Chapter 166 FALSE SURRENDER

Chapter 166 FALSE SURRENDER
MALIA’S POV:

​Lucien’s reaction is instant and he reacts exactly how I thought he would…
​His dark gaze drops to where my fingers are moving between my thighs, and his eyes glaze over completely!The sheer, predatory hunger in his silver irises flares into a molten burn and he freezes mid-stride for a few seconds…
Then, he curses sharply under his breath and tears his eyes away from my body almost painfully. 
​"What... the hell are you doing, Malia..." his voice comes out strained and rough like he’s holding back a growl.
​I slowly retract my fingers from between my legs, pressing my thighs together just enough to keep the movement tantalizingly fluid. I pull myself up to a sitting position, softening my features and putting on the most innocent, sheepish tone I can muster…
​"I... I thought you weren't coming back here tonight," I murmur breathlessly. "I couldn't help myself, Lucien... I needed..."
​My voice trails off into a faint sigh, and I deliberately drop my gaze straight to his dark trousers…
​Yes!
​A spike of triumph pierces through the numbness in my chest. His pants are already straining! The thick outline of his arousal is already swelling aggressively against the dark fabric… He is hard, meaning he is already half-undone. Now, I just have to push him over the edge.
I have to make him take me… I have to get him to knot inside me.
​I swallow nervously and my stomach coils into a cold, uneasy knot.
​This is insane! 
My skin prickles with a sudden wave of disgust. I am no seductress… I have no idea of how this will play out. My hands are literally shaking and I am lying stark naked on the bed of the monster who slaughtered my father and brother. The mere thought of his hands on my skin makes me want to hurl!
But I squeeze my eyes shut, forcing the bile back down…
​Do it for your father, Malia… Do it for Maddox. I just have to get his blood!
​"Malia..." Lucien tries to speak quietly, but his voice comes out as a low, warning growl.
​He turns his head back towards me and his silver eyes flicker down my bare breasts, over the curve of my waist, and straight down to my hips… He curses under his breath again and his irises darken until they are almost pitch black.
​"I told you before…” he growls. "You're not allowed to touch yourself without my permission…”
​"Well... you weren't here," I purr softly and I stretch my long legs out over the sheets, leaning slightly forward so he gets an entirely unobstructed view of my naked body… ​I watch his pupils dilate further until there is barely any silver left. His jaw works silently and a thick muscle jumps in his cheek.
​"I'm here now," he mutters under his breath and finally begins taking slow heavy steps towards the side of the bed…
​Yes! It's working!!
​My pulse spikes and I brace myself, waiting for him to throw his heavy body over mine… to crash his lips onto mine with his usual feral impatience and take me!
​But suddenly, he halts.
​The dark, glazed lust in his eyes flickers, giving way to a sudden, troubled crease between his brows and a worried look settles onto his face. I try to read his mind but his thoughts are a chaotic, scrambled mess now… A tangled vortex of emotions that I can't quite piece apart.
​"We need to talk." he grits out and his hands clench into tight fists at his sides.
​Oh no… Shit!!!
​I am clearly not seducing him well enough if he is still suspecting something is up and still keen on talking… I have to do something!
​"What else is there to talk about?" I ask smoothly, tilting my head up and letting my dark hair cascade over my shoulder to frame my naked body.
​Lucien resumes walking towards me until finally he is towering over the edge of the mattress and looking down at me. "The things you said…” he practically grinds out the words and his silver eyes are searching my face with a terrifying intensity now. "You chose not to leave with that werewolf pup of yours... I thought about it all day, and it still doesn't make any sense."
​I shrug softly, letting my gaze hold his without flinching even though every inch of me is tense now! "I already told you why I didn't leave... and I meant what I said, Lucien."
​Something wild… something almost dangerous, flickers in the depths of his eyes now and before I can draw another breath, he leans down, planting one calloused hand on the mattress right beside my hip and hovering over my naked body until his face is only inches from mine. The scorching, intense heat radiating off his skin hits me like a furnace!
No… I cannot get distracted! Get it together Malia! You’re on mission here!
​"So you're saying if I let you go right now?" he whispers, his deep voice is laced with a strange desperate edge. "If I told you that you could leave this valley... you, and all your friends... you would still choose to stay here… with me?"
​There is so much disbelief laced in his tone like he is unable to fathom the idea that anyone would genuinely choose and want to stay by his side.
​I swallow hard and my heart is hammering so violently in my chest now I am sure he can hear it! I reach up with a trembling hand, letting my fingers gently touch the side of his rough, stubbled jaw.
​“Even then, I still wouldn't leave your side, Lucien..."
​The words tumble out of my mouth with a terrifying ease and for a split second, my chest aches with a strange pang… There’s a sickening whisper in the back of my mind that perhaps a real part of me actually means it! But I brutally crush the thought into ash. It's just a lie… There’s no way I still want to be with him after what he did… Right? 
​"Why?" Lucien asks suddenly and his silver eyes drop to my lips for a fraction of a second before snapping back to my eyes. His entire massive frame is coiled so tight now it feels as if he is about to violently combust right in front of me! He is wound up too tight and he’s still thinking… I have to get him loose somehow, get him to trust me completely.
​"Because..." I start, staring directly into those intense silver eyes. It's time to strike the final blow.
​My hand glides smoothly down from his jaw, trailing over the thick muscles of his neck, down his broad shoulder, and resting gently over the heavy, thumping rhythm of his heartbeat on his chest.
​"Because I'm in love with you, Lucien..."
​Lucien goes still and my own heart drops straight into my stomach! a wave of cold, blind panic washes over me!
​Shit! Why did I say that... Was that too much? Or too desperate! Telling him I love him?! Did I blow it?!
​For three excruciating seconds, Lucien remains entirely frozen, staring down at me like he has just been struck by lightning and when he finally opens his mouth, his voice comes out strained and barely audible.
​"You... what?"
​"Yes..." I whisper softly. I already said it, I might as well go all out...
Lucien's brows furrow deeply, and his voice turns hoarse. "That can't be right... There's no way you..."
​"I love you, Lucien," I repeat with my voice firmer now and my tone drops into a hypnotic purr.
​I let my hands slide lower, dragging my soft fingers over the hard plane of his stomach and stopping just inches above his dark, straining trousers.
​"All this time... I've been lying to myself. I've been fighting this bond because I was scared," I lie smoothly, watching his chest rise and fall in ragged, uneven bursts. "You were right all along. I do belong to you... We belong together… I am tired of ignoring how I feel. Don't you feel it too?"
​Lucien swallows hard and his eyes never leave mine, but the light behind them transforms into something utterly unreadable… a dark, turbulent storm of raw emotion.
​Shit! Is he buying it or not?!!!
​I try to read his mind again, but his thoughts are even more scrambled than before to form anything coherent. Desperate to tip the scales, I reach out with my other hand, aiming to cradle his cheek again…
But then… 
​Snap!
​In a fraction of a second, Lucien’s calloused hand shoots out and catches my wrist in mid-air! His grip around my skin is firm, and inescapable!
​My heart leaps in my chest. Oh no… He’s caught on to my lies!!
​But instead of shoving me away, Lucien yanks my wrist violently upward, bringing it straight to his mouth and he presses his lips against the sensitive pulse point inside my wrist, kissing it roughly!!
​I gasp as the dark, searing heat of his mouth comes in contact with my skin but he doesn't stop! His lips trail up my arm in a path of frantic, bruising kisses, moving over my arm, ascending the curve of my shoulder, and pinning my head back as his mouth burns against the bare skin of my neck!!!
​"You'll be the death of me, Little Mate...” he groans against my skin and before I can draw air into my lungs, he grabs my waist with both hands and yanks my naked body completely into his arms!
​I let out a soft yelp as he lifts me off the mattress like I weigh nothing at all, shifting me into the center of the massive canopy bed. Then, his massive frame descends over me and… The dam breaks completely!!!
Lucien’s mouth slams over mine with a fierce, punishing intensity with his tongue instantly parting my lips to claim the wet, hot cavern of my mouth! It is not a gentle kiss… It is desperate and passionate… It feels as if he is trying to pour every unspoken word, every ounce of his chaotic emotions into my very soul through his lips! He holds my face between his broad hands, kissing me until my head spins and I am gasping for air against his mouth.
​He touches me everywhere… His calloused palms slide over my breasts and throbbing nipples, down my ribs until he's gripping my hips with a possessive, bruising force that leaves red marks on my skin and as I writhe beneath him, my mind is torn!
One half of my heart is screaming in horror, reminding me that this man is a monster, that I should hate every second of his hands on my flesh. But the other intoxicated half… the wild, traitorous bond linking our souls… thrums to life under his touch, sending electric shudders straight to my core.
​I bite down on my own inner cheek, furious at myself as a rogue moan escapes my throat… No Malia! Stop enjoying this! You are trying to deceive him!
​Caught in the wild thrum of his passion, Lucien pulls away from me just long enough to yank his clothes off and in seconds, his shirt, and trousers are tossed carelessly onto the floor, exposing the magnificent, scarred expanse of his hard, muscular body… His massive cock springs forward, hard and ready and… Goddess help me… I’m not so sure who between the both of us is getting seduced! This is bad...
No… Focus on the plan, Malia!
​Lucien settles back between my thighs with his heavy weight pressing me into the plush mattress. He drops his head down, trailing hot, wet kisses down my stomach until he pulls my hips towards his face and buries his face between my legs hungrily!
​His tongue strokes over my swollen throbbing core and when I gasp and try to pull my legs close together he grunts and grips my hips firmly to stop me from squirming! His tongue strokes on my wet core intensifies and my back arches off the bed while a high-pitched whimper tears from my throat!The pleasure is instant and already threatening to drag me under a wave of total ecstasy and oblivion…
​I feel the tight, sharp coils of an orgasm building rapidly… I am mere seconds away from shattering and melting like jelly in his hands!
​No! Not like this! He needs to knot! I need his blood…
​Before the wave can crash over me, I reach down with both hands, grabbing thick handfuls of his dark hair and pulling his head up away from my thighs.
​Lucien looks up at me with his silver eyes completely wild and dark with intoxicating lust, his lips are glistening with my own slickness “What’s wrong…” he pants.
​I bite my lips and blink down at him between my legs with my heart pounding.
​"Please, Lucien..." I whisper and my voice cracks until it’s a ragged, breathy plea. “I need you… I can't wait anymore. I want to come on your cock. Please..."