The Devil's Curse.

Chapter 29 | Restore and Reinforce.

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Chapter 29 | Restore and Reinforce

The bath was warm and filled with lavender bubbles so I had no problem soaking into the water. Despite Lucas's current condition, there was little I could do for my resting husband but start to prepare like everyone else at the moment. And with the council out of the picture at the moment, this was the most important time to also help out.

"Cloud, Lord Elliot has arrived with Lady Elizabeth and they'd like to meet with you as soon as possible," Kit popped into the bathroom in a puff of smoking causing me to screech and cover my boobs with my hands.

"Kit I am in the bath!" I gasped flabbergasted.

She didn't even blink, merely looked at me completely unamused.

"Yes you are, I apologize however the queen of hell has little time for herself," she replied before poofing away causing me to groan.

Fucking demons. But I knew Kit was right. My muscles worked to drag my sorry ass out of my wonderful bath and into the cold air which sling to my naked body. I shivered mildly as my fingers fumbled to wrap a fluffy dark towel around myself and walk into our bedroom.

"Angel you look lovely, but I'd love if you lost the towel," Lucas's exhausted voice caused me to look over at the bed where he lay with one eye open.

I merely giggled at the sight.

"Go back to bed cutie," I hummed walking over to his side.

His arms pulled me down onto the bed so my body was under his and his fingers slipped the towel off me. I blushed brightly, and he kissed my neck. I had stripped him the moment we returned home but now, feeling his growing hardness against my stomach I wondered if that was a hot mistake. Defiantly a very sexy one.

"I want to bite you so fucking badly," he growled kissing my neck again.

I froze, my entire body locking up. This was all too familiar but this time it wasn't some fucked up form of punishment from prince to his slave. I breathed out slowly and closed my eyes. He was exhausted and his power was low. It was different this time. My eyes opened and I kissed his forehead gently.

"Then bite me my husband."

He said nothing else, there were no more words he needed to hear nor I. Instead of going for my neck like I expected – his lips found my own, kissing me with such intensity my legs parted slightly.

I could feel myself growing wet for him and my arms instinctively wrapped tightly around his neck. I wanted more. His fingers massaged my breasts as I moaned loudly and soon I could feel him slip into me.

I cried out as he thrusted – this time it wasn't sweet nor gentle. He fucked me desperately and he fucked me hard. His mouth sought out my neck, I tilted my head to give him easier access and he bit down.

Pain bloomed as his teeth broke the skin, but the pain turned me on more as I dug my nails into his back. I could feel myself growing light with the blood he took but I didn't want him to stop. I was so close to falling into an orgasm my fingers moved to hold his head in place.