Lost in the Path of Fate

Chapter 48 - Intimate, Wild, and Pleasured

A/N: Warning, this chapter contains intimate scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you are uncomfortable reading such things, I recommend you skip the chapter since it will not do anything wrong with the storyline. This story is marked as MATURE for a reason.

It's already the second book so people knew I always put warnings before scenes like this. Again, skip if you feel uncomfortable. Thank you!

BTW, song is Lana Del Rey's "Love". You can play it right at the start and just repeat it until the chapter ends. Enjoy!

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Ciaran held the young master's waist tighter as he asked for entrance on the sweet lips he was devouring.

However, Pier was giving him a hard time and wasn't letting his tongue in.

Ciaran separated himself from the kiss and he breathed hard. 

"Open your lips, Pier, I want to taste you" He whispered with a shaky voice making Pier's eyebrows widen in surprise.

"Please? Pretty please?" Ciaran asked as he kissed the side of Pier's lips multiple times. 

"Let me in, my love" He whispered again and Pier chuckled at the vampire prince's antics.

"I just told you I like you. Why are you acting all worked up like that?" He asked with a lopsided grin. Ciaran watched the red luscious lips move and he gulped.

He was enthralled with how gorgeous Pier looked in his arms.

"Please let me kiss you" His eyes were dazed and he was constantly clenching his hands on Pier's side sending pleasurable sensations on the young master's body.

"If you squeeze my hips like that..." Pier responded as he leaned his head on Ciaran's chest.

"Please let me kiss you" Ciaran repeated and Pier allowed him.

He tilted his head to the side and he met Ciaran's lips halfway.

This time, Ciaran was able to freely access the sweet mouth that he always dreamed of.

His tongue fought for dominance with the young master's but considering how fired up he was, he easily won and he claimed what was his.

His.

The young master was his.

His chest started to beat faster and he delved in deeper into the caverns of his desires.

"Pier..." He breathed hard as they separated and went to remove the young master's scarf.

He immediately went to kiss the porcelain skin under the set of beautiful clothes.

"F-Fenrir" Pier spoke as he tried to push Ciaran's shoulders away but he was losing strength with how much Ciaran was biting on his neck and making it wet.

Due to the difference of height, Ciaran had to lower himself as he switched from one side of the neck to the other. All the while trailing kisses through the young master's Adam's apple. 

"You smell so good" He commented as his hands started to make its way from Pier's hips down to his bottom.

"H-Hey" Pier swatted his hand away and Ciaran growled at the loss of the comfortable and soft touch.

"Please... not just the lips, let me touch your body too" He asked permission as he licked the back of the young master's ear.

Pier shivered in pleasure as the vampire prince did his work on his face.

"Not here... somewhere inside..." Pier spoke between hot breaths and Ciaran's eyes gave a golden glow.

He did not waste any more time as smoke surrounded the two of them and Pier found himself in his room of the mansion.