Chapter 206

When she had felt Lucien beginning to tire, his grip on her loosening, Elain told him to put her back on the ground. She had then guided him down onto the soft earth, moving atop him as he settled back against the leaves. She wasn't through with him yet, and she still wanted him inside of her. Lucien's eyes followed her in the dark and an instant later, he'd created a little ball of faelight and set it hovering above them.

"Oh…" Elain braced her hands against his chest as she felt his own hands settle against her lower back, holding and guiding her movements as she began to shift over him. She bit her lip as she met his eyes in the warm light, and she began to move more quickly. She could feel Lucien's eyes still on her when she lifted her own gaze, allowing herself to look around the place that he had brought them to. She could see it better now with his faelight illuminating the space around them, and it was beautiful.

"Do you like it?" he asked, and she knew that he'd somehow gleaned what she had been thinking. Elain nodded, maintaining her rhythm.

"Yeah…" she breathed, her eyes moved over the branches above them, linking together from several trees to create some kind of latticed arch. Crimson leaves continued to fall from it, circling around them, and Elain thought that it all looked precisely what she had always imagined a fae home would look like when she had been mortal. "I like it…" she looked back down at him, her hips still moving quickly and deliberately. "Do you like this?"

"Ah, fuck, Petal…" Lucien's strong hands gripped her hips tightly, and she let him begin to pull her onto himself, "Fuck, yes…"

Grinning, Elain watched him as she continued to ride him. It wasn't often that she managed to draw such language out of him like that, and it filled her with all kinds of confidence. With a wicked grin, she ever-so-slowly raked her nails down his chest, her eyes still on his face as she did so. "Ah! Cauldron boil and fry me…" he groaned, his eyes closing as his head tilted back. Elain grinned again and looked back up to the trees as she continued to move on him.

Her eyes followed the elegant smooth trunks of the large trees as they reached for the sky, and she looked at the way the branches of the trees reached for one another. High above her the branches found one another and they had interlocked, weaving in and out and around one another. It was quite beautiful, and she knew that she wanted to come back here in the daylight to have another look. She could kind of tell what colours the leaves were, but she knew that they would be far more magical with the light of day. Lucien could come with her, she decided, looking back down at him with another smile. She supposed that she would be able to find a use for him once he had accompanied her into the trees.

"Did you used to come here a lot?" she asked, surprised that her own voice was rather breathless now. He nodded, seemingly unable to open his eyes, and Elain watched the strange expressions work their way across his face. "Does it look even better in the light?"

He did open his eyes to look at her then, his fingers digging into her hips a little. "Y-yeah…" he met her gaze and Elain grinned, "Are you really going to talk to me about trees right now?"

"Well, I…" Elain slowed her movement, holding herself carefully over Lucien. She felt him try to lift his hips to meet her, and she pressed her hands more firmly into his chest, holding him down and in place "I think they're quite beautiful…" She lowered herself slowly onto him again, biting back a satisfied groan as he filled her once more. "I wish to see them in the daytime…"

"Uh… yes…" Lucien's hands pulled at her, guiding her hips then, "Yes… tomorrow…"

"Do you swear?" She asked, and he nodded. Elain knew that focusing on this was the only thing keeping her from losing it entirely. She had wanted to hold off just a little, letting Lucien unravel first, so that he would be ready when she unleashed her own desires. They had been simmering beneath her skin since she had first heard the drums begin earlier that afternoon, and she knew that she was going to be relentless and demanding. Now that Lucien was driven half wild himself, Elain knew that she would be able to lose herself in him.

When Lucien met her eyes then, Elain knew that he'd read her down the bond. She could feel the answering Yes as he held her gaze and, before she could so much as smile in response, he had pulled her down and rolled her beneath himself. That metallic eye clicked and whirred as Lucien pressed Elain down into the soft earth, his eyes on her face as one of his hands lifted to brush her messy hair back from her face. "I am here for everything you want…" his words were gentle, but they met the fire moving though Elain's blood and she nodded in response. "All you'll have to do, Petal," He told her, "is think it… and I'll know."

"O-okay." She nodded again, her breath catching when Lucien thrust himself between her thighs once again, and her hands clutched at his back. Elain's nails scratched at his skin as he began a quick rhythm, and her heart beat wildly in her chest. She was surprised then, when Lucien brought one of his large, strong, hands up and he gripped her throat tightly. Her eyes widened as she met his gaze, and liquid heat pooled between her legs. This was exactly what she wanted.

Lucien seemed to understand that and his eyes moved rapidly back and forth as he took in her expression. She felt him brush at her through the bond, and she sent every appreciative emotion she could down it at him. With his hand still at her throat, Lucien held in place with the other as he set about fucking her harder than he had in weeks, and Elain closed her eyes, absolutely loving it.

Yes. She thought, pushing her thoughts toward Lucien, wanting him to know how much she was enjoying this. Yes, fuck me. Just like this. Harder. Fuck me in the dirt. Take me. I love it. I love this. Do whatever you want to me. I love you in control.

Knowing that he could hear her made Elain just about ache with pleasure. She wanted more. She could feel Lucien's grip on her tightening, feel him shifting over her. Then, without warning, he had grabbed her and flipped her over onto her stomach beneath him. Elain gasped as her cheek was pressed into the soft earth, and she drew a deep breath of those decaying leaves as Lucien's hands lifted her hips into a better position for himself, and then he was fucking her again. One of those hands slid up her back and then came back around to grip her by the throat again, and Elain groaned her pleasure as her entire body responded to her mate's actions. Her fingers dug into the dirt as she jolted again and again with every one of Lucien's rough thrusts into her body, and she panted as she tried to draw breath.

Yes. She thought, Yes. More…

When Lucien brought his other hand up from Elain's hip to seize a handful of her hair, pulling her head back, she knew that she was reaching her edge. "Yes…" she groaned, wanting him to actually hear her. His rhythm didn't change in the slightest, and mere seconds later her entire world went white. She wasn't aware of what she had done with her body, and she hadn't realised that she had screamed, but she could hear the sound and somehow knew that it was her own voice. Then, there was nothing but that soft earth against her cheek again and the intoxicating scent of decaying leaves.