Miraharlson

"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."


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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.

One night with the King(Updated everyday)

Michael stared at the scene before him with wide eyes. For the first time since this evening it occurred to him that he might just be in the home of some witch and worst still that they existed. Adrian didn't look shocked at all and it hit him that he really didn't know his brother like he claimed.


"I see her." He repeated with a pained whisper. The flames in the room started to spark up and go higher. The six point star underneath them glowed slightly burning their feet. Michael shuddered. 


What the hell is going on here! He wanted to say but he found that he could not speak. His eyes remained on Elijah fixated. He felt like he was outside his body watching the happenings of the things in the room through the eyes of a third person.


"Noah!" Elijah suddenly screamed. He gasped and let go of Michael. Michael gasped moving away from him and outside the star. He supported his left hand with his right and looked up at Elijah.


"There is a problem." Elijah whispered harshly, opening his eyes. "Werewolves. She's with thewolves." He breathed in deeply. "She's in danger but we cannot save her. I feel her presence strongly but there is another within her, the alpha's."


"Werewolves? Alright I'm out of here. This just turned into a circus. Unbelievable." Michael chuckled bitterly. He couldn't believe that he had come all the way here for nothing. They were definitely playing with his mind.


"We need to get her out of there but we need help and now." Elijah said ignoring Michael. "You best start believing that this is real if you want to save your woman. Looks like your woman is in deep shit." Elijah said. He moved away from the star lost in thought. He started to contemplate on what exactly he was going to do to save Gloria.


He wasn't strong enough to go against the werewolves, Noah would tear him up. There was only one person he could ask for help. The mother of all witches. He knew he could trust her with this because if there was anything Jessica wanted most it was for witches to be the only supernatural in ocean city. She wanted the city and Noah could not lay a finger on her.


Elijah took a hold of Adrian's hands and started to chant a few spells his eyes tightly shut. "Are you coming with us." He asked challenging Michael.


Michael grunted frustrated and took his hand.


After a few seconds they appeared in front of a secluded mansion. It was just like the usual wealthy people houses in ocean city only it was in the middle of no where.


The three of them stood watching the mansion in sight. Michael could no longer question Elijah, he could only now go with the flow.


"So who's going to knock?" Elijah asked breaking the overdue silence that enveloped them. The weather was so cold they shuddered wrapping their coats around them. Michael looked at his brother at his left and Adrian shrugged, a way of saying hell no don't look at me. He gaped at him for a second shaking his head, then he turned to his left where Elijah stood shaking. The cold affected him more than it did the rest.


"You know if I was going to knock I would have already." Elijah shrugged, gaping back at him. Michael looked to the house and then back at Elijah. He had come this far and there was no way he was going to go back without any result. He noticed Elijah's shaky hands and his brows furrowed. Raising up his head he looked into his eyes,


"You are scared of her?" It was more of a statement than a question.


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