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)

What great pleasure it was for her to feel Lucius driving into her very essence, connecting physically with her and feasting on her blood. Her hips pushed against his with each thrust. She was so close. Her fingers squeezed the rippling muscles of his shoulders and his arms. She focused on the feel of his cock moving in and out of her, a piston driving hard. Her breathing hitched.


She could still feel pain. The pain that came with it being her first time But she didn't want to stop him neither did she want to slow him. She wanted him to go at his own pace to enjoy it as much as she enjoyed it. She wanted to give him satisfaction. And even as he entered into her fully she didn't want him out.


He drove faster and the moment he did, her body gripped him and a powerful release began. Lightning strikes of pleasure streaked over all the folds of her flesh and up inside her so that she was pulling on him now.


The sensations continued and her orgasm kept pulsing so that her soft cries grew louder rising to the obsidian ceiling.


Lucius shoved harder now, his length and girth hitting her even deeper than before. A second release arrived, powering over the first so that she came screaming and thrashing on the bed. He finally let go of her neck. He arched and thrust with tremendous force, grunting. He groaned, his eyes squeezed shut, as he released into her.


He looked so beautiful lying exhausted by her side, his long hair moving with his body, his white skin shiny with sweat. As he opened his eyes, the grey green shade was back.


He eased down onto her, his lips parted, his hair settling on her arms and neck.


"My God Monica." he breathed onto her neck. He fell down on top of her his head in between her bosom.


She took a deep sigh then rested her head back on the pillow. She started playing with his hair. It was longer than hers reaching up to his waist. So soft and curly. The color fascinated her, his hair was so dark with few strands of brown and yellow.


"Thank you." Lucius whispered closing his eyes.


Monica's heart leapt for joy and her smile was infectious. "For What?" She asked softly unable to dispel the smile that was plastered on her face.


Lucius rose his head up and stared into her brown shy eyes. "For coming into my life. You have given me life Monica. You are my soul as I am yours." He said and kissed her. She held him tight embracing him in the kiss.


"You are my soul too." She whispered, placing a kiss on his lips.


63. Pleasure