Chapter 317
WILLA
He tried to take my hand. "You're enough for me. You know what? At this point I couldn't care less what my parents think. I've finally realized that you've changed me. Right now I can't go through the motions of the day without you around. You're in my blood like a virus I can't get rid off."
"Oh gee. Thanks," I said sarcastically. "I'm sorry for being such a pest."
Lucian's eyea flashed. He reached for me. Before I could step out of his reach, he gripped my arms and shook me a little.
"Will you listen to me and stop trying to be difficult?" he snapped. "What I'm trying to say is I never thought I would fall for you. Now I can't breathe without you near. That's how obsessed I am with you."
I swallowed convulsively. I told myself that Lucian's words were just that. Words.
But his eyes told a different story. They said the eyes were windows to the soul and I thought that tonight, Lucian had laid his soul bare for me to see.
Gone was the cold, aloof and sometimes teasing Lucian. This Lucian desperately wanted me to believe him. To understand.
I focused on a spot over his shoulder to bring my jumbled thoughts under some sort of control.
I asked, "What do you want?"
His fingers tightened. His throat worked.
"I'm torn," he admitted. "Torn between you and my parents. I can either be a good son or a good mate. I can't be both..."
"So what are you saying?" I repeated.
I held my breath, waiting for his answer.
This was it, I told myself. This was where he either chose his duty to his family or me.
Could I handle the disappointment if he picked them over me? I told myself I could but I wasn't so sure.
"I'm asking you," he said. "to give me a chance to be a good mate. I know I don't deserve that chance. I've been an ass. Worse than an ass to you. But I'm begging you Willa Wallace, let me prove to you that I can do better."
I stared at him, dazed with surprise while my brain played his last three sentences over again. I couldn't believe it!
Had Lucian just said he would claim me?
I said, "Do you mean that? I mean- are you sure about this?"
He nodded. "I've never been more certain of anything in my life." His grip on my arms tightened some more. I doubted he even noticed. Those fingers were likely going to leave a bruise but at this point I didn't care. "Please give me an answer, Willa. I'm dying here."
"If- if I say yes, what happens next?"
He cupped my face in his big hands. "Say yes and I'm going to love the shit out of you." He suddenly frowned. "But first you have to stop whatever you're doing with Theron at once. I can't stand the thought of you being with another guy." A shadow fell across his face. "You don't know how hard it was for me to control myself in that cafeteria-"
"It was fake," I blurted out.
Lucian blinked. "What?"
I chewed on my bottom lip nervously. Now that the truth about Lucian's feelings was out, I supposed there was no use hiding the truth about Theron anymore.
"The thing between me and Theron was not real," I told him. "It was my plan actually. We did it to make you jealous and to make Sylvia want to get Theron back."
Lucian's frown deepened. Then he laughed.
"So you were really all mine after all?" he said.
"All yours," I said and kissed him.
******
"Take this off."
Lucian's voice managed to penetrate the haze of passion clouding my brain.
We had been standing in the middle of his room, kissing for I couldn't tell how long.
"Mmm?" I murmured as he nibbled on my earlobe then flicked his tongue across it.
"Your bra," he whispered in my ear. I shivered. "It's in my way."
My hands flew to the hooks on my bra. I pulled it off, tossed it on the floor.
Lucian stopped kissing me to stare at my breasts. I felt His cock, mashed against my stomach, jump.
"Perfect," he whispered.
He cupped my breasts in his palm, teased the nipples with his thumb. When they were painfully erect, he took one in his mouth, bit down on it and suckled it.
I made a garbled sound of pleasure and clung to him. My core clenched. He had just touched me and I already wanted him so badly.
He suddenly stopped and pulled away. My eyes flew open. I made a sound of protest.
He pulled off his jeans, swung me into his arms and carried me to the bed.
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