"So yes, I do want to bite you."
"Then do it." The fear that it would hurt suddenly disappeared.
Lucian stared at me surprised. "It might hurt." He warned.
Despite his warning, I bared my neck for him then wrapped my arms around his and tugged him closer. He hesitated for a while but then buried his face in the curve of my neck. His tongue swept slowly over my skin as if he wanted to savor the taste. I buried my fingers in his hair and tilted my head to the side giving him more access.
Lucian sucked and nipped at my neck until it ached and tingled with a strange sensation. It was almost as if I wanted to be bitten. As his teeth grazed my skin a sigh escaped my lips.
It was coming.
I held on to him and I shut my eyes tightly both in anticipation and nervousness. Lucian grabbed my hair and tilted my head back. Then he flicked his tongue over my neck one last time before his sharp teeth pierced into my skin.
I whimpered in pain, but it was quickly replaced scorching heat. A heat that inflamed the blood in my veins. A heat that made everything else fade away except the need to be taken. I became hot and needy, slowly getting lost in a raving lust. But then suddenly I remembered. I was pregnant.
I shot my eyes open. "Lucian." I gasped.
I didn't know much about pregnancies but losing blood was probably not good for the child and from the wetness dripping down my neck I was concerned.
Lucian took his time, licking the blood away from my neck before pulling back. His lips were stained with my blood but with a swipe of his tongue, they were back to normal. Quickly I placed my hand on my neck to see if I was still bleeding, but I wasn't. I let out a sigh of relief then gazed at Lucian who was studying me carefully.
"What is wrong?" I asked.
"You tasted different this time and your pulse...it's strange but it's like you have two separate heartbeats." A frown settled on his face.
Two heartbeats? It took me a moment to digest what he said.
"Lucian...about that...I came here to actually tell that...I am pregnant."
Lucian stiffened and the room went quiet. I could hear my own heart race and it felt like forever before he said, "What...did you say?"
"I said you will become a father soon," I told him a bit louder and with more confidence.
Slowly, Lucian took a few steps back and then turned away.
Oh, God! He was not happy.
Hopping down from the table I went up to him. I put my hand lightly on his shoulder. "I understand if you are not happy."
Not having a good relationship with both his real father and the one he believed to be his father, could explain his reaction.
"Happy?" He turned to me carefully and grabbed my arms. "I am not happy Hazel. I am lucky. You make me the luckiest man on earth even though I don't deserve it."
"You deserve every bit of it," I assured. "And you will be an amazing father."
His hands slid up to my face, holding it gently. "Hazel, you are a blessing in my cursed existence."
I didn't know whether to be happy or sad by his words so I just leaned into him and kissed him. It was instinctively as if he would find comfort in my kiss. I hoped so at least. Lucian kissed me back, this time holding me gently in his arms while kissing me tenderly.
These kinds of moments made me want to never leave his arms.
Lucian spent the rest of the day by my side. To be more correctly glued to my side. He followed me everywhere, showering me with hugs, kisses, and praises. He kept telling everyone to take special care of me since I was pregnant, and he even arranged a special cook after finding out about my nausea and loss of appetite.
