Chapter 20: Without Reservation

Laxus Dreyar had used his lightning magic to teleport them both back in the hotel room where he could give his thoughts and emotions free rein. This divine mage, Lucy Heartfilia—she didn't realize what a struggle it had been for him at the photo studio.

He wanted to teach her a lesson, but he also wanted to pleasure her. Maybe he could do both—that would be a glorious feat, he thought as he watched the small figure underneath him, her face flushed and eyes filled with desire.

"Is that all you can do?" came Lucy's alluring voice after he had aggressively kissed her.

The dragon slayer blinked, uncertain if he had heard her correctly. Had he imagined it? The celestial mage would usually protest and ask him to be gentle with her. However, she was looking at him now like she was daring him to control her, dominate her.

Before he could change his mind, he reached out to her robe and tore it open. Then, he yanked at her red bikini top and lowered his lips on her soft mounds, kissing and nipping at them one after the other. He heard her sighed in contentment, her hands buried in his hair.

"Take off your clothes," her soft voice taunted him again.

"Ah?"

"I want you to take off your clothes."

Aroused by her audacity, he drew back and pulled off his shirt. Then, he cupped her face with his hand and gazed into her eyes. He wanted to see if he could sense fear in her, but she was bold as brass.

She kept looking at his body, her tongue moistening her lips. He could hear her strong heartbeat, but she wasn't nervous. Not the least bit.

"What is it, Lucy?" he asked her.

Without answering him, she placed her hand at the back of his neck and lowered his face down on hers for another heady kiss. Laxus opened his mouth widely and used his tongue to explore hers. When he felt her bit his tongue teasingly, he growled in pleasure and pressed his body against hers.

In a swift motion, he brought her on top of him as he rolled on to his back. Breaking the kiss, Lucy pushed herself up in a sitting position and straddled him. Laxus stared at her face and tousled hair, and then he lowered his eyes and saw the red marks that he had left on her chest. He lifted his hand and skimmed the light bruises with his fingers—the sight fascinated him, yet it made him feel a little guilty.

All of a sudden, the celestial mage started fumbling with his belt. Moments later, she slid it off his pants and threw it on the floor. Then, she undid the button. But before she could unzip his pants, the dragon slayer stopped her, his hand encircling her wrist. What's gotten into her?

"Oi, Missy," he growled. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Let go," she said, trying to pull free from his grasp.

"Don't get me wrong—I like what you're doing and where this is heading, but—"

"Yeah?"

Laxus sat up and held her in his arms. Then, he laughed. "It's just—this isn't like you."

He stiffened and drew a sharp breath when Lucy leaned closer and placed soft kisses on his chest, her hands gliding along his shoulders. Then, she traveled her lips on his neck, nibbling at the skin and using her tongue to smooth her bites.

"Lucy," he murmured as he rubbed her back with his fingers. He could feel his strength dissipating from his body, which was rare under such circumstances. He felt her small hands push back his shoulders, and he fell back on to the bed.

The celestial mage stripped off the remainder of her clothes and was now completely bare in front of his eyes. She unzipped his pants and gently pulled him out. He shuddered and groaned at her touch.

Then, the celestial mage slowly positioned herself in between. Laxus held his breath as she lowered herself on him. She was hot and moist, and she made him want to abandon all of his self-control.

Unable to stop himself, he thrust himself inside her, grabbing her by the waist. Lucy moaned loudly this time, her eyes tightly shut and lips parted slightly.

"Lucy," the dragon slayer said again. He watched the rise and fall of her chest as he continued to shove himself inside her. Then, he cupped her delectable mounds with his hands and squeezed them together. He heard her whisper his name over and again as she rode his thrusts.

Laxus already wanted to come inside her. However, Lucy seemed to have other plans. She quickly removed herself on top of him, much to his dismay, and knelt on the bed. She looked at him for a moment and then cocked her head shyly. Oh.

Grinning to himself, he sat up and then positioned himself behind her. Then, she lowered her upper body on the bed and raised her shapely rear toward him. Laxus held her by the hips and slowly pushed himself inside her again. He let out a loud groan—she was much tighter in this position.

Lucy whimpered in response, welcoming him deep inside her. The dragon slayer bent forward and trailed intimate kisses on her back, sliding up his hand underneath to caress her moist flesh. Then, he straightened up again and kept ramming himself into her until the celestial mage cried out.

Moments later, he grabbed a fistful of her silky hair and turned her head to the side so he could see her face, which was now a brilliant shade of red. Her eyes remained shut as if she was enjoying the pleasure he was giving her.

"Laxus," Lucy moaned. Just by watching her expression aroused him even more. Mavis, she looked so beautiful, even when her hair was a mess and her face all red and sweaty.

"Yes, my love," the dragon slayer responded hoarsely. He noticed that her arms were already shaking from trying to support herself. He knew that he needed to stop soon.

"I… Can't… Anymore…"

He smiled triumphantly. "As you wish."

He pounded into her more roughly than before. He moved faster and faster, and then, with a groan, he finally came inside her, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. When the last of his strength had left him, he fell on the bed beside her and lay on his stomach, breathing raggedly.

Lucy stretched her limp body on the bed and heaved a sigh, her eyes closed. Laxus reached out his hand to her and pushed back her bangs. He wiped off the sweat on her forehead and then tucked loose strands of her hair behind her ear.

After a few moments, he heard his lover let out a soft snore. What the hell? Laxus snorted in amusement. Lucy had fallen asleep.

"You're unbelievable, you know that?" he whispered, pulling her closer to him. Then, he shut his eyes and decided to rest for a bit.