Synching With the Devil's Son

Chapter 54

Bella's P.O.V.

Lucien is beautiful, his muscles are well defined without being too bulky. His skin is warm and soft, the hair on his arms is sparse, his chest and abdomen are hairless, and the outline of his v line is emphasized by his low slung boxers. How can one man be this good looking? I climb onto his waist and begin to massage the large muscles of his back. His skin is smooth, I cannot determine where his wings would attach, and when I ask him, he gives me the same mysterious answer about being in another plane of existence. Then he says he will take me flying someday! That's amazing and I cannot wait to go! When I scratch his scalp with my fingernails, he groans loudly, and I am suddenly embarrassed since our friends are right outside. Before I can even squeak, he flips us so he is on top. I softly kiss his shoulder, scratching my nails over the broad expanse of his chest. "You are beautiful Lucien," I tell him as he lays down next to me. He immediately pulls me against him, nuzzling into my hair. We fall asleep like that, me almost immediately.

I wake up slowly when I feel the suns rays start to hit the side of our tent. Luciens arm is still around my waist and my back is pressed against his chest. I don't remember a time when I've slept better, my bad dreams were imprisoned by the presence of the man behind me. I can feel his soft breath against my hair, and it makes me smile, all the way to my toes. I can definitely get used to this, waking up in the morning with Lucien wrapped around me. He stirs slightly, and for a moment I'm disappointed he's waking up too, I want to stay in his arms a little longer.

"Hey handsome," I say softly, conceding to the inevitable. I hear him chuckle as he kisses my head. "Good morning, beautiful," he says, releasing me from his embrace. I feel bereft from the lack of his touch, but we both need to get up and get ready to go home. We start packing our stuff up, throwing it all outside to be brought to the cars. Everyone is up and doing the same thing. After a quick breakfast of cold bagels and cream cheese, Lucien, Jeff and Mick begin disassembling all the tents, packing them away neatly and putting them in Mick's truck. I help Ryan and Trish load the remaining food into Trish's car, and Liz and Harmony help Daniel and Scarlet store the toilet, pots and garbages into Daniel's truck. In about twenty minutes, our campsite is clean and our presence there erased.

Lucien comes to my side, holding a helmet in his hands. "Do you want to ride home with me?" he asks me shyly.

Yes I do. The thought of holding onto him for the next hour while we drive back to civilization is too much of a temptation to turn down. I nod at him and turn to Trish.

"I'm going to go with Lucien," I tell her, indicating his bike with my head.

She looks at me speculatively, then steers me aside by grasping my elbow. "Listen Bella," she says quietly, pulling me farther away from the activity near the cars. "I watched him with you last night, and what I said earlier still stands. He likes you, and he's treating you right. But I'm worried because he's the type of guy that breaks hearts. Try to guard yours and be careful," she says, hugging me.

"I will," I tell her, "I promise."

I walk back over to Lucien who is checking that everything in his panniers is stored tight and locked up. When he looks up at me, I smile, receiving a smile in return. "Have you ever ridden on a motorcycle?" he asks, handing me his helmet. When I shake my head he says, "Well the only thing you have to do is hold on...preferably to me, but there is a bar behind you if you feel unsafe."

"I'm not sure I'll ever feel unsafe around you," I admit, smiling at the masculine grunt of approval he shoots my way.

"I'm glad to hear that because I plan on worshipping your body until you understand on a cellular level you are safe with me," he informs me, his lascivious grin making my insides turn over. I hear him chuckle as my mind wanders to all the deliciously intimate things he's going to be able to show me now that we don't have to abstain anymore. I swallow past my nervousness and smile timidly at him as her approaches me with the helmet in his hands.