Chapter 183

Pressing a hand firmly against Elain's back, Lucien pulled at the laces of his pants with the other. When he got them loose enough, he pulled them off before returning his hand to her back, sliding slowly up her spine to the back of her neck. Pushing her feet even further apart, Lucien made a show of adjusting her into a position that would best suit his purpose, his left hand sliding across her hip, fingers caressing her soft skin.

He could feel the bong tugging at Elain, feel her struggling with it, and he knew what she wanted. "Now that we're here, mate." He breathed, fingers tracing her spine, "What do you want of me?"

Elain's cheek was pressed against the bedspread, and Lucien watched her hands glide along the smooth material, up above her head. "I…" she panted, and her hands clenched on that bedspread, holding tightly, "I…"

"Do you want me inside of you?" he tried to keep his voice mild, but his mouth had gone dry at the sight of her bent before him, and Lucien could feel himself growing harder by the second. She nodded, her eyes closing.

"Y-yes…"

"How much?" he asked, his own eyes closing at the touch of his own hand moving over his hard length.

"a-ah…" Elain didn't seem to be able to form words, but she pulled at him down the bond, and Lucien opened his eyes as he stepped closer to her. Sliding his hand down Elain's back, he bent his knees just a little as he spread her open and positioned himself correctly.

"Is this what you want?" he asked, and she nodded, lifting her head as she braced herself with her arms before glancing over her shoulder at him. Lucien could feel her need, burning hot down the bond and he felt his heart quicken in response to her desire. She wanted him, and she didn't want him to be gentle. Elain wanted the bond to be reinforced, she wanted to feel that she was his as much as he was hers. He could do that. "Command me, my love…" he breathed.

"Fuck me." Elain whimpered, clenching handfuls of the bedspread in her hands, "Fuck me, Lucien."

That was all the instruction Lucien needed. He pressed forward, sliding himself straight into Elain's deliciously sweet heat. She made a low sound, deep in her throat, and Lucien's heart raced. One of his hands went to the back of her neck, holding her pinned as he withdrew and then thrust again. She was so delightfully wet, and every move me made was easy and smooth and he couldn't help a groan of his own.

"Ahh…" Elain dragged half of the bedspread toward herself, pushing herself up as Lucien thrust again, "Ah... yes…"

Lucien smiled at her reaction, pleased that she liked what he was doing. Then he remembered that she hadn't wanted him to be gentle, and he tightened his hand at the back of her neck again, pushing her back down against the bedspread. Holding her pinned there, unable to push herself up again, Lucien quickened his movements, thrusting into her over and over while Elain could do nothing but groan and urge him on.

After several minutes, Lucien pulled out of Elain and slid both of his hands to her waist before he quickly flipped her over onto her back. She gave a startled gasp, looking up at him and he gave her a wicked grin. "Thought you might like to watch your mate have you." He purred, and a shiver of excitement reached him down the bond. He slid his hands down her thighs, lifting them and spreading them wide again before he pushed back into her. She gave a loud cry, lifting her hands as if to reach for him, and Lucien bit his lip.

Sending two of his phantom hands to pin Elain's wrists by her head, while his own two hands went to her hips, Lucien tightened his grip on her, pulling her to meet his thrusts as he was unable to resist a grunt with every move he made. Elain was groaning, her breath seemingly coming more and more quickly as he increased his pace. If it were possible, Lucien thought he might have been growing even harder as he watched Elain spread out before him, and he could feel her excitement at being able to do nothing but lay there and watch him fuck her. Knowing that she would enjoy it even more, Lucien set another phantom hand to her throat. Elain's eyes widened slightly, and she made another sound deep within her as he adjusted his angle, pulling Elain even closer to the edge of the bed. She was burning hot down the bond, and he watched as her skin flushed a pretty shade of red. The sounds coming out of her were growing more and more high pitched, and Lucien could feel how much she was enjoying this whole situation. Keeping her pinned at both her wrists and throat, Lucien maintained his rhythm, his hands firm at her hips, and his eyes on her face. Elain's usually sweet doe brown eyes were clouded with what he recognised as clear lust, and he marvelled at how that simple detail could change her whole appearance. It made him want her even more. But not like this.

Lucien did not enjoy holding Elain down. After a moment's consideration, he released the phantom hands and loosened his tight grip on her hips. Bringing one knee up onto the bed, then Lucien moved carefully over Elain. She looked up at him with a smile, and he enjoyed the way that her arms came immediately around her neck. "Have you had enough of that?" he asked, lips hovering over hers. He felt the brush of her down the bond, and knew that she was trying to read him.

"Of that?" she breathed, "… but definitely not enough of you." Her hand moved through his hair, and Lucien held her eyes as she smiled at him again, "What is it that you want, mate?"

Lucien snaked an arm beneath Elain and lifted her to himself before moving up the bed to lay her gently against the pillows. "I want your hands on me while I fuck you." He murmured, lips against her ear. An instant later one of Elain's soft hands moved down his back and he felt her give a soft laugh beneath him.

"Alright…"

Sliding one of his own hands up her thigh, Lucien lifted it and brought it up to hook around his waist and he pushed himself inside of her once again. He enjoyed the panted breath she released against his cheek as her other hand carded though his hair and she held him close. As he began to move steadily inside of her, Lucien felt Elain clutch at him and his heart began to beat so quickly and heavily that he thought he might break a rib. This was what he enjoyed. The freedom to be with his mate in such a way that he could hear her reactions to everything he did, as well as feel her response to him. He liked feeling her hands on him as she stroked him and pulled at him and held on tightly as she desperately tried to bring him closer, seeking more of what he could do for her. Lifting one of his own hands to her cheek, Lucien brushed her gorgeous hair back from her face, deciding that he would remind her exactly what it was that he could do for her.