Bewitched...(Boyxboy)

Bewitched... Be Still My Heart..~4~

Betwitched: Be Still My Heart...~4~

Sorry for the LONG wait! Enjoy!

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"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell me."

"NO."

"TELL ME, DAMIEN!"

"NO!"

Lucian groaned and rolled his eyes, frowning as I refused to tell him why I had been crying earlier. I had a perfectly good reason for crying, but I refused to tell him that reason. Why? Because he doesn't need to know.

I stared at him as he leaned against the kitchen counter, staring right back at me. He smirked, his eyes never once blinking, while mine got watery and started to hurt. Slowly, I squinted my eyes before blinking and rubbing my eyes harshly as the tears that had formed started to wet my eyelashes.

"I hate having staring contests." I muttered.

Lucian tilted his head to the side curiously. "We were having a staring contest...?"

I frowned and glared at him before shivering and wrapping my arms around myself. It was freezing in here! Even for me, a werewolf, one of the hottest things on the planet. And, I gotta say, I'm pretty damn sexy.

"You're pretty damn sexy, alright."

I jumped and blushed, looking at a smirking Lucian. "How-?! What-?!"

"You really need to stop thinking out-loud, Damien. Even though your thoughts are pretty funny at times." he said, matter-of-factly. "Like yesterday, when you said that I wasn't your mate. That right there is a total lie."

I felt my face heat up at the thoughts of yesterday. He and Jack... The bet... Oh,dear Lord, save me... "Y-You aren't my mate! You can't just decide that! B-Besides, you and Jack have that stupid bet, remember? Which is total bull-poopy."

Lucian smirked. "'Bull-poopy?' That's a good one, Damien." he said, shaking his head and chuckling. "And the bet is not 'bull-poopy.' It's a pretty fair game, if you ask me..."

I didn't even notice when he came up to me, my back pressing into the cool counter of the island. When I did, I blushed and he smirked at me. He was so close to me. Our noses were touching, and the sweet smell of him entered my nose as and made me shiver. His hand made its way to my cheek, where it rested lightly, with his thumb stroking my cheek gently. I shivered again, my eyes on his lips. His oh-so-soft lips...

Suddenly, his lips were pressed against mine and the feeling sent sparks through me. His lips were soft and smooth on mine, and they moved so easily with mine. I felt myself get lost in the kiss and gladly returned it, moving my lips with his in a rhythm as old as time. His body pressed into mine and I my arms snaked around his neck as he deepened the kiss. His tongue ran across my lower lip to ask for entrance, which I refused him. He frowned a bit against my lips before biting down on my lower one, causing me to gasp at the sudden feeling. Of course, he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. I moaned as his tongue curiously explored my mouth, and moaned again as our tongues met and battled for dominance. I only fought because he tasted so damn good, and I wanted to taste more of him, but of course... He won.

As he continued to explore my mouth, his cool hands ran down my sides,

sending shivers down my spine. I moaned as he gently sucked on my tongue, and I leaned into him, my fingers now tangled tightly in his silky hair. I gave his hair a light tug and he groaned softly into my mouth. Oh, fuck, that was sexy.

I wanted to hear more.

I needed more from him.

He pulled his lips away from mine and I whimpered in protest until I felt them trail down my jaw line and to my neck. He already knew where my soft spot was, and didn't hesitate to kiss it deeply, letting his sharp fangs lightly graze over my skin. I shivered and leaned my head back as I allowed him to do as he pleased, pressing into him.

I felt him groan as I dug my hips into him, and he ran his tongue along my neck slowly. The feeling of his tongue against my flesh was mind blowing. He ran his tongue along the bite mark that still rested close by the hallow of my throat. Then I felt his fangs graze along my neck, making me shiver happily, until I felt them start to dig into my throat.

I realized what was going on and pushed him away from me, my eyes going wide. "I-... This isn't-... I shouldn't have let you kiss me..."

Lucian's usually calm demeanor was suddenly angry and confused. "You shouldn't have LET me kiss you?! You kissed me back! You led me on, Damien! I was starting to think you had finally started to like me, at least enough to kiss me! Why do you refuse to let me love you the way I want to love you?!"

I stared at him, shocked by his sudden outburst. Then, I suddenly became angry as well. "Why do you insist on forcing yourself on me?! Why can't you respect the fact that I want to wait and that I have no intention of becoming your mate?!"

Before he could respond, I dashed out of there as fast as I could, shifting into my wolf form. I ran in no particular direction, and traveled wherever my legs would take me.

That idiot... Can't he see this is hard on me, too..?

[Lucian's P.O.V.]

That kiss was amazing. The best kiss I've ever had. It sent so many emotions and feelings and thoughts into me all at once, while I felt so much pleasure, just from that one kiss.

But then he went a pushed me away when I tried to bite him.

I had no intention of drinking from him, I just wanted to bite him to get a little taste of him. His mouth tasted wonderfully sweet. I couldn't get enough. The kiss was...amazing.

So, why did he push me away?

He acted as if he wanted more, and I for sure was willing to give him more if that's what he wanted. I wanted more, so much more. God, he was so...perfect.

But I must not be perfect to him. He pushed me away, didn't he? And when he did, for some reason it got me mad. So I blew up at him. Without even thinking, I yelled at him. And when I did, his expression changed from timid and confused, to angry and confused. Then, he yelled back and ran off, leaving me in the dust.

He didn't even give me a chance to find out if he was a masochist or not. Because I for one am a total sadist. But, I'd gladly change that if he didn't like it. He seemed to like it the first time I bit him, but I couldn't be totally sure.

I'd have to find out before that asshole Jack did. There was no way in hell that I'd let Jack take Damien away from me.

Not ever.

[Jack's P.O.V.]

I was going over my little bet with that stupid vampire with a smirk planted on my face. I was going to win this bet. I'd make sure of it. I'd mark Damien as mine for good, before that damn bloodsucker could.

Oh, the things I'd do to him...

He's got such an innocent face, Damien does. I'd love to see how it would look as I touched him...teased him...

I'd love to see just how sexy it would look while I touched and nibbled and pinched his nipples. To see him writhe and writher under me.

How would he react to me stroking him? My fingers running along his length to his tip and the little slit that rests a top it. Would he shiver and moan and beg for more?

What if I got a little rough and decided to enter him as hard as I could without fingering that tight little ass of his first? His ass was perfect, after all. And having me pound into him would destroy him enough for others to know he had a master.

And that was me.

I'd make sure of it.

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Sorry for the long wait, everyone. I hope you enjoyed it!

It wasn't as long as I wanted it to be, either, but... Oh well.

Love you!

>>Lyric