To Mate or not to Mate?

Giving in

I don't remember exactly how I ended up on top of Lucian, on the floor. It was a slight blur of anger. His nose was crooked and bleeding, and his eyes were blood red. He was smiling up at me, our hands locked with each other. He pushed up with force, but I held him down, a deep growl escaping my throat. What the fuck am I doing?

I could feel his erection pressing against my boy shorts, the thin material not hiding my now obvious arousal. I whined and jumped off of him, backing away on the floor away from his grasp. Lucian sat up, rubbing his nose.

"I'm impressed. It's been three years since someone managed to break my nose." He looked down at his hand that was catching small drops of blood. I stared at him, wide-eyed in horror. I had tackled him, punched him three times, and he barely had time to react. All while he was naked. He was going to kill me now.

"I-I'm.. I just.. I.." I tried to find the words to apologize, but the truth was that I wasn't sorry at all. He deserved to be knocked off of his cocky high horse.

He cracked his nose with his fingers, straightening it. The blood stopped, and it would likely heal in a few minutes like nothing had ever happened. He stood, and locked eyes with mine. I gasped, barely able to move away from his grasp. I darted onto the bed, and Lucian was on top of me in an instant. His arms pinned mine. He cocked his head, staring down at me.

"What did I say to warrant getting punched in the face three times? Did I really bother you?" His voice sounded sincere. I rolled my eyes and sighed, and he released his grip slightly, still holding holding me down.

"You are such an asshole, Lucian. You're hot and cold and I'm sick of it. It's like this is all some big game to you, but this is my life. I have no idea what you want from me. I'm not some bitch that'll get on her knees and-" my rant was broken with a harsh kiss. I realized I hadn't taken a breath yet, and I pulled my face to the side, panting.

Lucian let out a low growl, sending a shiver up my spine. "You aren't some bitch. You aren't some anything. You're mine, and mine alone. I don't want you to forget that." He began trailing kisses down my exposed neck. His hands released mine, and I stretched my hands, not moving any other part of me. His kisses were trailing fire down my body, and I wanted to stop him. I wanted to push him off of me, but my body was still.

I felt his hands at the bottom of my tee shirt. They traced lightly at my lower stomach. I hated this. I hated how much I wanted him. I hated the undeniable attraction, the pull I felt towards him. I wasn't sure how much of this was me, and how much was my heat. I knew my heat would only get worse. Let's just get it over with.

I sat up, and threw my shirt off in a second. Before it landed on the floor beside us, I grabbed Lucian's face and pulled it to mine, inviting him over me. He was fully hard, and I could feel his need. His kisses were fevered, and he was obviously holding back. I put my hands in his hair, gripping as I bit his lip.

"Cambria.." he husked, breaking the kiss. I tried to pull him back down to me, but it was like trying to bend steel. My eyes were heavy, and I looked up at his onyx pupils.

"If you continue, I won't want to stop. I don't want to take anything you're not willing to give me. I want all of you." His voice was unwavering. I remained silent, taking in those words. All of me? Like mark me? I didn't know about that, but I know what I did want right now. The throbbing coming from the lower half of my body made that perfectly clear.

"Cambria, if you don't w-" I pulled him down to me before he could finish the thought. Our lips met, and the thoughts faded away. It was only him and I.

I felt Lucian's hand trace down my body, gently touching my skin and leaving goosebumps in its wake. It stopped at my breast, gently tracing circles around my nipple. I arched into him, needing more. As if reading my damn mind, Lucian swooped down to my free breast and put his mouth around it, swirling his tongue. I could barely contain myself.

"Lucian, please.." the whisper came out much more pleading than I had anticipated, but it seemed to give him a deeper purpose. His eyes met mine, mouth still locked on my breast. His head moved down, and before I could breathe my underwear were tossed somewhere across the room.

The invasion of his tongue was swift, and I cried out as he moved in a finger. It rapidly hit inside of me, causing me to climax so hard I almost couldn't breathe. His thumb put pressure on my clit, and I was writhing beneath him.

He stopped his assault, and I almost whimpered in protest. I opened my eyes to see his face above mine.

"Cambria, do you want this?" His voice was soft, but husky from his arousal. His eyes were solid black and I could barely see them in the darkness even with my enhanced vision.

I couldn't manage words, I simply nodded. He kissed my forehead, and positioned himself over me. I could feel him pressed against me. I relaxed my legs and raised them, allowing him to enter me. I was met with a sharp pain, and I pulled his shoulder to my mouth, biting gently to filter the pain. I made sure not to break skin, not wanting to mark him. Not now, not like this.

The pain almost instantly subsided, and I felt the motion of his hips as he slowly pumped into me. I felt myself growing used to his size, his enormous size. I put my hands on his back, gripping onto him.

"More." I breathed, and he growled. His thrusts became faster, and harder. I didn't contain the moans that escaped me. With every noise I made, he moved a little bit more, or thrust into me harder. My nails dug into him, gripping him tighter. I felt my climax building, harder than I had ever experienced. Every thrust gave me its own orgasm, and I was building up to something bigger.

I moaned louder as I felt the impending release. I pulled Lucian's face to me, kissing him as I dig my nails into him so hard I had to have drawn blood. "Fuck, Cambria.." his voice growled.

My body began to tighten, and I screamed into him as my climax hit me like a tidal wave. My legs shook, and every muscle in my body seemed to be on fire. I felt his release building, and was caught in the most amazing feeling of pleasure I had ever felt.

Lucian cried out, and I felt his body relax onto me. His weight was almost comfortable. He relaxed himself on one elbow, careful not to move. I grabbed his face and kissed him again.

"Baby, if that's your way of apologizing for breaking my nose, you can punch me any time." He said with a chuckle. I groaned and showed him the most obvious eye roll I could muster before turning over and drifting quickly to sleep.