Married To The Devil's Son

It felt so refreshing to get clean and the hot water was very soothing, but I couldn't spend the whole day here even though I wanted to. Washing the soap off I began to dry myself with a clean towel that I found. I was surprised by how many bruises I found on my body while drying myself. I must look awful I thought.

Once I was dry I looked around for something to wear, but there was nothing. That meant that I had to walk out with only a towel. I didn't want Lucian to see my bruised body and cause him even more guilt, but since I had no other option I walked out of the bathroom and into the chamber.

There I found Lucian pacing back and forth looking disturbed and in deep thoughts that he didn't even notice my presence.

"Lucian." I called carefully.

Lucian stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. His eyes widened in surprise.

"I couldn't put my dirty clothes back on," I said explaining why I was half-n.a.k.e.d.

He stood completely still and looking appalled for a short while but then slowly something flickered in his eyes and his gaze darkened. I don't know what happened but suddenly he was standing right infront of me, so close I could smell his addictive scent.

"Good." He said grabbing my chin gently and lifting my head so that I was looking into his eyes. Then he leaned closer, "I want you n.a.k.e.d." He said in a deep husky voice that made my heart race. It had been so long since I felt this way and I just wanted him to kiss me, and do much more.

As if knowing what I was thinking he grabbed the back of my head and devoured my mouth. I sighed into his mouth at the sudden pleasure that I felt and wrapped my arms around his neck. His kiss was hot, persistent, and hungry making my legs wobble in weakness and my breath hitch.

I pushed him away slightly just to catch my breath but he held me in place and continued kissing down my jaw and further down to my neck. I shut my eyes and threw my head back feeling his hot mouth nip and suck its way up to my mouth again. This time he slid his tongue inside and the taste of him made all rational thoughts leave my mind. All I wanted was to feel him, taste him. Yes, this time I was the one that wanted him n.a.k.e.d.

I tugged at the strap on his robe to take it off but he suddenly grabbed my wrists and broke the kiss.

"Wait." He breathed heavily holding my wrists in a steel grip.

"I don't want to wait anymore. I want you." I need you.

I sounded like a desperate woman, or maybe I was but I didn't care. It wasn't a sin to want your husband.

Slowly he let go of my wrists and I thought he was going to leave, but instead, he took off his robe. It felt strange to look at his bare body, and now thinking about it even his face. Even though I knew he was Lucian it would be strange to be with him looking like this. I wanted to be with him looking like himself.

"I want to see you." I said.

He looked at me for a while, "more?" He asked then began to open the buttons on his pants.

"No, I don't mean like that." I almost panicked despite having seen him completely n.a.k.e.d. "I mean I want to see the real you, I want to see Lucian."

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Suddenly something clicked in Lucian's head. Wait! Was Hazel seducing him on purpose just to make him expose himself? But what would she get out of it? Still, he shouldn't trust her, he knew he shouldn't, not after everything he went through, but it was too late to convince himself. He already trusted her. Those innocent eyes of her told him he could trust her, told him that she would never do anything to hurt him. As he looked into those eyes he saw a reflection of his own feelings, pain, guilt and a deep longing to be together.

Yes, he wanted this woman. Not just today but everyday. He knew he was being insane but it didn't matter anymore. Everything felt right with her, it felt as if she was made for him. Made to make him feel safe, to make him feel loved and happy and forget about all the pain even if it was for a short while.

"Is it important?" He asked.

She nodded. "Yes. I want to feel you and not somebody else."

Lucian let his disguise fall off and watched Hazel's expression carefully. She looked at him surprised for a long while that he became concerned.

"Is something wrong?"

Hazel shook her head violently still her eyes wide. "No...no. You just...you just look more beautiful than I remember."

Lucian couldn't help the smile that crept to his face. To be called beautiful by this particular woman made him happy.

Then suddenly Hazel frowned and extended her hand to touch his hair. "Your hair. You cut your hair?" she said shocked.

"Yes."

"This short?!" She almost sounded upset.

Why did Lucian suddenly feel as if he was being scolded? She had just said that he was beautiful, did she change her mind? He knew that he had cut more than half his hair and now it was only a bit past his shoulders but he hoped that she wouldn't dislike it.

"You don't like it?" He asked.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at him with amus.e.m.e.nt. " You look good in whatever. I was just a little surprised." She smiled at him.

That smile again made him lose track of his thoughts. He slid one arm around her waist and pulled her against him. He didn't want to talk anymore. He wanted her, and he wanted her now.

"Do you still want me?" He asked.

She nodded blushing.

"But we have to do this quietly. You can't make a sound."

Lucian could hear Hazel's heart race inside her chest. Hell, even his heart was racing at the thought of not making a sound. He was already imagining Hazel biting her lip and digging her nails into his shoulders to stifle a m.o.a.n and he imagined himself teasing her until she couldn't stay quiet anymore.

"I can't promise." Hazel said with a heavy breath.

"You have to." He said sliding his hand up her bare leg while pressing his lips to her neck.

The thought of her promising him and then making her break her promise was very tempting.

Why did he want to play this sly game with her so badly?

"Alright." She sighed wrapping her arms around him.

"Alright, what?" He asked kissing up her jaw.

"I...I promise."

Good, he thought. Because now he wanted to play a game with her. How long would it take him to make her break her promise?