Chapter 39 Chapter 39
The darkness around me shifted. I saw myself standing in the middle of a vast, pale clearing, no trees, no wind. Every where was white. I tried to breathe but I felt nothing enter my lungs.
“Ailsa”
The voice came from every where and nowhere. It felt familiar, I knew I had heard that voice before. When I turned around, there was no one there and the world shifted.
The trees became dust. A woman stood at the edge of the clearing dressed in white, her face hidden beneath a hood. My throat tightened.
“Who are you?”
The woman didn’t answer instead she lifted a hand and pointed at my arm. My mark started glowing. I gasped as heat shot up my arm, racing to my shoulder. The ground trembled beneath my feet. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled.
“What are you trying to say?” I whispered clutching my arm as it burned. She pointed up and I looked up. I saw two alphas locked in combat, a silver wolf stand in over a battlefield drenched in blood and…..Lucian.
The woman in white stepped forward, her voice a whisper against the wind.
“Bound by fate…” my mark burned again. I gasped stumbling back but the woman reached out and pressed a finger to the center of my palm. The world exploded into light.
I saw a reflection. My reflection but it wasn’t the me I knew. This version of me had silver hair. A crown of moonlight on my head. A wolf shaped shadow standing behind me. I stumbled back.
“That’s not me”
“It is” the reflection whispered. “It will be. That is your destiny”
The forest trembled, the ground vibrated beneath me.
“The mark…I want it gone” I said to her.
“It cannot be gone. You have taken on your destiny and it is part of it”
“No, I don’t want it. It’s a curse, it brought chaos to Lucian’s pack. It has been causing troubles. I don’t want it” I cried out.
“It’s isn’t a curse. It’s a blessing” she said softly. “When the time comes, you’ll know”
“When is the time coming?” The reflection didn’t answer. The forest shattered.
I was standing in a battlefield. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood. Broken weapons lay scattered on the ground. The moon hung low, enormous and red. Ahead of me, two wolves circled each other.
One was enormous, covered in black fur streaked with silver, the Alpha of the shadow pack, unmistakably Lucian’s form.
The other….my breath caught. The other wolfs fur was brown, eyes glowing with silver. The wolf looked familiar but I couldn’t remember who it was.
Lucian roared and lunged. The brown wolf dodged, then lunged in return. They collided, snarling and their fangs flashed.
“Stop” I screamed. I tried to run towards them but my feet kept sinking into the ground. The brown wolf pushed Lucian and he crashed against something, blood splattering in the air.
“Lucian….stop!!” I cried again. The wolf turned and vanished.
Lucian collapsed on the ground, panting. I struggled against what was holding me back to get to him. As soon as I reached him the battlefield disappeared.
I was standing in a building covered with ancient markings. Symbols I somehow knew even though I’d never seen them before. One symbol stood out, the exact shape of my mark. My mark started burning.
“It hurts” i gasped.
“It is your destiny” a voice said.
“No. I don’t want it” a shadow disappeared and I started screaming.
I shot up in bed, drenched in sweat. My chest heaved and my hands shook. I rubbed my mark vigorously.
‘It was just a dream’ I kept repeating to myself.
I remembered some parts of the dream. The battlefield, the building and the voices. I saw my marks everywhere in the dream too. The door slammed open and Lucian crossed the room in three strides and grabbed my shoulders gently.
“Look at me” my eyes snapped up, I could see the worry and distress in his eyes.
“Lucian” my voice broke. He cupped my face.
“What happened?” I shook my head, trembling.
“I don’t know….I had a dream and it made scared me”
“What did you dream about that?” I shivered violently.
“A woman, a wolf and you. You were fighting another wolf in the battlefield” something flickered in his eyes and his jaw clenched.
“Don’t worry, it’s probably your mind playing tricks on you” I shook my head.
“It felt real Lucian. Too real” he pulled me into his arms and I sank against him, basking in his warmth. He smoothed my hair.
“It’s alright, go to sleep now. Don’t be scared” I raised my head up.
“I can’t sleep alone”
“I’ve got you” he murmured in my hair. “Nothing is going to touch you boy while I’m here”
That is not what I wanted. I wanted other things, I wanted to forget what I had dreamt and the burning in my body and only Lucian could do that. I turned to face me and pulled him and kissed him, my tongue probing his mouth.
“I want you in my bed” I said before I lost courage. He looked at me for a moment before he responded.
“I'd like that, very much” my cheeks started to redden.
I slipped off my dress, then helped him unbutton his shirt, pulling it out of his pants and taking it off him. I ran my hands over his chest, slowly moving down to unbutton his pants before pushing them down over his hips. He tried to kick them off but ended up having to sit on the bed to remove them, then kicked them to one side.
His cock was rock hard and straining. I pulled him to me in an embrace, his cock now pressed firmly against my abdomen. I kissed him tenderly, running my hands down his back.
He kissed me, gently at first then more passionately. I took his hand and placed it on my breast, I shuddered and he smiled. I didn’t know where this courage was coming from tonight.
He ran his hand over my breasts, playing with my nipples, then leaned down and took one in his mouth when it had hardened. He licked it gently eliciting a low moan from me. My hands moved down to my cock, gently teasing it but not touching then I gently took hold of his cock, sending shivers up his spine.
I slowly spread my legs for him, his eyes immediately changing a shade darker. He inserted a finger inside and massaged my vaginal walls. I moaned loudly. My clit was aching to be touched. Lucian got down on his knees and buried his face there.
I felt his stubbles on my clit and his tongue dancing around inside me. My thighs trembled. He sucked on my clit and took me over the edge. My walls swelled up and my pussy pulsed in orgasm.
"Please, don’t stop” I cried out, trashing on the bed.
“Take me, Lucian” I murmured. He leaned forward. He took hold of his cock and guided it into me.
“I’m going to take you slowly” his voice was thick with desire. He gripped his cock and inched it along my wet, open slit. He wiggled it a bit as he pushed. I moaned as I felt myself open up as he entered me. But he only put in his head, jabbing a little. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. The teasing was too much.
“Oh fuck, you're torturing me. Please..." I pleaded. "Give it to me. Fuck me, Lucian”
I grabbed his hips and gently pulled him in. He leaned forward and kissed me. I wrapped my arms and my legs around his s body as he entered me with a single thrust.
“Ohhhh” I cried out so loud, feeling him on top of me.He began gently thrusting, finding a rhythm. I was finding it hard to control. The feeling was exquisite.
I could feel the pressure building up inside me with each thrust, a groan escaping me. I tightened my muscles around him which must have sent him over the edge, his thrusts getting faster until I couldn't hold back any longer. I went rigid for a moment, crying out at the explosion of joy, my orgasm possessing me and controlling me.
"My turn I think. Lay on your back." With that I straddled him, grasping his cock in my hands, massaging him fully hard before guiding him in. I lowered myself gently on him.
"Remember slow and easy," He said and I nodded.
He let me control the movements. He lay there holding my hips firmly while I moved up and down on his cock. I took his hand and placed his thumb in the space I wanted me to gently rub. He soon picked up the rhythm, a moan escaped me as my muscles clamped hard around him . My movements became more urgent, my hips began bucking.
My breathing got heavier, then suddenly spasms shot through me violently as I came again and again. I looked at him, a dreamy look in my eyes. I clamped on him tighter, increasing my momentum until finally I exploded again. I collapsed on him, and he held me, stroking me gently. Lucian was not done and he flipped me over so he was straddling me.
He gently slid his cock in. He grabbed my hips and looked at me, there was urgency in his movements. He began with slow thrusts, making me moan loud. I guided his hand to touch my aching clit and he gently rubbed my pants increasing.
With that his thrust became more urgent and he pounded into me mercilessly. My muscles clenched, a trembling rising in my body. I had lost count of the number of times I had come this night. He continued like this, as I suddenly came, violently, wave after wave. His fingers dig in my hips and his thrusts faster, I knew he was close. He came violently, spurting wave after wave into me.
We collapsed in a heap together, spent, his breathing ragged, his body shuddering. He held him in his arms until the shuddering stopped. I was on one side, with him snuggling up behind me. He held me close to him while our breathing calmed.
He whispered something but I didn’t hear it clearly as I fell asleep.