“…This beating heart…” he said before I felt the tip of his claw tug at the material and I yelped the moment it nicked my skin, creating a sting. It was such a contrast to his softly spoken words that my eyes flew open and were met with his crimson gaze blazing into mine. He then made a show of lifting his talon to his lips, before licking his tongue along its length. Then once clean, he told me with dangerous calm,
“…This blood that pumps through it…” another pause and then he suddenly clamped his gauntleted hand over the bottom part of my face, proving that even in Hell it was possible to be lured into a false sense of security. Meaning that with my jaw in his firm grasp and a hand still fisted in my hair, he held my head prisoner with both hands, using both now to bring me closer to him. Only then when inches apart did he finish his sentence,
“….Even the lashing of your tongue is mine!” he growled before dragging me up the rest of the way to meet his lips, at the same time having no choice but to lower his own. And this was when he started something he couldn’t stop. Something that started with sucking my tongue deep into his mouth and holding it there with his teeth before letting it go. But this was when his next actions must have caught even him by surprise. As instead of letting me go like I knew he had first intended, he started kissing me. No…not just kissing me, because it was so much more than that. It was a blaze of fire igniting us both the moment he touched his lips to mine. It was the power of reunited souls that recognised the Hellish abyss that had come between them.
Both sides of the coin sinking away to reveal true beauty on the inside as two faces finally meet and forge a deeper secret connection at its centre. His heated, possessive growl merged with my own moan of pleasure, one consumed by his kiss as his lips dominated my own. A warmth spread throughout my body at the same time arousal pooled between my legs. I found myself squirming to get closer still as the burning continued to rise up in my core, thanks to the skilled way he plundered my mouth. And he was right, he claimed it completely, owning every inch of it!
I also found myself too affected to do anything other than let him. Not that there was much else I could have done, not with the brutal and unyielding hold he still had upon me. One, that at the moment was shamefully adding to the arousal, as his immense strength had always been a major turn on for me and even when coming from his demon, this was no exception. But then the hand on my chin left me and slammed once more against the glass at my back as his body bowed further into my own. Meaning that the flinch of my body was one that was barely felt by Lucius thanks to the cage of his body, as it pressed himself against me. It was as if the whole kiss had affected him in such a profound way that he was struggling to control himself against the power of it.
However, that fire he ignited wasn’t of the eternal kind as a frustrated growl later and the flames were being doused in our reality, doing so just before either of us could get burned. Because just as quickly as the kiss had happened it was gone, now being ripped away by a demon’s doubt. And well, the look on his face said only one thing…that he had been shocked that he had allowed it to go that far at all.
He had been trying to prove his words of ownership and kissing me like that had obviously steered him far away from making his point. Because by making him lose control like that meant that he wasn’t the only one with the power to claim. With one look and he knew it, which was why his next action was to continue to try and reaffirm what he started. I knew this when his hand left the glass and was suddenly at the small of my back yanking me hard to his frame, telling me,
“I own every inch of this fuckable little body, one I will take a great