Chapter Twenty Two

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(Lucien's Point Of View) --Warning, Mature Content Chapter--

I abandoned all my clothes on the armchair near the window and hastily pulled on my pyjamas before crawling into the warmth of my bed despite the overbearing feeling that Emmett should be there with me, I gazed out of the window at the silver white moon shining out from behind the red clouds covering the once very blue sky.

I felt my energy literally seeping out of my body in waves turning my limbs to stone, I fnally gave up the fight to keep my eyes open and allowed myself to be draped in the darkness of sleep. I was woken by the shifting of the blankets around me and the mattress dip ever so slightly, long slender arms wrapped around my waist and I felt a weight rest against my side.

"I'm sorry for being an asshole to you, you've had a lot of stress and I was adding to it" He mumbled resting his chin on my upper stomach.

"No, it's okay. I don't blame you for being upset" I lifted my hand out from among the blankets to rest my palm against his cheek. his eyes flickered up to look at me and the way the illuminance of the moon hit the brilliant blue of his eyes lit them up like icey blue oceans.

A small smirk split across his lips as he crawled up to meet my lips with a messy pasionate kiss shifting his leg to the other side of my hip to hover over me hungrily "What happened to who will crack first?" I stuck my tongue out at him, He gave me the dirtiest scowl before leaning forward to catch my tongue between his teeth as I let out the most unmanliest squeak ever.

"That tongue has better uses than insulting me" He grinned pulling at the string tying the collar of his nightshirt together, something stirred in my loins and I shot up into a sitting position grabbing him by the thighs and throwing him down into the middle of the bed where I had just been laying crawling over the top of him just like he had been.

"It does, it can make you squirm" I laughed and a flush of red spread across his cheeks rocking his hips up to rub against mine, the firm member against the loose fabric was as evident as scent of arousal that hung in the air. I snatched the hem of his shirt and yanked it up over his head and discarded it somewhere on the floor before clawing off his sleeping shorts and throwing them somewhere else.

He was truly beautiful, the planes of flawless skin bare of any hair whatsoever and how perfect he would be to carry my children right up to the golden blonde bangs that hung almost perfectly in his face. I dropped my face to his neck tracing my tongue over the perfectly tone muscles suckling at the spots that made him moan and writhe beneath me, My hands wandered over his heated flesh leaving no spots untouched. The moment my hand reached his inner thigh he was all but a aroused mess massaging just below his tight member.

"Why does it always end up like this?" He panted yanking me up to his face to smash our lips together with heated passion igniting our tongues in a possessive battle for power.

"Because you love me Emmett" I broke away from the kiss to take a few unsteady breaths before trailing scorched kisses down the side of his ribcage to his upper thigh. Emmett gave an inaudible mewl shifting his legs apart as he was telling me to take him, not me forcing him into it him generally letting me in.

"You're probably right" He gulped wriggling around as if to tell me to hurry up, I settled myself between his legs dragging my hands up the inner of his thighs letting them linger around his groin area.

"I know I'm right" I rolled my eyes at him descending my lips onto his as I cautiously pushed past the tight ring of his muscles, his hands shot to my back digging his nails in with the ragged breath that left his mouth with desperate moans that followed the slightest of movements well into the night of untamed love and lust where he was rightfully and truly mine and mine alone.

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