CHAPTER 7
For all you Nalu fans alover the world.
"Wow I bet these books cost a fortune," Lucy said as she pulled one off the shelf. Natsu had convinced Lucy to sneak out of the dinner party to look at some books in the study. It was pretty easy, since she had a love for books. Her hand froze on the book, that she put back as she heard the door lock. She didn't turn around. "I should have known." Lucy muttered. The sofa stood behind her. She could hear Natsu drop into it. "Shouldn't trust a dragon slayer whose in heat Luce." She turned towards him now. She slowly approached straddling him, as she placed her arms around his neck. Natsu purred and grinned. He was about to lick her lips, when she smacked him in the face. "What the-" Natsu began to say. "Your not the only one with tricks up your sleeve dragon boy." Lucy whispered. Natsu growled. She tried to get off him, but he held her by the hips roughly.
Lucy stilled as she challenged him silently. "Your going to have to do better than that." "Your not going anywhere blondie," he said huskily nibbling her neck. She used her forefinger, and pushed his fore head so he would face her. He kissed her forefinger and nibbled on it. "We could be here all night Natsu, but I'm not giving you that satisfaction." "I like a challenge Lucy. I'm just gonna have to find another way." His hands slowly went under her red dress. Before Lucy could protest, he raised the dress over her head revealing red and black lace. He caressed her skin and whispered. "Gyrate for me." She cupped his face and kissed him. "Not on your life." Grinning, he showed off his dangerous fangs, as he unclasped her bra in one swift motion. "Will see about that." Flinging the bra somewhere, he bit her breast playfully. Lucy shrieked, as Natsu chuckled. "Gyrate for me" he whispered again. Lucy felt herself giving in to her body's urges. Slowly she obeyed. Eyes closed, her hands fondled her own breast. Natsu groaned at the sight.
His member throbbed painfully. He couldn't take it anymore. He had to have her now. Ripping off her underwear, he wasted no time thrusting into her. Lucy moaned as he went fast and rough. He bit down on her neck, leaving a small purple mark on her neck. Satisfied, knowing she hated when he did that. "Stop resisting Luce. You know you love it, each time we do it." She groaned. "You-"he thrusted at each word "Are-" "Mine." At that moment they both came.