This was it. She would finally experience the sheer bliss that she just knew would come from having the man she loved buried deep inside of her. She longed for the connection, her body was practically crying out for it and yet she knew the experience would break her. Unless she locked herself away, saw this for what it was. A means to an end. A way of getting her life back and being able to escape the dark beast that had always loomed over her. Never again would the shadow of her family and her upbringing, claw at her.
Katherine summoned all her courage and determination and forced a smile to her face as she slipped the robe off over her shoulders. She lay back against the pillows and beckoned Lucian to join her.
“I carry no diseases, nor am I able to give you a child,” he spoke solemnly, “but if you would like for me to wear protection, I will do so.”
Katherine’s defences cracked. She didn’t miss the sadness in his voice when he told her he couldn’t have children. She had never really considered having any children. It just wasn’t something she felt the urge to experience. Her own upbringing had convinced her that some people just shouldn’t raise a family but the obvious pain in Lucian’s eyes reminded her that there were others who were made to be parents. She knew that had he the chance, Lucian would be the most loving and doting of fathers.
“I want you, Lucian, just as you are.”
His eyes closed briefly at her words. When he opened them again, the desire there burned her. He crawled over her body and took her mouth in a slow and tender kiss that had her heart crying out for the connection that she so desperately wanted to feel with him. Her hands roamed down over his shoulders and along his spine causing him to shiver at her touch. His lips left hers and began kissing down along her jaw. Her anticipation grew as his warm breath tickled the vulnerable pulse at her neck. Her mind and heart warring within her. She knew what she needed to do, but it felt like her entire being was screaming at her not to do it.
“Katherine, you have no idea how much I hunger for you,” Lucian’s low voice tantalized her and she squirmed beneath him.
His hand gripped her hip, positioning himself at her entrance, the hot hardness making her gasp. When he wove his other hand around the back of her neck and tilted her head to the side, she began to panic. His sharp fangs glinted in the moonlight that ghosted in from the windows and as he bent his head, descending upon her neck she stiffened.
“No.”
The words were out of her mouth before her rational mind could prevent it. Lucian paused above her, his teeth just a hairs breath from her skin.
“Please, Lucian. Not tonight,” The more she spoke the more the uneasiness in her fell away.
Lucian brought his head up to press his forehead against hers, his eyes boring into hers. They stayed that way for what felt like long minutes, just staring into each other's eyes. Katherine watched as the danger left his eyes and his will forced its dominance over the instinct to feed.
“Katherine, I,” he began, his voice laced with pain and regret.
“I know. I’m ok,” she soothed, her hand ran over his shoulders and she brought her legs up to hold him tightly to her, “you’d never hurt me.”
Lucian kissed her hard, his eyes screwed tightly shut. Katherine hated to see him struggling with whatever inner turmoil he was dealing with. She was the one who should’ve been conflicted, but she had made her choice. At the moment she couldn’t go through with her father’s plan. She wouldn’t betray Lucian. She loved him. She might still end up alone in the long run, he might become bored of her and she might be opening herself up only to be hurt again but what she felt with Lucian would be worth it.
She kissed him back, hungrily sliding her tongue over his, demanding he fight with her. A pained groan left his lips as he tore his mouth from hers.
“Why can’t I resist you?” Lucian growled harshly as he lifted his weight from her and suddenly thrust his hips forward, piercing her with his hard and thick length.
Katherine cried out at the delicious intrusion. The fullness was so satisfying and she swallowed hard at the sensation of being stretched and filled by him.
“Because you shouldn’t,” she whispered, her hands clutching at his firm backside, as she ground herself against him, eager for him to go as deep as he could.
“Fuck, Katherine,” Lucian choked out before pulling her hands away from him and pinning them over her head. She jutted her chin up defiantly at him while he stared her down. Her eyes rolled back when he began to move, sliding out only to sink back into her heat in a slow and torturous rhythm. As his hips rolled into her, she whimpered every time he knocked up against her aching clit.
“Please, Lucian. More,” she pleaded, “harder.”
She cried out as he slammed into her and held firm, pressing her back into the mattress.
“Harder?” He husked, a wicked smirk lighting his face.
“Yes. Don’t make me wait,” she snapped back.
The low chuckle she got in response, made her smile as she flexed beneath him. She loved challenging him, being able to command him and she adored the way he grinned and met her challenge every time. He thrust again and she moaned loudly into the room. The stretching friction causing ripples of pleasure to pulse deep within her belly.
“I’d hate to keep you waiting.”
Lucian flexed his hands that held hers above her head and she rolled her body, luxuriating in his dominance as he rocked his hips into hers. The room
