Chapter seventeen

After Natalie had helped me shower, I’d looked through all of Lucian’s stuff and put one of his shirts on because it was big and loose against my burning skin.

I didn’t bother with a bra and slipped on a panty. Natalie wasn’t her usual bouncy self, and I thanked her for it because I wasn’t in the mood for that.

We looked through one of the human magazines and laughed at the human males that didn’t come close to the werewolf males.

While she painted my nails a silvery-white color, she asked, “Lucian said you want pups?” I sighed and nodded my head, putting some music softly in the background.

“He doesn’t want to endanger our pups,” I said and watched as she finished the last toenail. She nodded and put the nail polish aside.

“You can’t blame him. I don’t. He’s just trying to look out for his growing family.” I nodded and realized she was right. As she put all the pedicure stuff away, I realized the slight bump over her belly.

I sat up straight and gasped.

“Oh. My. God. Are you pregnant?” I said and the twinkle in her eyes returned, as she nodded.

I squealed and she came over to me and I threw my arms around her.

“I’m so happy for you Natalie. Does Nate know yet?” I asked and she shook her head.

“I wanted to do a surprise with all of you, but I guess you noticed.” She said and I had the best idea.

“I’ll help you surprise him,” I said, and she looked at me.

“I couldn’t possibly ask that of you. You’ve got your own things to do, being Luna and all,” she said.

“I want to do it with you. It’ll be fun.” I said and before she could say anything, the door unlocked, and Lucian walked in.

The minute he saw me his face began to glow.

“You look much better,” he said, and Natalie began to stand up.

“Thank you for spending time with me, Natalie,” I said, and we shared one more hug before she exited the room.

Lucian closed the door and locked it. The scent of his sweat and cologne sent my body rushing into dizzy heights of desire. I still smelled like heat and Lucian wouldn’t come near me so with shaky legs, I made my way towards him.

His back was towards me as he looked through the cupboard. I hugged him and he froze.

“Tessa.” He said in a warning tone and I sighed in defeat.

“Okay okay, I’m going to bed,” I said and peeled off from his sweaty but glorious figure.

He let out a breath and went to the shower. He never closed the door, so I looked at the mirror in the bathroom and watched as he scrubbed himself with soap.

I bit my lip and forced myself to get it together. His eyes found the mirror and caught me staring and smirked. I quickly looked away and sank down into the bed. I picked up a copy of The Reef by Nora Roberts and began reading.

I didn’t realize Lucian had gotten out of the shower until he took the book from my hands. He’d positioned himself between my legs and I felt my breath quicken.

He wasn’t wearing anything besides the silk boxers, and he reached over and switched off the bedside lamp, allowing the darkness to envelop us.

His arm circled my waist and brought my body flush against his. My body was reacting in ways it never has, burning up wherever our skin met.

He hooked my legs around his waist, and I felt the hardness of him against me.

We drowned each other with our eyes, and I ran my hands over the muscles in his arms, back, and over his chest. He watched me with an intense look in his eyes.

I swallowed and he lowered his head but before his lips touched mine, he paused.

“You know what’s going to happen if we do this, right?” I whispered and he nodded a yes. My heart beat loudly inside my chest and I raised my head so our lips could meet.

It was the most intimate kiss we’d shared. Our lips were soft, brushing against each other as if afraid to apply pressure.

The ache between my legs returned and I realized that I needed him. The pain I’d experienced was a calling to mate with Lucian.

My hands gently tugged on his hair and his arms were around me, softly pushing my body tighter against him.

The heat spread over my body as we kissed in the dark. Our lips molded together as if perfectly made for each other.

He pushed us slowly onto the soft mattress and ran his hand along the inside of my thigh. I whimpered softly and he continued his torturous way up to the cotton underwear and slid them down slowly, breaking away from the kiss.

He pulled off the shirt from my body and I arched my back to help him.

He came down and kissed me again, this time his mouth was a bit more eager.

He trailed kisses down my jaw, and to the spot where he’d mark me. He kissed it and I closed my eyes for a brief moment, enjoying the feeling.

He kicked off his boxers and I looked down at his length.

I looked at him and swallowed.

“I’m scared, Lucian,” I said softly, and he kissed me.

“I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he said and positioned himself between my legs. I closed my eyes as he slowly started his way into my heated core.

“Hold me if you need to okay?” he said, and I wrapped my arms around him, and my fingers dug into the skin of his back.

The pain was over, and he didn’t move.

“You ready?” He whispered and I nodded. The first few strokes were uncomfortable, but it faded and became a tornado of pleasure.

He was slow like he promised and buried his head in my neck. I felt his canines and my breath quickened as I felt I was near to release.

I found the exposed spot between his neck and shoulder and held my canines there until I knew we were both ready.

At the same time, we sunk into each other, and as we both released, I tasted the spicy copper of his blood, and I groaned as he licked the bite he’d left on me. We were silent as we tried to even out our breathing. The smell of sweat and our lovemaking filled the room in an erotic way.

He pulled out from me and rolled over, bringing my numb body towards him and I placed my head on his sweaty chest.

I felt a wave of tiredness wash over me and welcomed the sleep that followed, sending me into a black pit of numbness and dreamless sleep.