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Ashlyn's POV
I ran a brush along the tresses of my hair after being cleaned from a bath. I had ran away from Lucifer as I was no longer sure of myself around him anymore. I could not believe it myself that such thoughts had crossed my mind. He was my tormentor and yet my heart had fallen for him without my consent. He would never accept me that was the plain truth but here I had given him my heart without my own knowledge of it.
I sighed as I kept brushing my hair and just the very image of my thoughts walked into the room. I immediately felt weak to the knees as my hybrid heart threatened to fall out of my chest.
Oh Lord,I did not need this! My knees buckled as he walked closer to me. He came behind me with determined steps as he placed his face on my hair and inhaled.
I took a sharp breath in as his arm encircled me from behind and I watched him from the vanity mirror.
"Seems Ruthless likes you now. You've charmed him." He whispered in my ear and that tickled my senses turning me on three sixty degrees.
"Isn't it funny how the subjects and horses of the Laird seems to like me but not the Laird himself?" I asked him and a chuckled. A deep masculine chuckle that indicated he wanted to get a woman laid.
"But there's something I fancy about you," he said running his fingers along my arm and I winced as his finger brushed my injured arm. He felt it too. He felt the cut flesh in his fingers and through the mirror I saw him staring at me and he turned me around and lifted my arm examining the cut.
"What happened?" He hissed out.
"It happened when I went in search of Ruthless. The men who took him saw me getting him freed and attacked me." I said to him watching him while his eyes were intently on my arm.
"That explains my sudden tension during the race," he said. "Wait right here." He said and walked away. I stood there. It was not like I had a choice to move anyways.
He returned with a first aid kit and I stared at him. Has he forgotten I was a part werewolf too and I could heal?
"No I haven't forgotten that. I do not want your injury infected so you will not fall sick and have a cause to escape your duties." He said to me and I rolled my eyes and blamed myself for not shutting him out of my thoughts and Iona did so immediately.
He lifted me up placing me on the table of the vanity mirror and my lips parted giving way to a silent gasp. He gently wiped clean the drying blood on my arm and applied some ointment on it. As he did so,ever so gently,I began to wonder if he cared for me deep down his thick brute skin. But I knew better than to think so. Besides a little tenderness does not mean he felt something for me.
Was he not about to tell me the one thing he fancies before he got hold of my injured arm? and I knew exactly what he had wanted to say. He fancies my body and nothing else. I sighed as he wrapped the bandage around my arm as I stared at his dark head.
"That done," he said lifting his head to look at me and his eyes a twin pool dark velvet was already filled with desire. "Shall we proceed to what was about to take place?" He said and all I did was swallow as his words also stirred a yearning in me too. I realized I wanted him too as his hand held the back of my neck and pressed me towards his waiting lips.
His lips probed into mine as his hands dealt mercilessly with my body the moment he ripped off the bodice of my dress.
With every touch I wanted more. I craved for more of his cruel hands on my wanton flesh to deliver torturous pleasures on my body and drive me wildly insane and as he spread my legs wide apart,I felt his hard and elongated rod right at the entrance of my vulva and I threw my head backwards in anticipation hoping he would not tease me.
He didn't. It was like he had been waiting for it too and was too impatient to try to tease me. He drove in hard and fast and I almost lost my mind at the effect as uncontrollable moans parted from my lips with each hard thrusts hitting the very core of my womanhood.
His hot mouth came down on my breast and I sucked in air at the added pleasure to my already uncontrollable desire. I wrapped my legs around his loins as each of his thrusts got deeper and faster. He groaned as I could see the ultimate insane pleasure in his eyes. My nails digged into the blades of his shoulders as I arched my back willing to receive him as I bit my lower lip,my eyes rolling as he clasped his hands tightly on my waist and pulled from my breast.
The pressure building down my stomach as I begged him not to stop and as I reached my peak,we both climaxed.
The look of intense satisfaction on his face as he groaned softly and his lips entangling with mine inna hot kiss as he slowly moved inside of me. Damn.
Yes I was damned. Damned to never find such pleasure with another. Damned to have given him not just my body but my heart too when I knew he'd never want it. But what if he did?