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One night with the King(Updated everyday)

"Open your eyes for me please. Let me see the desired in them." Lucius pleaded as he took her lips again. He had felt his own climax when she did. Her screams sending unending waves of pleasure to his cock. He had come fast and hard with a groan of his own and now he feared that he had hurt her. "Please." He pleaded again when she didn't respond. She was so deep in pleasure that she couldn't hear him. He felt an overwhelming happiness that he had given his soul mate that much pleasure. But he needed to be sure that it was indeed pleasure. He wanted to do right by her. He wanted her to tell him that she loved this. Monica opened her eyes slowly tears falling from it as she did. "Tears of pleasure?" He asked, his eyes pleading for an answer. Monica couldn't speak and she knew it. She didn't even try to speak her voice was clogged as so many emotions ran through her, the most outstanding being intense pleasure. I must enter you now." he warned her begging for permission. He didn't want to hurt her. She nodded in understanding but she knew as much as he did that gestures weren't enough. A promise came softly from her lips as she spread her knees wider for him." Take me because from this moment I'm yours." Settling between her legs, he balanced on his forearms. He shook with anticipation and need. His body was coiled, his chest on fire, his heart now a mallet swinging inside his chest. "By the great sun, it has never been like this." "Never?" Monica asked still in a cloud of her own desire. Her body had begun to writhe beneath his. Her sex smelled so sweet and beckoning. Lucius wanted to suckle her again going low but his other needs were too great. "Never." Much to his surprise, he felt his invisible binding tendrils release from his shoulders and arms, his legs, even his buttocks. He had felt this when he kissed her in the forest and when he was alone with her in the dining. Every time he saw her his body craved to be bound to her, there was no resisting it. "What is that sensation?" she asked. "Like fingers rippling over my skin." "The invisible binding ropes. I am so sorry, Monica I have waited for you for such a long time a century to be precise. The prophecy promised me a soul mate one who would be bound to me. I have waited so long to feel this pleasure. The pleasure my people who have been bound to their mates felt. I want this my body cannot resist it. My body feels a need to bind you to me I can't control it." *** Two humans are kidnapped and forcefully made to live as mates to the King of all Vampires and the strongest Alpha. They are both bound by one thing, their humanity_but other than that their fates are completely different. This is the story of the Vampire king Lucius the sun of Apollo who was cast down to earth by Zeus and his mortal mate, Monica. It features, The war and trepidation that surrounds the vampire kingdom. The humans they love and the humans that love them. The werewolves they align and the alpha's that make terrible decisions. Even the witches that threaten to extinct vampires are not left out of this tale. This is a story of love and war and no one is bound to play fair. warning: Contains mature content.

Miraharlson · Fantasy
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115 Chs
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78. Fights

MANY YEARS AGO

She hugged her daughter tight resting her head on her shoulder as a stray tear fell from her eyes. Unlike Gloria she was not a princess and she could be taken. But then wasn't it better she gives herself away than watch others die for her. Does she deserve that to watch people die for her. She couldn't let them get to Gloria, her guts told her that they wanted to harm her little jewelry. Where was Dante? She thought anxiety eating up at her chest.

Monica never thought much of herself not until Dante came to her and made her feel like she was a goddess, that the world revolved around her. He was a loving man and husband and he had given her the best seven years of her life. She had been happy with him, so happy for seven years which was more happiness than she ever thought she could have. When Dante picked her from the street she thought he was going to subject her into a life of submission and pain but instead he loved her and cared for her and her child more than he did himself.

If she died now she knew that she would not only be saving her Daughter but the men outside who may not have experienced the life that she had for seven years. She didn't want to cut short anyone's life especially not for her. After all death would end her constant fear that one day Dante would stop loving her and would take her back to the streets. She was northing like Dante, she wasn't as brave and courageous as he was. Luckily for her, her Daughter took her father's bravery and courage.

She couldn't stop herself from feeling for the men. The men who stood ready to protect her and risk their life in the process had families and children and she knew just how it felt like to loose someone she loved. After all she had lost both her parents at a tender age and she more than anyone knew how bad it was to be an orphan. They were police officers alright but it didn't mean that they should die for an ordinary citizen like her. An orphan who was favoured.

Soon a cross fire began each men taking cover behind the building closest to them. People ran for their lives, mother's carried their children and vendors left their stores.

Soon the street became Empty and the only sound that could be heard were the noises from gunshots.

Two of Javier's men were down, one shot in the leg and the other on his chest, fighting for life. And two of Dantes men were in similar conditions, both hiding behind the building, each helping the other. Monica covered Gloria's ears as the little girl shivered in fear.

"Gloria, princess look at me?" Monica whispered staring down at Gloria whose head was buried on her chest. "Mummy will go now but mummy will come back for you, she will never leave you. I'll be with you always my princess." Monica sobbed quietly holding Nicole. "Stay here. Don't move Gloria, please!" Monica begged leaving Nicole. She took of her jacket and covered Nicole with it. Tears falling from her eyes.

"No!" Don't go! Mother! " Gloria exclaimed holding her back, her thin hands clutching Monica's leg in an embrace too strong for a child like her. Tears flowed freely from her eyes as she started hyperventilating.