Chapter 18

"No. I want to see you." Her blush deepened but she didn't protest as he pulled the chemise over her head.
Lucian drew in a sharp breath as his gaze traveled over her n.a.k.e.d body. Hazel did an attempt to cover herself with her arms but Lucian grabbed them and pinned them to the sides of her body.
"Don't. You are very beautiful." He said. He could hear the hunger in his own voice.
Leaning down he pressed light kisses over her belly. Her body tensed at the first touch of his lips but slowly relaxed with every kiss. She arched her back as he slowly worked his way up to between her b.r.e.a.s.t and further up to her neck. She was biting her lips to stop herself from making any sounds. It made him determined to change that. He wanted to hear her m.o.a.ns. He licked her neck and stopped at the pulse point were her knew she was sensitive. He sucked lightly and she whimpered as a soft m.o.a.n escaped her lips.
Suddenly a strange feeling came over him and he imagined himself biting into her neck. His gums began to itch and his teeth felt sensitive. Disturbed by the feeling he ignored it and continued kissing her.
My eyes were closed, my heart hammering inside my chest. My breathing came out in pants as Lucians pressed hot wet kisses between my b.r.e.a.s.ts and down my stomach. His fingers grazed the insides of my thighs sending a jolt of heat through my body.
"You taste so good." He said licking his way up, then he took my b.r.e.a.s.t into his mouth.
I shot my eyes open with a gasp and grabbed the sheets as he teased my b.r.e.a.s.t using his lips and tongue. A wave of pleasure washed over me and heat bloomed between my thighs. Letting go of the sheets I grabbed his hair as he moved to my other b.r.e.a.s.t. My breath caught in my throat as he flicked his tongue teasingly over it. Unable to handle the teasing I pulled at his hair urging him to take me into his mouth but grabbing my wrists he pinned them to the sides of my body, again. My body quivered and my breath came out in shallow pants.
"Please Lucian..." I begged embarrassed that I was begging.
He complied and went from teasing to kissing and sucking.
"Oh..." I gasped and threw my head back. My body shook with an uncontrollable need. I struggled underneath him wanting my hands free but he was too strong and held me in place.
I thought I was going mad with want. My body ached for his touch, especially the sweet spot between my thighs.
I struggled again and he hissed. "You make me mad when you do that."
"I want to touch you." I breathed.
He looked up at me, his eyes slowly turning red, then he released my hands. I pushed myself up with my elbows then wrapped my arms around his neck to pull myself up. He wrapped one arm around my waist and helped me up so that I was straddling him.
Leaning in I kissed him on the lips first, his spicy taste made my lips and tongue tingle with a hot burning sensation. Then I worked my lips down his jaw, removing the hair from his neck I pressed kisses down his neck. He trembled slightly and his grip on me tightened. I had always wanted to do that but I didn't think he would like it. I slowly kissed my way down to his chest but he grabbed my hair and brought my face back to his. He was breathing heavily.
"If I let you continue, this might end before it starts and I don't want it to end yet." He said in a gruff voice.
He placed me down on the bed again with him on top. I could feel his desire pressing at my pubic bone and it only increased the aching between my legs. His eyes were still red as he looked at me. I wondered why.
"Your eyes are red."
"Are you scared?"
I shook my head. He leaned down and kissed me more passionate than before while trailing his fingers down my body. I arched my back knowing where they would reach soon. I m.o.a.ned into his mouth as his fingers reached the aching spot between my legs. He began to stroke me gently, igniting a fire that spread to the rest of my body. I dug my fingers into his back, the muscles in my body tightening, my blood flowed as hot as lava in my veins and my body threatened to explode. I thought I was losing my mind until his strokes became faster and just like that my body exploded with a cry.
I felt lightheaded. I didn't know if what was happening to me was normal. No one told me it would feel like this, as of your body didn't belong to you anymore. I was only told about the pain and that it could feel good afterward. No one told me about this feeling of ecstasy.
I looked up to meet Lucian's gaze. His eyes were still red, almost a dark red that I had never seen before. He brought his fingers to my throat and traced a line down to my collarbone, but his gaze focused on my throat. I felt as if his eyes became even darker but I wasn't sure.
He drew back and I almost panicked. "I should stop." He said more to himself than me. He looked confused. I grabbed his arms to stop him from going.
"I don't want you to stop," I said.
Before he could protest I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up and him down I kissed him. I kissed him hard, wanting him to know how much I wanted him. He kissed me back with the same urgency pushing me back on the bed again.
His arm went behind my back, without warning, lifting my h.i.p.s slightly he thrust into me. I cried out and clutched on to him. His body tensed for a moment before he began to rock into me with a feral passion. I wrapped my legs around his waist never wanting him to stop as he rocked me to madness. He captured my lips with his, muffling the sounds that were escaping my mouth then moved down to my throat.
Abruptly he stopped. "Hazel..." his voice quivered next to my ear, "I don't know why but I want to bite you."
"Do whatever you want just don't stop." I breathed.
Grabbing my hair he tilted my head back. I thought he was going to bite me teasingly before I felt something sharp sink into my neck. I whimpered in pain and tried to push him away but he pinned my hands down. Before I could think of what was happening a wave of pleasure washed over me and I surrendered to it.
After a while, Lucian drew back. He looked at me, "are you alright?"
I was feeling lightheaded so I could barely respond. I nodded as I looked into his eyes that had turned into a frightening black. But that wasn't what caught my attention. It was his teeth. His canines had grown long and sharp and they were stained with blood. My blood.



Lucian stared up at the ceiling. Just what the hell happened last night? He was still confused. He had bitten Hazel, bitten her, and his teeth. He felt his teeth with his fingers, they were back to normal. Was it a dream maybe?
He turned to Hazel. She was sleeping peacefully. His gaze traveled to her neck, he did indeed bite her. He could see the wound which strangely already healed and was now only a faint mark. What he found more strange was that he had wanted to bite her, it had felt so right to do it, as if it was normal to bite a human being. But again he was never normal.
He traced a finger over the scar. The mark felt hot under his finger. Hazel stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes slowly. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands and blinked a few times before she could look at him. He found her very adorable when she did that.
"Good morning." She smiled.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"I slept very well and you?"
"Never slept better." He said as he caressed her cheek.
She smiled happily at him. Last night when he bit her she didn't run away as she should. She had stayed with him, told him to not stop making love to her and he took the chance to take her in every possible way, to love her till she had enough. Could he love this woman more? He was already feeling as if his heart was going to burst.
Suddenly she frowned and brought her hand up to her neck. "Lucian? You bit me last night?"
Well, he did. He nodded.
She seemed to think for a while. "You are not...a ...a vampire?" She shook her head as if refusing to believe it. "You can walk in the sun."
And he had never bitten anyone before. Why her and why now? He wondered.
"If I am...would that change your feelings for me?"
It didn't matter to him anymore what he was as long as Hazel loved him.
Her eyes softened and she shook her head. "Nothing will change my feelings for you."
Yes, he could love this woman more. He would love her more for every day that went by and when he gets old and dies his heart would still beat because of the love he had for her.
He leaned down and gave her a long lingering kiss. "Do you want to have a bath together?"
She nodded and blushed.
Lucian carried me to the bathroom and put me down gently. I was wrapped in the bedsheets with nothing underneath and I held onto it tightly. I was still not comfortable being completely n.a.k.e.d.
I could see that Lucian found it all amusing. "It will be difficult to bath with all that." He smirked.
"I know." I said and forced myself to let go of the sheets. They fell to the ground and I stood there completely n.a.k.e.d. Turning around I slid into the hot water to get some coverage.
Lucian crouched next to the tub. "Are you not coming inside?" I asked.
"Not yet." He said. "First let me take care of you."
He grabbed the soap that lay next to the tub and poured it on his hands instead of a washcloth. "Wet your hair then lean your head back."
I dipped my hair in the water and rested my head against the rim of the tub, then he began to rub the soap into my hair. He massaged my skull while washing my hair and it felt so relaxing. After rubbing for a while his hand slowly moved lower to my neck, he slowly massaged my neck with his thumbs then moved further down to my shoulders and massaged them as well.
"Bend slightly," he ordered and I did as he said, He poured more soap into his hand and rubbed it into my back, then around my stomach and up my b.r.e.a.s.ts. His touch was light, almost like a caress making heat blaze between my thighs.
"Does it feel good?"
"Yes." I breathed.
He slid his hands into the water and grabbed one of my legs. He began to wash my feet and for a moment I panicked. This was something my maids did, not something a prince should be doing. I pulled my leg away. "You shouldn't be doing this."
He grabbed my ankle in a strong grip and looked into my eyes. "Everything you have belongs to me wife, even your body. Now... let me take care of what's mine."
He continued washing my feet carefully as if they were glass that could break then he moved down my legs and further down to my thighs. I leaned my head back again and closed my eyes as his hands slowly slid up and down my inner thighs turning the heat between my legs to fire. I clasped my legs together, with his hand still there.
"I am not done yet, wife. Open your legs for me"
With a silent prayer, I slowly opened my legs.
"Good." He whispered next to my ear and his hands slid further down until he was touching me where I was aching and a gasp escaped my lips.
His fingers slowly began to move in circles and I shut my eyes tightly and grabbed on to the tub knowing what was coming soon.
"Lucian..." I began but didn't know what I wanted.
Lucian on the other hand knew and his stroking became faster. My pulse quickened with it and every nerve in my body prickled. Before I could start begging his fingers slid inside me and my body quivered at the intrusion. His fingers sliding in and out felt like waves in my body, slowly increasing until they washed over me and my body was left trembling with bliss.
"One more time?" Lucian asked.
I shook my head. The thought was very tempting but I needed a moment to recover.
"Why don't you come inside now?" I suggested.
He stood up and stripped then slid into the water.
"My turn." I said grabbing the soap and pouring it onto my hand. I leaned closer to him and began to rub the soap into his shoulders. His body was drool-worthy and I enjoyed the feel of it especially his strong and broad shoulders. And his neck of course, how could I forget it. My hands slid up to his neck and he tilted his head back to give me better access. He looked at me while I smeared the soap onto his skin. I didn't know which one of us was enjoying this more. It felt somehow sensual to bath together and caress each other's skin. My fingers moved further up and I traced his jawline with my thumbs then my gaze fell on his lips.
"Go on!" He urged with a husky voice.
Without hesitating I leaned down and kissed him. His hands slid around my waist and he pulled me into his embrace. I m.o.a.ned into his lips as our bare bodies touched each other. I continued kissing him, both surprised and scared at how much I craved him, how much my body l.u.s.ted for his touch. I knew I wouldn't stop if nobody stopped me and just then someone knocked on the door, making both of us stop.
"Your Highness, it's an urgent matter." Lincoln spoke from the other end.
I removed myself from Lucian's hold. Lucian frowned then looked at me.
"Your Highness?"
"It's fine you. You can go." I told him.
Stepping out of the tub he wrapped a towel around his waist. Turning to me he leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I'll see you later." Then he left.
I washed away the soap, wrapped myself in a towel then walked out and into our chamber. Ylva was already there and greeted me with a smile.
Ylva was usually the one to dress me and make my hair while Lydia took care of other needs like food and sleep.
"I really miss how you make my hair." I said as she combed it nicely.
"I miss doing your hair." She smiled. "How would you like it today?"
"Just let it loose."
Ylva did as I said. "You look happy today." She pointed.
"I am." I smiled. I just didn't know it would be so obvious but again I was never good at hiding my feelings.
"I can understand that. His Highness must love you very much that he even chose to not have any mistresses."
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"Didn't he tell you?" She looked surprised.
I shook my head.
"Well, when you left the crown prince requested to see everyone who lived and worked here so we went to see him. Clearly, he was interested to see prince Lucians Mistresses and was confused when he found none. The head maid told him that His Highness got rid of his mistresses soon after he got married to you. That's when the crown prince took interest in you. He was more eager to find you than His Highness."
Lucian got rid of his mistresses? Why? Then who did he go to when he hadn't been with me?
"I have heard a lot of frightening things about His Highness these last few days but I don't care about those things anymore. I know he is a good husband."
Yes, he was. Which man would get rid of his mistresses for his wife when he could have both and more?
"I'll leave you now. Lydia is coming with breakfast soon." She said and left.
Lucian, Lucian. He was still a mystery to me. I was so confused.
Standing up I looked myself in the mirror, turning back and forth I made sure that everything was perfect and that I looked good. When I was satisfied I grabbed one of my favorite scented oils and rubbed it into my hands and neck. As I massaged my neck slowly I felt sore in a specific place. It almost burned when I touched it. Removing the hair from my neck I leaned into the mirror to inspect the place.
There, just between my shoulder and neck I found a mark. I leaned even closer and my eyes widened at the realization. The mark looked just like Irene's.
I drew back surprised. Lucian didn't just bite me, he marked me. What was it Irene had said? Yes, mating mark. I was his mate and he...he was...he was a demon. Lucian was a demon!
Oh good lord.
I sat down and took a moment to accept that Lucian was a demon. It all made sense now, but something was missing. I still didn't know Lucian's connection to Lothaire or Irene. Could Lothaire really be Lucian's father? And maybe he wasn't helping him because...?
Lydia and another maid came in with breakfast. "Where would you like to have it, My Lady?"
I waved my hand, "Just serve it there." I said. I had just now been hungry but I couldn't even think about food right now.
They served the food on the table and left. I paced back and forth in the room as different theories flooded my head. Why was Irene cursed? And why am I the one who can help her break the curse? Is Irene maybe related to me? She had been so nice and loving from the first day I met her and she had been helping me a lot.
Ignoring my theories I sat at the table. I looked at the food but didn't feel like eating at all. I just wanted to see Lucian and talk to him, but before that, I had to think of how to tell him he was a demon. He would probably laugh or take it badly and get hurt. Who would like to be called a demon?
I sighed. Grabbing a fork I picket a piece of the egg omelet before putting it into my mouth. It tasted good. Blocking all thoughts out I decided to enjoy my breakfast when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." I called. I heard the door open.
"Good morning, Your Highness."
Startled I looked up. I knew this voice. Callum!
I hastily stood up from my seat almost making the chair fall. "Callum, I am so glad to see you. Are you alright?"
"No, thank you for your concern."
"I am sorry I left you behind."
His eyes widened. "Your Highness, please do not apologize to a mere servant like me." He said looking down. "It's my duty to protect you and I shall die doing so."
I just smiled. It was a typical soldier behavior. "I am glad you are safe."
"I shall excuse myself. Enjoy your breakfast." He said and left.
I looked at the breakfast table then decided to leave. I left the room remembering Lucian's words to stay in the room, but as impatient as I was now I couldn't listen.
The two guards who were placed at the door began to follow me. Lucian probably told them to keep an eye on me.
"Where is His Highness?" I asked.
"At the crown princess quarters." One of them said.
I made my way to Pierre's quarters and just as I arrived I witnessed the most horrifying thing. Lucian had his hand buried inside a soldier's chest and with a jerk, he pulled it out holding something bloody. It looked like a heart and it was still beating.



I didn't know when a gasp escaped my lips because it felt like I could barely breathe, let alone make a sound. Lucian turned his head and when he saw me standing there his eyes widened. Unconsciously I took a few steps back then turned around and ran back to my room. My heart was beating wildly and I felt like throwing up.
A heart? I just saw a beating heart. My head began to spin and I sat slowly down on the bed so that I wouldn't fall. I realized I was shaking slightly. I had seen people die before but I had never seen anything like this.
My heart suddenly jumped at the sound of the door opening. Lucian closed the door behind him and just stood there watching me intently. I tried to avoid his gaze.
After a while I could hear his footsteps coming closer until he stood right in front of me. He grabbed my chin and lift my head up so I that I was looking at him.
"Are you afraid of me?" He asked with a soft voice.
I shook my head. "No." and I wasn't lying. I knew he would never hurt me but I just...I didn't know what it was but I was very disturbed.
He sat next to me on the bed and put his arm around my shoulder. "Hazel, you know and I told you, killing comes easily to me."
"I know."
"Then?"
"Then...I don't know Lucian. It was just a disturbing image. Did you have to kill him that way?"
"No, but right now I have to use fear to reach my goal."
I just nodded. I knew it wasn't the first time he had done that.
"Hazel" He grabbed my ching again to make me look at him. "I told you there is darkness inside of me. No matter how much I try to resist that part of me it's still there and it will always be."
Was it maybe because he was a demon? Should I tell him about it? I turned to him completely while thinking if how to tell him without sounding crazy.
"Lucian...I...I need to tell you something." Maybe he would feel relieved to know that he was a demon, because maybe he would understand himself better then. It made me at least understand him better.
I looked at his face. Gazed into his golden eyes, or to be correct his flaming eyes. Flames of hellfire, I thought. I had grown up to fear hell and demons. I had learned that they were Evil, to protect myself from them but guess what? I fell in love with one.
"You wanted to say something?" He said breaking my train of thoughts.
I shook my head. "Yes...I...I." But the words just refused to come out.
"You what Hazel?"
No I needed some more time to think of how to tell him.
"I...your...your mistresses. I want to see your mistresses?" I said. I wanted to see his reaction and if what Ylva told me was true.
He raised one brow. "My mistresses? Hmm...why do you suddenly want to see them?"
"I just want to." I shrugged.
He grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "Want to see if anyone is prettier than you?" He had that look when he enjoyed the conversation.
"Will you let me see them?" I asked ignoring his question.
"Alright then." He said standing up. My heart dropped inside my chest. I had really believed Ylvas words but of course, he still had mistresses. Jealousy hit me like a knife. Why was I suddenly jealous when I had known all this time?
"Follow me." He said grabbing my arm and leading me toward the door to his personal room.
Wait! Was she inside his room. No!
I panicked as he opened the door and pulled me inside. I didn't want to see any mistress anymore. I pulled my hand away from his grip but we were already inside.
His personal room was almost as big as our chamber, decorated beautifully with rich material. I looked around but the room was empty
"What are we doing here?" I asked.
"You wanted to see my mistress. I plan on showing you the most beautiful one of them." He grabbed my arm and pulled me further into the room.
"I don't want to anymore." I protested.
He stopped. "You don't want to?"
I shook my head.
"But I want to show you!" He said and kept dragging me until I was standing in front of a mirror with my back against him.
He put his hands on my shoulders. "Do you see her?" He asked nodding toward the mirror.
"I only see myself." I said confused.
He nodded.
"I thought you were going to show me your mistress."
"I am. There she is." He said pointing at my reflection.
"But...that's me. I am not your mistress."
"No. But you are my everything, and when I have everything in the world, why would I need something else?"
He really knew how to make my heart melt but then I realized he had been teasing me all those times.
I turned around to face him. "Where you mocking me all those times?"
He chuckled. "I thought you had already figured that out."
I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a glare.
"Alright, alright. I am sorry." He smiled.
"But where did you go when you were hurt and said you would go to your mistress?"
His face turned serious. "When my wounds are deep the healing can be quite painful so I just wanted to be alone."
I remembered his voice in my head that night. It had been filled with pain and agony. Was the healing that painful.
"You should have let me stay with you."
"Remember you were angry with me?" He reminded.
"Yes, because you kept teasing me with your mistresses." I reminded him in return.
He sighed with a smile as if accepting defeat. I felt relieved that we addressed this issue even though I shouldn't. Even if he didn't have any mistresses now it would be impossible to stay without mistresses or worse several wives if he becomes a king. The thought of him spending the whole night with his other wives or mistresses made my stomach hurt.
"What is it?" He asked lifting my chin.
"Nothing." I shook my head.
"Hazel, I know something is disturbing you. Is it...the woman in Gatrish?"
Oh...I had almost forgotten the blonde seductive dancer in Gatrish, but it didn't matter anymore. As a woman, a princess and maybe a queen this was my fate, to share my husband with other women.
"I was desperate and..."
"You don't have to explain. I know I will never have you entirely for myself but at least your heart, I wish to be the only person in your heart."
He took my face in his hands. "And I will grant every wish of yours."
Lucian and I walked hand in hand around our personal garden after eating lunch. We didnät say much, just enjoyed each other's company.
"It's safe for you to walk outside the room now. None of Pierres men are left and his staff are kept in his quarters."
"What do you plan to do with them?"
"Send them home eventually. There are young girls and old women, people with families, I can't just kill them." He explained.
I smiled at him. "You made a good decision."
We came to my favorite place. The beautiful white swing. Lucian and I sat down and he put his arm around my shoulders while I rested my head on his chest.
"Lucian?"
"Yes."
"You know I love you for who you are? No matter what you are, even if you are a vampire I will love you."
"I know." He said.
It was quiet for a moment and I thought of a way to tell him.
"Lucian..." I pulled away from his hold to look at him. "What if I told you that you are a...demon?"
He looked at me with a narrowed gaze. "Am I?" He asked.
I nodded slowly as my heart pounded inside my chest.
"How do you know?" He asked.
I straightened myself and decided it was time to tell him everything. I began to tell him how I met Irene, what she told me, about Lothaire, Roshan and Enoch. Lucian listened carefully and nodded sometimes.
"So Irene is a witch, Enoch and Roshan are demons and Lothaire is the devil?" He asked.
I nodded. "I know it sounds crazy, even I couldn't believe it at the beginning but I could just feel it. I felt strange when I met Lothaire, something about him...his aura, his eyes...I don't know exactly what...and he had silver hair."
Lucians eyes widened as if in shock. "Did you say silver hair?"
"Yes." I said confused. "What is it?"
"I have met him Hazel."
Lothaire and Lucian met?
"When?"
"When we were in Gatrish."
So it wasn't recently? If Lothaire went to meet Lucian then maybe he was Lucian's father but why wasn't he showing himself? Why wasn't he helping?
"Did he tell you something?" I asked.
"Nothing special. He just wanted me to win this war because he didn't like my brothers." Lucian said with a frown.
Lothaire the devil went to see Lucian who is rumored to be the devils son, it only made sense that Lothaire was Lucian's father even if it didn't make sense at the same time.
"Lucian I think..." I began, turning to him but stopped.
He was holding his heart and grimaced in pain. "Lucian what's happening?" The veins on his neck and forehead popped out and his face turned read. I panicked.
"Lucian? What's happening to you?" He fell from the swing, still squeezing his chest. It looked like he was in extreme pain. "Lucian?" I tried to run and bring some help but he grabbed my arm to stop me from going.
He shook his head violently. "Don't!" He said then took a deep breath. "I am fine now."
He took a few more deep breaths then the color on his face slowly returned to normal, just then Lincoln came rushing. I didn't hear him knock.
"Your Highness Pierre..." He began but when he noticed Lucian on his knees he hurried toward us and fell to his knees.
"Your Highness...What happened to you?"
"Nothing..."Lucian waved his hand. "What is it with Pierre?"
Lincoln frowned. "Pierre is here with his army, inside the castle." He spoke fast.
Lucian's eyes widened and he stood up quickly.
"Callum, take Hazel away from here safely. Lincoln you follow me." He said.
I didn't even realize that Callum was here. "But Lucian..."
"Just think about getting safely out of here. I will be right behind you so don't worry." He said then left quickly with Lincoln.
I stood there frozen for a while when Callum grabbed my arm and shook me slightly.
"My Lady we need to leave!" He said.
Leave Lucian? How could I?
"You can be used as a weapon against His Highness. You are helping him by escaping." He assured as if he read my mind.