Chapter 17

Good question, but maybe because I haven't met an angel yet, but I just met demons.
"I am sure you have at least once in your life met an angel, you just didn't know, just like you didn't know that Enoch and Roshan were demons."
Well, it could be true.
"Hazel, I don't want you to be caught in the words demon and Devil, right now you could be the only way for me to break the curse. Then I can help you and your husband."
"Alright, I will try." I said.
Not getting caught in the words demon and devil would be almost impossible but I had to try. For Lucians sake, I had to put the pieces together so that Irene could help, whatever her reason was for helping.
"I'll leave you to get ready. You will find me in the garden when you are done."
Taking the tray she left. I quickly got out of bed and decided to take a bath, then I changed into a light blue dress and decided to find Irene all while thinking about Lothaire. He was too beautiful to be true, so beautiful it was almost frightening. If I thought Irene was beautiful and Lucian breathtaking, than Lothaire was beyond all that. Yet I was supposed to believe that he was the Devil.
I knew Irene wasn't lying but I really had a hard time believing her words. Maybe she believed Lothaire was the devil when he in fact wasn't. Maybe he was something else, but what?
While I pondered I didn't realize that I had reached the stairs and suddenly I was falling.
"Woahhh..." Before I fell an arm came around my waist and stopped me from falling. For a moment I thought it was Lucian, the spicy scent and the strong arm, but I was looking into Lothaires cold eyes.
"You should look where you go." He said with a serious tone. Once again I was mesmerized by his beauty but scared at the same time.
I quickly took a few steps back, "Yes, I...I was just...I mean thank you."
He just looked at me and I felt uncomfortable."I shall go then," I said and excused myself.
I made my way to the garden. Irene was watering the flowers and seemed happy.
"Do you need some help?" I asked as I neared.
"No my dear." She said and put the watercan down."Lets' have some breakfast instead."
She led me to a table in the garden and we sat down.
"Enoch is coming with breakfast soon." She explained.
I nodded.
She looked somehow more beautiful today. Her hair was combed nicely and fell down her shoulders in beautiful waves and her lips were painted a light pink. As my eyes swept over her bare shoulders my eyes caught a mark on her left shoulder, just right beneath her neck. It looked like an animal had bitten her. It could be. I knew she even had snakes at home.
"What happened there?" I asked pointing.
"This?" She pointed at the mark.
I nodded.
"Well..." She frowned and seemed to think of a way to explain. "This is a mating mark. It means I already belong to someone. It's like getting married, but instead of becoming someone's wife you become their mate."
"I...I don't understand." I said. I was really confused.
"Demons mark their partner and therefore they get bonded for life. The mating bond is stronger than marriage, it connects you to your partner on a deeper intimate and emotional level." Her eyes swept over my neck and collarbone as if looking for something. "You will understand one day, right now it will only be too much information." She said.
Demons mark their partner? How?
An animal like roar escaped Lucians throat as he stood between the dead bodies of his enemies. Not all of them were dead yet, but the few that were left alive were so terrified that they didn't dare to attack, even though they had weapons in their hands.
Lucian didn't bother to kill them either. He knew after what they had seen today, they would never dare to lay a finger on him. He had literally snapped heads off, ripped hearts out and burned soldiers alive in front of their eyes.
He looked around. Even his own men were horrified at the sight of him. Lucian wasn't surprised he knew this would happen, he just hoped they would get over it soon and except him for the way he was.
Lincoln approached him slowly. "Your highness what shall we do with the rest?"
Burn, kill, torture, get rid of everything.
"Place guards everywhere, take their weapons and make them look for the royal seal. If they don't find it soon..." He turned to the shaking soldier " It will be an absolute pleasure to rip their organs out one by one."
"Yes, Your highness." Lincoln said, the only one who didn't seem horrified by this whole situation.
The stench of blood and burned flesh filled the air. Lucians hands were soaked in blood, today he had used his hands as swords and it had terrified his enemies which made it very easy for him to kill them.
"Anum!"
Anum shook his head as if waking himself up then swallowed hard. "Y...y...yes, Your highness." He said but his voice broke.
"I need a bath."
"I'll make sure it's ready." He said and left quickly.
The rest of his men stood there frozen as statues. Lucian didn't say anything. What was he supposed to say anyways?
Lucian went to his quarters. To his surprise he had missed the place. When he was younger he always wanted to leave but now when he had been gone for so long he realized that home was always home weather you liked it or not.
He opened the glass door that led to the garden. Everything still looked the same, he was happy for that.
"Your highness." He turned around and found Lydia standing there. It seemed Pierre hadn't killed all their staff. Hazel would be so happy to see her maid alive.
"I am glad your back safe." She said a questioning look on her face. She was probably wondering where Hazel was.
"Hazel is somewhere safe." He said even though he wasn't sure himself. But he had told Klara that if she wanted to help to go and find Hazel and keep her safe.
"I have prepared a bath." She said as she looked horrified at the blood on his clothes. If she only had seen him a little earlier, when his demon had a blood banquet, she would have fainted.
Lucian wondered where Hazels other maid was as Lydia washed his hair, but somehow he felt afraid to ask. If she was dead Hazel would be so heartbroken. Lucian tried not to think about it. Right now he needed to find the royal seal. If he got ther royal seal then he would have command over the largest army, the royal army. But Pierre probably hid it somewhere impossible to find. Where could he have hidden it?
While thinking quietly he heard his men talk a few rooms away. Most of them spoke of how they couldn't believe what they saw today.
"So...he is the devil's son." Ky said.
"It seems so." Anum spoke.
"What should we do?" Luke asked.
"What do you want to do?" Lincoln said.
"Well we can't let the devil's son sit on the throne." Luke responded.
"So what? Do you want us to fight him?" Ky asked. "And get our hearts served on a plate? Or wait maybe you want us to bring a cross and the bible?"
"Shut up Ky!"
"I can't believe you guys. How can you even think of fighting him? We have fought together with him in many battles, we have had each others backs. He never treated us, even one of us badly. Whether he is the devil or his son I don't know, but I know he is not evil and I know he will be a much better ruler than his brothers." Martin spoke.
"I believe so too" Declan agreed.
"Since you are shocked I'll let it go this time. But next time anyone speaks of fighting His Highness or betraying him will have to fight me first." Lincoln said.
Then it was dead quiet. Lucian knew there was some tension between them.
Lydia helped him get dressed and was brushing his hair when there was a knock on the door.
Lincoln came in. "Your Highness, what should we do with the crown princess?"
Kill her he wanted to say but then imagined Levis sad face.
"Just keep an eye on her at the moment. Did you find the seal?"
"No, we are still looking for it."
"Make everyone look for it everywhere and find it quickly Lincoln. These walls won't protect us very long without the seal."
They were of course more protected inside the castle but they could still get attacked. Lucian didn't know how many allies Pierre had, therefore he really needed the royal army.
"Of course Your Highness." Lincoln said and left.
"You may leave as well." He told Lydia. Lydia bowed and left.
Lucian went to bed. He suddenly remembered when he told Hazel he wanted to sleep with her in his arms every night. Today he missed her and his demon craved her. He lay down and shut his eyes but his demon refused to let him sleep. He kept imagining Hazel's n.a.k.e.d body, her soft her, her sweet scent, the taste of her lips. Lucian ignored his bodies response to the images. He was used to this. When his demon spilled blood it always got hungry for flesh, and if it didn't get what it wanted it, then more blood would be spilled.



Lucian didn't sleep well. His demon was restless, hungry and angry.
"Bring me Lincoln!" He told Lydia who was serving him breakfast.
She nodded and left. Shortly after Lincoln came in. "Your Highness."
"Did you find the seal?"
"No."
Lucian tried to keep his calm but his nails were already elongating and his body itched for blood. "Bring them to me.!"
Lincoln and Anum came back with Pierres soldiers. They got pushed down on their knees in front of him. Lucian stared down at them with arms crossed behind his back.
"So...you don't know where the seal is?" He asked.
They shook their heads.
"Then I have no use of you." Lucian said and slit their throats with his claws. Their bodies fell to the ground with a thud. Lucian grabbed the table clothes to wipe his hands off while the soldiers slowly bled to death.
"That was unnecessary You Highness. You stained the carpet." Lincoln said with a frown.
Lucian was amused. Lincoln still didn't fear him. "I didn't stain the carpet. Their blood did." Lucian said calmly.
"I beg of you to calm down." Lincoln knew Lucian wasn't entirely himself right now.
"I will Your Highness." Lucian mocked.
Klara stared at the necklace in her hand. She needed to go back to Hazel and she had nothing but the necklace to help her. But how? According to Irene the necklace would only help her if she was in danger and she wasn't.
Klara sighed. How would she go back?
"My Lady?"
Klara looked up. "Enoch? How...what are you doing here?"
He pointed at the necklace.
"But doesn't this work only when I am in danger?"
"It works when it senses that you need us."
"Oh..." She said relieved. "I just need to go back."
"This way." He said and she followed him. They went through the magic gate but this time she didn't fall when they arrived because Enoch had his arm around her waist and held her steady.
"Thank you." She smiled. Without a word he walked into the mansion and she followed him inside. He was walking so fast and Klara had a hard time keeping up with him. She wanted to ask where they were going but he looked so serious that she decided not.
He opened the door to a room and gestured for her to sit on a sofa.
"I'll Inform Irene you are here." He said and left.
Klara sat down with a sigh. Enoch was very strange. He never smiled, never waited for her to replay and looked very serious and uninterested all the time.
After a whiles wait Klara heard footsteps and shortly after Irene walked into the room. Klara stood up from her seat.
"Klara." Irene smiled and gave her a hug.
"Hi." Klara smiled nervously surprised by the sudden hug.
"Are you alright my dear?"
"Yes, I am fine thank you."
Irene smiled. "Good. Come!" She said and led her to another room. "Look who is here."
Hazel looked up. "Klara! You are already back." She said surprised.
"Disappointed?"
"Very much." She joked. "Are you alright?"
"Yes. No need to worry."
"And Lucian? Did you meet him? Is he alright?"
Irene laughed. "Let her sit down and breathe for a while Hazel."
"Yes I am sorry. Please sit." She said.
Klara sat down while Irene poured her a drink. "I met Lucian and I gave him your letter. He is alright."
Hazel sighed relieved. Irene sat down as well and handed the drink to Klara.
"Very well then. Shouldn't you go back home? You siblings must be very worried." Irene said.
Klara looked down feeling very guilty. She would go back home as soon as she made sure Hazel was safe. "Is there a way to take Hazel to Lucian?" She asked avoiding Irene's question.
"Yes there is. In fact, I am sending Hazel to Lucian tonight."
Hazel nodded.
Klara took a sip from her drink. Soon everything would be in place, Lucian would take over the castle and hopefully defeat his brother, Hazel and Lucian would meet and she would go back home. She missed home, especially Astrid but she feared her brothers wrath. He never took betrayal lightly and his time she knew he wouldn't forgive her easily.
"Why don't you take a bath." Hazel suggested.
Klara looked at her dirty clothes and hair. She really needed a bath. "Yes, I think I should."
"There is a little bath house with a hot bath outside the mansion. Why don't you go there. It's very relaxing."
Irene nodded, "Yes, I'll bring you some clothes." She said and left.
Hazel and Klara sat in silence for a while when Hazel finally spoke. "Thank you."
Klara was confused. "For what?"
"For helping us escape, for saving my life and for helping Lucian. I know it must have been difficult for you to do that. I know I am useless...I...I am not as brave or as strong or as beautiful as you. I really envy you but I am thankful to you as well."
"Don't thank me because then I would have to apologize and don't envy me because you have far more valuable things than I have. You have a very good heart and a loving husband. It's something people rarely have these days."
"You have a good heart as well and you will find a loving husband I am sure." She smiled.
Klara wasn't sure. In fact she didn't care. She decided to never fall in love again. Getting her heart broken once was already too painful she didn't want to go through that pain again.
Irene came back in with new clothes and a towel.
"Here!" She said, "take a bath and change."
Klara took the clothes then went to find the bathing house. It looked like a small cottage but a beautiful one. She opened the door and peeked inside. She could almost see nothing because of the steam. Entering she closed the door behind her. The steam surrounded her and she already began to feel relaxed. Going further into the room she found where the steam was coming from. There was a little pool of hot water in the middle of the room. Klara already longed to jump inside so she began to undress. She took her steal armor off first then, when she was about to take her clothes off she stopped abruptly. Someone was behind her. Klara quickly grabbed the dagger in her boots and turned around holding the dagger out.
"Roshan?"
A smile curved his lips. "You really need to relax. Not everyone is out to kill you." He said taking a few steps closer.
"What... are.... You doing here?" She asked nervously as she realized he was almost n.a.k.e.d.
Klara swallowed as her gaze traveled along his mesmerizing physique. She had never seen this much of a male body before. He was wearing a piece of white clothes that hung low on his h.i.p.s and covered only half his thighs. Water dripped from his wet hair and down on a chiseled chest and perfectly sculpted abdominals. His golden skin glistened from the water drops that covered his whole body.
Her gaze traveled back to his face, some strands of his wet hair fell over his eyes and cheek. Klara had the sudden urge to remove them with her finger. His lips curved into a smirk. He was fully aware she was admiring his body.
Klara's throat felt suddenly dry. Clearing her throat "You...What are you doing here?" She asked again but accusingly this time.
He raised one brow. "I am supposed to ask that question." He said as he strode toward her.
Why was he coming closer? Klara panicked but didn't move from her place as she still held the dagger out.
"This bathing-house is for males only. The one for females is on the other side." He said walking even closer. Klara waved the dagger in the air in front of her to make him stop from coming closer.
He looked at the dagger in her hand and raised a brow.
"I...I didn't know." She said. She wanted to go back and slap Hazel, especially if she did this on purpose.
He came even closer to her and she took a step back. "Now you know." He said amused.
"Stop or..."
"Or what?" He asked still walking toward her. Klaras back hit the wall. She still held the dagger in front of her and Roshan walked closer until the tip was placed on his chest.
Klara hoped he wouldn't come closer because she really didn't want to hurt him but she didn't want to show defeat either by lowering the dagger.
She looked at where the tip was placed but her gaze moved all over his chest. She felt her heart speed up, why was she staring at his body?
Then everything happened quickly. He suddenly grabbed her hand in which she held the dagger and pinned it to the wall, and her other hand he placed it on his chest. "You can touch if you want." He said as he moved her hand over his chest and down to his abdominal.
Klara froze for a while but then she couldn't help but enjoy the feel of his strong body under her hands. His golden skin was so smooth, his body so strong and warm. She wanted to feel more of his body with both her hands when she realized her other hand was pinned. With a jolt, she came back to her senses and pushed him away with her free hand. "Let go of me!"
He let go of her slowly. Without wasting any time she quickly got away from him, grabbed her clothes and ran out of there fl.u.s.tered.
What in heavens was wrong with her? Touching a mans body and enjoying it, was she crazy? She went back to the mansion still fl.u.s.tered and irritated, she didn't want a hot bath anymore she was already burning.
Walking into Hazel's room she shut the door behind her and let out a breath.
"Is everything alright?" Hazel looked at her confused.
"No. I was just about to undress completely in front of a man." Klara said.
"Who?"
"Nevermind. I will just take a bath here." She said.
Klara took a quick bath and changed then joined Irene and Hazel at the garden.
At another table a bit away sat the annoying Roshan,together with Enoch and another man she couldn't see clearly, but he had silver hair. Silver hair! Strange, she thought.
"So as soon as the sun goes down we can start with the spell and send Hazel away." Irene explained.
Klara nodded.
"Do you want me to send you home as well?" Irene asked.
Klara nodded again. She should go back home if Hazel went safely home to Lucian. There wasn't much she could do for them now anyway.
When the sun went down, Irene began to work on her spell. "Are you ready?" She asked Hazel.
Hazel nodded.
"I have opened a gate right there." She said pointing at some empty place. Hazel and Klara looked confused at each other as they couldn't see the gate Irene was talking about.
"You can't see it so I will lead you through it." She explained.
"Alright."
"Be careful and hopefully we will see each other soon. Don't forget everything I told you." Irene said then she and Hazel hugged each other.
Hazel then turned to Klara and gave her a hug as well. Klara hugged her back. "Thank you again and I hope you reach home safely."
"You too." Klara smiled and she meant it. She never thought she would get along with the wife of the only man she has loved.
Irene took Hazels hand and led her forward. "Farewell." She said before Hazel disappeared, probably as she went inside the invisible gate.
Klara was stunned for a moment but then shook her head. "How do we know she reached there safely."
"That's easy." Irene went to her closet. Opening it she took out a violet box and put it on the table.
"Come here." She ordered.
Klara went to the table and sat down. Irene opened the box a took out a green crystal ball, which she put on the table. She sat down and put her hands on the crystal ball. Closing her eyes she began to move her hands in different motions around it until it began to glow.
"Now!" She said opening her eyes then looking into the crystal ball.
Klara got curious and looked as well but she couldn't see anything.
"I see nothing." She said but Irene kept looking.
"Now here! There she is!" Irene said pointing.
Klara looked into the crystal ball once again and now she could finally see Hazel and she knew she had reached home safely.



I was relieved to find that I was back home. Finally, I could meet Lucian. I walked through the large halls as fast as I could and slowed down when I neared our quarters. There soldiers were gathered everywhere. Some of them seemed stressed, others terrified. The atmosphere felt tense and everyone seemed busy. I got a bad feeling. What was going on?
From a distance, I could see two soldiers coming out of our chamber dragging on a body. A dead body. Right after them came two other soldiers and they were dragging on a dead body as well. My stomach twisted as I watched a pool of blood trailing behind them.
"My Lady?" I almost jumped out of my skin. Turning my head Lincoln I found a surprised Lincoln. "How did you get here?"
"Lincoln." I breathed relieved. "Lucian? Where is Lucian?"
He frowned. "I don't think it's a good Idea for you to meet His Highness right now."
"Why? What's happening?"
"His Highness is not in a good mood." He explained.
"I need to meet him anyways. Take me to him." I ordered.
Lincoln seemed to hesitate but then led me to our chamber. I tried to not step on the blood that covered half the floor. Two guards stood at each side of the door.
"I think I should go in first." Lincoln suggested.
"You don't have to. Just let me in."
"Are you sure you want to go in?" Lincoln asked. Now he was scaring me.
"Yes."
"If anything...if you need anything just shout for help."
I nodded wondering what he meant. He gestured for the guards to open the door and I walked inside.
Good lord, our chamber looked like a slaughterhouse. Not that I had seen one but I have heard of it. There was blood everywhere. The carpet, the sheets, the curtains even the table clothes were covered with blood. Two guards were rolling the carpet and carrying it out. This wasn't how I imagined our chamber to look like when I came back.
I walked further into the room avoiding to step on any blood again but Lucian was nowhere to be seen. My gaze fell on the glass door that led to our personal garden. I stepped out and into our garden. Oh, how I missed it. At least this place wasn't covered with blood.
As I looked further around, I found him. Lucian. He sat at the table, a dark empty look in his eyes as he looked at the garden. He was as beautiful as ever and my heart began to beat faster at the sight of him, but he seemed disturbed. He didn't even notice me as I neared.
"Lucian." I whispered. I didn't know why I was whispering.
He slowly averted his gaze and looked at me. The frown disappeared from his face and got replaced by a look of surprise.
"Hazel." He said standing up slowly as if scared I would disappear.
I smiled at him but I didn't move. He had that dark dangerous aura that I used to feel sometimes at the beginning of our marriage. He didn't move either, he just looked at me. It was very quiet, the only sound I could hear was the breeze and my own beating heart.
"I missed you." I finally said and that's when he crossed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back.
"I missed you so much." He said burying his face in my hair and inhaling. I inhaled his scent as well. He smelled as good as always.I almost forgot how good it felt to hug him. I tightened my hold around his waist, never wanting to let go. I felt him shiver slightly and he pulled away.
His eyes scanned my body, carefully. "You are not hurt?"
"No, I am perfectly fine." I smiled at him.
"How did you get here?"
"My friend Irene brought me here. It's a long story, but what's happening here?" I asked.
Lucian frowned. "It's a long story as well and you don't want to know." He said.
"Did...did you kill those men?"
"Yes." He said simply.
"Your Highness?" Lincoln stood at the entrance. They exchanged looks then Lucian turned his gaze to me.
"I will come back. Don't leave this room it's not safe." He said then placed a kiss on my forehead before leaving with Lincoln. Something was odd. Very odd.
I went back to the chamber. Everything had been cleaned up except the curtains. They were being changed by a few maids. I tried not the think that all this was Lucian's doing. He probably had to do what he did.
A maid came in with new curtains. "Lydia!" I almost shouted.
Lydia looked up startled. "My Lady!" She breathed. She stood frozen for a while but then hurried and enveloped me in a hug.
I was surprised. I used to hug her all the time but she used to tell me it was inappropriate and now she was hugging me. All the other maids stared at her surprised.
She pulled away with teary eyes then searched my body with her hands. "Oh, you are alright." She said relieved.
I took her hand. "I am fine Lydia." I assured her with a big smile. I was so happy to see her. "Where is Ylva?"
She wiped the tears away. "She is in the kitchen. She has become a kitchen maid. I'll tell her you are here, she will be so happy."
"A kitchen maid. Who made her a kitchen maid?"
I heard to be kitchen maid was the worst a maid could be. It was really difficult.
"When you left, every maid in this quarter got sent to different places to work and Ylva was sent to the kitchen."
"Bring her here and tell the maids she won't be working in the kitchen anymore." I ordered.
Lydia nodded and left. After a while she came back with Ylva and it started all over again. The hugging, the crying, the thousand questions. I had never seen Lydia and Ylva so emotional before which meant they had been really worried.
"Ylva, you have lost so much weight." It must have been the hard work.
"I am fine now that you are here ." She smiled.
"Come," I said and we went and sat in the garden. "What's been happening here? Tell me everything in detail."
Lydia and Ylva looked at each other. "What is it? Tell me!" I demanded.
"I haven't seen it myself but I have heard." Ylva began. "Everyone has been talking about how His Highness had looked like the devil himself and killed every castle guard with his owns hands, all alone. Everyone here is now terrified of him."
"I am worried about you." Lydia continued. "Especially after seeing all the blood in this room today."
"Don't worry. Lucian would never hurt me." I assured her.
The rest of the day I spent reading books about war and fighting strategies. I didn't want to be useless anymore. I wanted to learn everything, how to fight, how to ride and anything else that I could use to help Lucian.
"Why don't you read the art of seduction instead." Ylva who was making the bed suggested jokingly.
"There is a book with such title?" I asked.
She laughed. "Yes. It's there among the books that I brought."
I looked amongst the books on the table. There lay a red book with the title The art of seduction' in golden letters. I looked at it for a while but then decided to go back to the art of war. Right now helping Lucian was my priority.
"Shall I prepare you for sleep My Lady?"
"No, I'll read some more and wait for Lucian." I said. Ylva nodded and left.
I kept reading, trying hard not to get bored since I couldn't understand anything most of the time. There was a lot of to me unknown words. Slowly, I was starting to get bored but still forced myself to read a little more. When I thought I couldn't anymore, I picked The art of seduction'. I was actually too tired to read but I had nothing else to do while waiting for Lucian.
I opened the book and started reading at first forcing myself but then I got lost in the story. It was a story about an undesirable woman who wanted to learn how to win the heart of a man she had loved for a very long time and a very beautiful woman who could capture any man's heart with just a look. In the book, the beautiful woman teaches the undesirable one how to seduce a man completely, body, mind, heart and soul.
"The art of seduction. Hmm..."
I almost fell off the chair when I heard Lucian's voice. I had been so into my reading I didn't even notice that he was here.
"Lucian!" I said with a gasp and tried to hide the book but I didn't even know where to hide it, so I just fumbled with it embarrassed and dropped in on the floor.
I quickly got out of my chair, bent down to pick it up but Lucian grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his chest. "Are you planning on seducing me, wife?"
Oh good lord, save me.
"No it...it was just amongst the books and I was curious." I said nervously, but it was the truth. I had no plan to seduce him.
Lucian narrowed his gaze. He still had that dark look in his eyes and they gleamed with something.
"I am curious too." He said in a low voice and began to unfasten the straps on the back of my dress. "Curious to know how long it will take for me to get you n.a.k.e.d, m.o.a.ning and screaming." I inhaled sharply at his words and my heart began to beat in excitement.
Lucian leaned down and pressed his lips to my neck, licking and kissing his way up. I grabbed onto his shoulder urging him to not stop as I closed my eyes and got lost in the heat.
Unfastening the last straps of my dress, he pulled it off my shoulders let fall to the floor, leaving me wearing nothing but my chemise. Then he grabbed the back of my head and claimed my lips in a hungry kiss. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. It was passionate, raw, his tongue searching, his lips punishing and soothing at the same time. I leaned into him even more, pressing our bodies together. He groaned and deepened the kiss as if approving. My mind shut down and my body shuddered with want. Without breaking the kiss Lucian lifted me up and carried me toward the bed then let me fall softly on the mattress. I groaned as he pulled away and our lips parted.
He looked down at me, his gaze dark and hot. "Hazel, I won't be gentle this time."



Lucian had waited for this moment, the moment when he reunites with Hazel and takes her to bed. He had imagined making slow, sweet love to her but right now he was delirious with l.u.s.t. All he wanted was to plunge into her, melt into the warmth and softness of her body and drown in the sound of her m.o.a.ns.
"Hazel, I won't be gentle this time."
Hell, he didn't want to. He was already listing all the things he wanted to do to her inside his head. He wanted to take her in every possible way, consume her, devour her. He wanted to tease her and make her beg for release. His body shook at his wild imaginations.
Looking down, Lucian searched Hazel face trying to see if his words had made her scared but as he gazed into her eyes all he saw was a blazing desire, a raging hunger that matched his own. Leaning down he crashed his lips against hers, his tongue exploring her mouth while his hands explored her body. Hazel's fingers clutched his hair as she opened her mouth for him, welcoming his tongue with her own. Lucian dug his fingers into her h.i.p.s as he deepened the kiss even more. Taking her tongue into his mouth he sucked on it. Hazel whimpered as a gasp escaped her lips.
That was it. Lucian couldn't wait anymore, he had no patience today. Pulling away he began to undress. Hazel watched him with curiosity at first but slowly he could feel her becoming nervous. He wondered why she became nervous all of a sudden. When he got completely n.a.k.e.d he grabbed the thin fabric she was wearing.
"I want this off," he said with a raspy voice as he tried to pull it up.
She grabbed his wrists to stop him. "Could you dim the lights first?" She asked, a blush creeping to her cheeks. Her shy behavior was only adding to his arousal.