Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Cass

I was startled awake, not opening my eyes. I didn’t want it to be real. They were gone and it was my fault. If I opened my eyes, it would make everything that had happened earlier real. 

That I’d given myself to a monster. Traded my body for our safety, and he’d claimed that I was his. I swallowed hard. This was the punishment that I deserved for their deaths. Cora didn’t deserve this, she deserved happy and normal moments.

Instead, I’d messed up and now we were here. 

Just this evening, we had a moment where we could pretend that we weren’t just struggling to survive. We’d been going to see a movie. A rare treat for us, I’d earned extra tips and I knew that my sister wanted to see the latest romantic comedy. It wasn’t what I would have picked, it had been fun though.

Drinking soda and eating popcorn as we watched the couple on the big screen fall in love. It was nice. On the way home, Cora had gushed about wanting to find that one day. I hadn’t noticed the men following us until they’d grabbed my arm. I’d fought to get loose, ordering Cora to run. 

She’d listened and bolted off, I’d head-butted one of them before taking off after her. Pulling her into an alleyway in the hopes that they’d run past us. 

They hadn’t. Now, we were here and it was my fault. I’d failed Cora. 

Shaking my head, I licked my lips. My tongue felt heavy and dry, like sandpaper as I moved it along my teeth. I gave in, finally opening my eyes. 

It was real. 

I was in Lucian’s bed. The room was dark except for the soft light coming from the open bathroom door. Without him to pull my attention away, I sat up, studying the room. 

The walls were bare concrete with no windows. Hardwood flooring had been placed over the concrete and there was a large stone fireplace dominating the wall. No decorations to make it feel like it was a home. 

This was just a room, there was a heavy-looking dresser a few feet away from the bed. I had the strangest urge to open the drawers, to find out the things that he liked. 

It had to be the bond I’d never felt that urge with previous partners. Shaking my head to try to get rid of the thought, I looked at the bed. The kingsize mattress sat on a platform, a metal frame bolted into the wall above the bed made me curious as to what he would do with something like that. 

My neck ached and I touched the bite mark, I wasn’t bleeding any more. Instead, it felt tender and I knew that my flesh would be bruised. I hoped it didn’t leave a scar but I had a feeling that it would.

I could hear muffled voices behind the closed door and I wondered what they were talking about. The doorknob turned and I sucked in a breath, trying to calm my racing heart so I could be what Lucian wanted me to be. 

He slipped into the room, his eyes growing darker. Despite the dimness, I had no trouble seeing his onyx-colored glittering eyes. He leaned back against the door, his tongue darting out over his lower lip as he looked at me. I felt like I was being hunted. His eyes moved down my body and I had the urge to pull the sheets up. To cover myself from the heat of his gaze. 

I didn’t though, I knew that he wouldn’t like that. He’d told me earlier that I was never to hide myself from him. Sitting up straighter, I shook my hair behind my shoulders. His hands moved down his stomach. Fisting himself through his sweats, he groaned before pulling them down. 

The black material fell to the floor as he prowled forward. My breath caught in my throat and I wanted to run from him. 

How could anyone look that scary and sexy at the same time?

My heart raced, even though the fear my body was already clenching up in anticipation of the earth-shattering bliss that I knew he could give me. 

I didn’t want to crave him the way that I was. It wasn’t right, no sane person would want the things that he could give me. When he reached the bed, he didn’t stop. Instead, he climbed up, crawling closer to me. 

He straddled my legs, his hand coming up to tangle in my hair as he pulled me into a kiss that I knew would leave my lips swollen and tender. His erection bobbed against my stomach and I brought my hands between our bodies. He let out a growl as I worked my hand over his member. 

Amazed that something so hard could feel like velvet under my fingertips. Dragging his foreskin back, I stroked my fist up and down. Brushing my thumb against the head of his leaking dick.

He shook, thrusting himself against me as he tightened his hold on me. “You taste so sweet.” His voice was husky against my lips and I shivered, “Almost as sweet as you smell, do you know that I can smell how much you want me?”

I pressed my legs together, shaking my head. My cheeks flamed with embarrassment, “No, Lucian.”

He kissed me hard again, pushing me back onto the bed. I moved my hands to his sides. Tracing them up and down the hard lines of his body, my hard nipples pressed against his skin. I shifted my thighs open and he settled himself against me. The sheet was the only thing stopping him from penetrating me. 

“Like honey and apples.” He said trailing kisses and teeth that were too sharp down my jaw as he rocked his hips. “I could spend all day tasting you.”

I shook beneath him, the friction of his dick rubbing me through the sheets stimulating my already sensitive sex further. The thought of him tasting me, lapping at my cunt until I came made my body tense up. His tongue moved over the bite mark and fireworks lit up behind my clenched eyelids as I came.