Married To The Devil's Son (WN)
chapter-83

I could not make a sound? Good lord!

Why did the thought of it arouse a fluttering feeling to my stomach?

Lucian drew his lips from mine and looked at me worriedly.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked. "If you don't want to I'm not going to force you."

I was confused. Had I done something to make him believe I didn't want to? I thought I sounded desperate.

"You are trembling and you seem stressed." He explained.

"Oh…" Yes I was stressed, stressed to have him. It was like I couldn't wait. "I am trembling in need Lucian. I need you." I assured him not the least embarrassed.

Lucian's eyes darkened and he took my mouth with his in a wild kiss. His hands roamed the sides of my body, down my back, over my bottom and then grabbing my thighs he lifted me up. Taking the hint I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried toward the bed without taking his lips away from mine. There he lay me down gently and pulled away.

A sigh of frustration escaped my lips at the absence of his closeness. He looked down at me where I lay between his legs, his eyes studying me with curiosity. I could still not believe my eyes everytime I saw at him. I had always thought he looked too good to be true but now looking at him he took my breath away. I couldn't quite put my finger on what exactly changed about his appearance, he just seemed overall different.

Slowly he hovered over me, using one arm to support his weight while the other hand went to graze my thigh. He leaned in and placed soft quick kisses on my lips teasingly until I couldn't control myself anymore. Reaching up, I grasped his hair and brought his face closer to mine, seeking his mouth, wanting more of the sweet taste of his lips.

His lips curved into a smile at my desperation before he gave in and kissed me in the same desperate need that I was feeling. His lips moved with greed, nipping and sucking, making me shudder with want. My hands reached for him feeling his body, clutching at the muscles on his arms and back. The feel of his bare skin made me wish that I was n.a.k.e.d, I wanted feel his skin moving against mine.

Lucians kisses moved down my jaw trailing his tongue over my earlobe. A sigh escaped my lips and my body shuddered involuntarily.

"You like that?" He murmured in my ear.

I shivered again and nodded.

"What about this?" He asked and kissed right under my ear. That was my weak spot. How did he know? Did he remember?

But the thoughts fled my head as quickly as heat spread through my body. My breath came out in shallow pants as he continued to torture me with his tongue. I tilted my head back and arched against him while feeling his hand trailing down my chest and then swiftly removing the towel from my body.

Cold air hit my skin before Lucians warm body pressed against mine. I bit my lip and fought hard not to make a sound at the feel of his bare skin against mine.

Lucian's body tensed for a moment before he drew back. I opened my eyes quickly afraid that he had changed his mind and decided to leave but we locked eyes all I saw was a burning hunger. Yes, his eyes seemed to burn, literally. The flames in them seemed wild, as if they wanted to consume me.

My heart began to race as his gaze swept over my body. His jaw tensed and the flames in his eyes seemed to burn hotter. This time I didn't feel shy at all under his gaze, I just wish he would touch me while watching me.

Touching is an understatement of the things he did to me. He did all kinds of wicked things a man could do to a woman, just like he had promised. Not making any sounds while every part of your body was being explored was not only difficult but impossible. I was writhing, squirming, trembling, and begging. 

"Shhh…" He said leaning down and brushing his lips lightly against mine. "I haven't started yet."

What?! My head began to spin, lost in pleasures I never felt before, until I cried out. 

Panting and trembling I opened my eyes. I was about to tell I needed a moment when I took notice of the confused look on his face. 

 "Is something wrong?" I asked breathlessly. I was still recovering. 

His gaze moved to my neck, searching, and then his eyes slowly widened with realization.

"We did this before? And...and I bit you? Right?"

As he spoke I realized his teeth had grown again, now looking like fangs.

He seemed disgusted and confused. Maybe even hurt. 

I caught my breath and then sat up. I took his face in my hands and gazed into his eyes. " You are different Lucian and I always liked you that way. You will slowly and eventually remember everything. Until then I will be here for you." I smiled. "I am not going anywhere?"

"You are not scared?" He asked. 

I shook my head. "You would never hurt me and you know it deep down. You might not remember me but you feel me the way I felt you even though you were disguised as someone else."

His gaze softened. The disgusted look left his face but still, he seemed confused. 

"Are you really my wife?"

The way he asked pained me. He sounded desperate for answers. I hated to see him like this. Lost like a child, with no memories, with no one by his side. There is me of course. I would always be by his side. Only if he knew. Now all I could see in his eyes were loneliness, sadness and desperation. If only, if only I could take away some of his pain. 

"Until you remember I will be whatever you want me to be."