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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 · ファンタジー
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115 Chs

34. Leave!

Standing Here and shouting will definitely not stop him Monica.

She ran to him. "Stop please!" She begged stretching out her hands to stop him. But Lucius did not stop Instead he pushed her to the side so she fell behind him. He pushed her gently. Even in rage he could not afford to hurt her.

"You should never disobey me." He roared raising his hands up. He concocted fire out from his hand and Clara gasped. She wanted to plead but her voice was lost. She closed her eyes accepting her death but it didn't come.

Monica did not know what drove her to do what she did but she saw herself hugging Lucius from behind. Her eyes where closed while her breathe totally stopped and then started with full force. Her heart was hammering her ribs. The thump thump sound of her heart beating was music to Lucius. It calmed him down. He finally dropped his hands down to the relief of Clara.

He tried to listen closer to the heartbeat of his mate who was just behind him. "Its OK." Monica said involuntarily rubbing his chest. Lucius turned around and kissed her. At first she didn't respond because she was shocked but after a few seconds she started to. Kiss him back. Her hands held his as their lips moved in sync.

Someone walked in just then and cleared his throat. It was Lawrence and he had been at a distance watching everything that had happened.

"My Lord." He said with a smile while Lucius looked at him annoyed because he interrupted his kiss. Monica's bent her head down getting shy. She felt awful to have been caught kissing her captor. But he was so good looking and his lips so soft she couldn't resist him for long. You can not blame her for kissing him. It was so hard for her to control herself considering how she felt drawn to him.

She sighed frustrated then she walked to her seat far at the end of the dining table with a ghost of a smile on her face.

"Yes Lawrence." Lucius answered. Lawrence was putting on a black robe a huge contrast to his pale skin. Monica wondered if he was a monk cause he dressed and looked like one. "Take a seat." Lucius offered trying not to be petty by making him stand.

Lawrence took a seat beside Lucius. While Monica had finally reached the far end of the dining table where she was asked to sit. She and Lucius sat opposite each other in a dining table that was so long it had over forty chairs. It took Monica more that three minutes to walk to the other end of the dining.

The room echoed as it was empty but she couldn't hear what Lawrence said to Lucius. She really wanted to but she couldn't no matter how much she tried. Soon she stopped trying deciding to focus on the delicacies before her. The people she saw could not poison her, they had better ways of ending her life. And If they were going to kill her she might as just eat to her fill first. She couldn't believe what was happening to her but the more time past the more it became obvious that she was not dreaming.

They were so far apart and Lucius wanted it that way. He didn't want to drag Monica into this kind of life yet. He didn't want her to hear what he would say to Lawrence although he also did not want to keep anything a secret from her. He wanted to tell her everything and anything. He felt that strongly about her but he just had to be patient. If it be possible he wanted to keep her away from all the harm that came with being his soulmate and as safe as possible. He didn't want her to suffer not even to loose a strand of hair as long as he was alive and king.

He was torn between the selflessness in love or the selfishness.