. Taking her tongue into his mouth he sucked on it. Hazel whimpered as a gasp escaped her lips.

That was it. Lucian couldn't wait anymore, he had no patience today. Pulling away he began to undress. Hazel watched him with curiosity at first but slowly he could feel her becoming nervous. He wondered why she became nervous all of a sudden. When he got completely n.a.k.e.d he grabbed the thin fabric she was wearing.

"I want this off," he said with a raspy voice as he tried to pull it up.

She grabbed his wrists to stop him. "Could you dim the lights first?" She asked, a blush creeping to her cheeks. Her shy behavior was only adding to his arousal.

"No. I want to see you." Her blush deepened but she didn't protest as he pulled the chemise over her head.

Lucian drew in a sharp breath as his gaze traveled over her n.a.k.e.d body. Hazel did an attempt to cover herself with her arms but Lucian grabbed them and pinned them to the sides of her body.

"Don't. You are very beautiful." He said. He could hear the hunger in his own voice.

Leaning down he pressed light kisses over her belly. Her body tensed at the first touch of his lips but slowly relaxed with every kiss. She arched her back as he slowly worked his way up to between her b.r.e.a.s.t and further up to her neck. She was biting her lips to stop herself from making any sounds. It made him determined to change that. He wanted to hear her m.o.a.ns. He licked her neck and stopped at the pulse point were her knew she was sensitive. He sucked lightly and she whimpered as a soft m.o.a.n escaped her lips.

Suddenly a strange feeling came over him and he imagined himself biting into her neck. His gums began to itch and his teeth felt sensitive. Disturbed by the feeling he ignored it and continued kissing her.

My eyes were closed, my heart hammering inside my chest. My breathing came out in pants as Lucians pressed hot wet kisses between my b.r.e.a.s.ts and down my stomach. His fingers grazed the insides of my thighs sending a jolt of heat through my body.

"You taste so good." He said licking his way up, then he took my b.r.e.a.s.t into his mouth.

I shot my eyes open with a gasp and grabbed the sheets as he teased my b.r.e.a.s.t using his lips and tongue. A wave of pleasure washed over me and heat bloomed between my thighs. Letting go of the sheets I grabbed his hair as he moved to my other b.r.e.a.s.t. My breath caught in my throat as he flicked his tongue teasingly over it. Unable to handle the teasing I pulled at his hair urging him to take me into his mouth but grabbing my wrists he pinned them to the sides of my body, again. My body quivered and my breath came out in shallow pants.

"Please Lucian..." I begged embarrassed that I was begging.

He complied and went from teasing to kissing and sucking.

"Oh..." I gasped and threw my head back. My body shook with an uncontrollable need. I struggled underneath him wanting my hands free but he was too strong and held me in place.

I thought I was going mad with want. My body ached for his touch, especially the sweet spot between my thighs.

I struggled again and he hissed. "You make me mad when you do that."

"I want to touch you." I breathed.

He looked up at me, his eyes slowly turning red, then he released my hands. I pushed myself up with my elbows then wrapped my arms around his neck to pull myself up. He wrapped one arm around my waist and helped me up so that I was straddling him.

Leaning in I kissed him on the lips first, his spicy taste made my lips and tongue tingle with a hot burning sensation. Then I worked my lips down his jaw, removing the hair from his neck I pressed kisses down his neck. He trembled slightly and his grip on me tightened. I had always wanted to do that but I didn't think he would like it. I slowly kissed my way down to his chest but he grabbed my hair and brought my face back to his. He was breathing heavily.

"If I let you continue, this might end before it starts and I don't want it to end yet." He said in a gruff voice.

He placed me down on the bed again with him on top. I could feel his desire pressing at my pubic bone and it only increased the aching between my legs. His eyes were still red as he looked at me. I wondered why.

"Your eyes are red."

"Are you scared?"

I shook my head. He leaned down and kissed me more passionate than before while trailing his fingers down my body. I arched my back knowing where they would reach soon. I m.o.a.ned into his mouth as his fingers reached the aching spot between my legs. He began to stroke me gently, igniting a fire that spread to the rest of my body. I dug my fingers into his back, the muscles in my body tightening, my blood flowed as hot as lava in my veins and my body threatened to explode. I thought I was losing my mind until his strokes became faster and just like that my body exploded with a cry.

I felt lightheaded. I didn't know if what was happening to me was normal. No one told me it would feel like this, as of your body didn't belong to you anymore. I was only told about the pain and that it could feel good afterward. No one told me about this feeling of ecstasy.

I looked up to meet Lucian's gaze. His eyes were still red, almost a dark red that I had never seen before. He brought his fingers to my throat and traced a line down to my collarbone, but his gaze focused on my throat. I felt as if his eyes became even darker but I wasn't sure.

He drew back and I almost panicked. "I should stop." He said more to himself than me. He looked confused. I grabbed his arms to stop him from going.

"I don't want you to stop," I said.

Before he could protest I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up and him down I kissed him. I kissed him hard, wanting him to know how much I wanted him. He kissed me back with the same urgency pushing me back on the bed again.

His arm went behind my back, without warning, lifting my h.i.p.s slightly he thrust into me. I cried out and clutched on to him. His body tensed for a moment before he began to rock into me with a feral passion. I wrapped my legs around his waist never wanting him to stop as he rocked me to madness. He captured my lips with his, muffling the sounds that were escaping my mouth then moved down to my throat.

Abruptly he stopped. "Hazel..." his voice quivered next to my ear, "I don't know why but I want to bite you."

"Do whatever you want just don't stop." I breathed.

Grabbing my hair he tilted my head back. I thought he was going to bite me teasingly before I felt something sharp sink into my neck. I whimpered in pain and tried to push him away but he pinned my hands down. Before I could think of what was happening a wave of pleasure washed over me and I surrendered to it.

After a while, Lucian drew back. He looked at me, "are you alright?"

I was feeling lightheaded so I could barely respond. I nodded as I looked into his eyes that had turned into a frightening black. But that wasn't what caught my attention. It was his teeth. His canines had grown long and sharp and they were stained with blood. My blood.