Disclaimer: I do not own City of Bones or its characters, I simply make them submit to my whims. Before we begin, here's some shout outs.

oesteffel: Thank you for asking questions and your kind words. I'm glad you liked the smut in thirteen and fourteen. I agree that this version of Luke is very sexy, I hope he lets me write more scenes like fourteen, lol. :)

Guest: Thank you. I wouldn't say I have a gift, but it's kind of you to say I do.

Guest khadijah: thank you very much. I also think they should do more Luke/Clary afflictions. I hope you continue to love this story. :)

Clary P. O. V

I shifted uncomfortably beside Luke as we sat at the table. We were currently being stared at like we had two heads. Or in Luke's case, like that wanted to do something very violent.

"So, you're students here?" I asked, trying to cut through the tense silence.

"Yes." The darker haired female, the only other female in the room, replied shortly.

"Fascinating place, you're lucky to get to live here."

"Lucky? We're chosen to be brought here, from the moment of our birth. Its our job, our life."

"Ah. Well, the food is very good."

"Yes, it is." Luke grudgingly agreed after I subtly elbowed his side. The night was awkward enough without him being tense because there are other males in the room.

"So, what do you do for fun?" I asked, hoping Luke wouldn't go wolf on the 'competition' at the dinner table. Competition. Ha! As if they could be even half of the man Luke was, wolf or no wolf.

"We hunt things that give mundanes nightmares. When would we have time for anything fun?" The rude teen snapped.

"Okay, then. . ." I mumbled awkwardly. What now? I had thought that was a safe topic, but evidently it wasn't.

"Alec, she is a guest." Hodge reminded the teen.

"Yeah, yeah. So, you've said." 'Alec' moodily retorted.

The teen I had encountered outside the bathroom, the one with hair that resembled lions mane, strode into the room and took a seat beside the pretty student. "Sorry I'm late, had some business to attend to."

I forced myself not to stiffen up, Luke would notice and I couldn't explain the bathroom incident without someone losing limbs. I pretended to pay attention to the small talk the Shadowhunters made, the inside jokes they shared and waited until it was acceptable to excuse myself.

"Well, thank you for dinner, but I should be resting. Luke," I stood, glancing at my wolf.

He rose from his seat and followed me out of the hall as the other occupants called half decent parting words.

"Are you tired?" Luke asked as we walked toward our room. That's right, he'd moved into the room with me, complete with a small suitcase of our clothes.

I shook my head and raised up in my tip toes to plant a soft kiss on his lips. I pulled back to check his expression, see if he was catching on to my thoughts.

I had his full attention. It was a heady feeling.

"I was thinking, you've been focusing on me and my pleasure since we mated. Tonight, I want to learn how to please you." I murmured, peeking at his face with a small blush. He was being very quiet.

His eyes had widened and darkened slightly. "You wish to know how to bring me pleasure?"

"Yes." I answered honestly. I had once asked Simon about blow jobs. I didn't know what they were at the time, I'd over heard a few guys talk about blow jobs and girls giving them to guys. I asked Eric, a school mate, but he said to ask Simon. I did. . .and couldn't look him in the eye for five days afterward.

By the time I returned to the present, Luke was bare from the waist down. My mouth watered and heat pooled in my lower region at the sight of his impressive length.

I wanted to touch it, touch him, but this was about him and his pleasure. "Tell me what you want me to do. I am yours."

"The first thing you want to do is make sure you lubricate very well. Lick as much and often as possible, spread it with either hands or mouth, not picky on which. Once I am well coated, you can take me into your mouth, slowly, fold your lips over your teeth for now. This will make the sliding motion smoother and prevents accidental painful scrapes. Take your time and go only as far as you are comfortable with, breathe through your nose normally." His commentary was cut off with a groan as I took him into my mouth as directed.

I inched down his length, stroking what I couldn't fit just yet with my hands. I paused nearly halfway down and took a breath, then slowly withdrew until only the tip of him was in my mouth and pushed forward again. It took a few strokes, but I found a rhythm I was comfortable with. I had the urge to swirl my tongue around the tip, just to see what he'd do. The result was a sound between a moan and a growl, that went straight to my pussy.

I alternated between twirling my tongue on him and sucking as I continued. One of his hands fisted in my hair, not pushing or pulling, just staying there. At some point, I decided to go faster and try a little deeper. Luke's fingers tightened and a choking noise escaped his throat as I drew another five inches of him into my mouth and a tad down my throat.

I took normal breaths and kept going, not letting myself panic at the strange feeling. My mate growled, moaned, groaned and cussed in his rough voice. Each dirty word heated my lower half and made wetness pool in my nether regions.

It was a heady feeling, having him under my power, bringing him pleasure and wringing those deliciously sinful noises from him.

Suddenly, he growled and pulled my hair just hard enough to grab my attention. "That is enough, mate, I will come in your pussy, not your mouth."

A new wave of heat flashed in my pussy, and my walls clenched at the gravelly note to his voice. God, I loved it when he got like this! I wanted him, needed him, NOW!

"Luke," I moaned. "Want you, need you. Need."

Luke growled, lifting me up and tossing me on the bed, then quickly crawled up until he covered my body with his. I whispered with want, my legs parting and rubbed my body on everything of his body I could reach.

He roughly grabbed my hands and forced then over my head, his eyes glowing a brilliant gold and a growl vibrating in his chest. I kept them where they were, his hands moving to the rest of my body and manhandling me into position. My pussy pulsed in excitement, I loved this new Luke so far. So commanding, so wild. He bent my knees and folded my legs so a knee went to either side of my head and without another word, plunged into me.

I screamed, the slight pain adding to the intense pleasure of the sudden invasion to my body. He set a slightly brutal pace, not allowing me to adjust to the object giving me the most intense pleasure of my life.

The bed shook, the headboard cracking very audibly against the wall. My legs trembled, the incredibly loud slap of flesh joined the chorus of our mating song. My Luke drove into me, our hips jarring with the force of his brutal thrusts. I screamed and clawed at the sheets, my toes curling with every single thrust as his length stroked every inch of my pussy. His growls escalated to loud snarls, his face contorted with animalistic pleasure.

Time, space, everything ceased to exist outside our embrace. Nothing mattered but our sweat gathered on my chest, our voices mingling in our ecstasy, our bodies writhing and fucking mercilessly on our bed.

Lights flashed behind my eyelids, walls blew to smithereens in my mind as my climax hit me so hard I stopped breathing for a few moments.

Luke's hips stutters, his pace becoming erratic, and then his arms stiffened around my shoulders. His hot seed shot into my willing body, his head thrown back and a howl ripping from his throat. He was savagely beautiful. Mine.

I lay in place, reduced to a trembling, sweating mess of a puddle. I was tired, but I had never felt more alive, or satisfied.

I don't even remember falling asleep.