Lucius' silver eyes alone portrayed so many emotions at hearing you utter those three words. They seemed to stare straight into your soul as he took in what you had said and he seemed to breath out a breath that he had been holding; as if every stress of the world was coming off of his shoulders at once. Tenderly, he cupped your face in both of his hands, causing you to only look directly into his eyes as he spoke, "Oh darling, I love you too," he said as he leaned in to kiss you so intensely, it felt like your heart was melting out of your chest and into his own to combine as one. "I knew that night I met you in that garden that you were different, in the best way, but never did I realize I'd find the woman that I love."
Hearing him repeat the words back to you and his admission was everything. You never knew in your wildest dreams that you would ever find love, let alone a love that was so passionate that it completely dominated any romance you could ever read about in your novels. A love like this was rare amongst high society, and now that you had it, you would never let it go.
A few more happy tears fell down your cheeks, which Lucius immediately wiped away with his thumbs, and then he held you tightly against his body, your head resting against his chest as he held you, his heart beat strong and beautiful in your ear. You felt him kiss the top of your head and whisper "angel" as he continued holding you for what felt like an age. Soon, with one last kiss, he released you, did up the fastenings of his trousers, which had still been undone after your intense coupling, and then took you by the hand to silently lead you upstairs. However, this time he didn't lead you directly to his bedroom like he normally did, he led you to the most grand and stunning library you had ever seen in a home. There was already a crackling fire going in the epic fireplace and the golden glow of it, and the glow of a large chandelier above, cast all of the book shelves, books and plush chairs in a comfortable golden hue. Even if you lived a hundred years, you didn't think you'd ever be able to read all of the books that were in the library. You could spend forever in here and never leave.
"Lucius, this is amazing," you breathed out as you ran your hand over some gorgeous, leather-bound books that had Latin on the spines.
"I'm sorry for not showing it to your earlier," he said, his eyes glimmering as he noticed your shock and awe, "However, we've been…preoccupied normally," he smirked. "I hope you can make use of this place one day. One day soon." You smiled softly back, so in love with this man, and Lucius took your hand once more and led you over to a plush, red velvet couch in front of the fireplace. Your eyes were still taking in your incredible surroundings, and then finally you turned to your left where Lucius sat beside you and you noticed he had been looking at you the entire time with nothing but adoration on his face as he admired you. "You make me feel like the luckiest man in the world, to have your love," he said, causing your heart to throb for him.
"Im the lucky one," you said as you held his warm hand in your own. "You've done so much for me. Granted me my…favor…, taught me so much about passion and pleasure, protected me, cared for me, understood me…you're everything I had ever dreamed of Lucius."
You could tell your words touched him more than anything, as his silver eyes sparkled with wetness, almost as if he could shed a tear. Or perhaps it was just the glow of the fire reflecting in his beautiful eyes.
And despite being on a high of incredible feelings, the words that Lucius had said mere minutes before echoed in your mind, 'I will find a way. I promise.' A promise from him to find a way to stop your wedding to the horrible Viscount.
"How can we stop the wedding though?' You said, becoming a bit worried again despite having all faith in Lucius. "Do we run away?"
You were quite serious too, since you couldn't comprehend another way out..for either of you.
Lucius seemed to slightly laugh at the mere notion at running away, although the slight gleam in his eye made you think that he wouldn't much mind that at all actually. However he spoke.
"I've already had a thought run through my mind…but…" he said but then looked down, as if concerned to iterate further.
"What is it Lucius?" You said holding his hand a bit tighter, letting him know it was okay to speak his mind. That you would still love him no matter what.
"It's only that…I worry about what you might think of me…of my character…" he said as his eyes looked away and into the fireplace as if pondering.
You couldn't understand what he was thinking that could make you question his character. He was nothing but the gentleman and a good man.
"Tell me," you said gripping his hand a bit harder and rubbing comforting, light touches with your thumb.
He breathed out a sigh, "Well, I knew it wasn't a concern about money. I have enough money to provide for you even more than the Viscount can. The concern is my reputation…" he said, his eyes becoming sad as he talked about how the ton shunned him for the rumors about what happened to his wife. "However, I have the document…the divorce papers…if I were to somehow release them…to show society that my wife is alive and well, but that we divorced because of her adultery…my reputation would be healed…"
You were holding your breath as he continued to talk. "But…I'm a man of my word and I told her that I would keep the divorce a secret. To protect her reputation," he said as he looked down, as if he felt trapped by his own loyalty. "I never cared about the fact that my reputation was damaged by it all, even though I am innocent. I had made a promise to my former wife and I didn't mind keeping it…until I met you…and until I started thinking about making you mine and taking you away from the Viscount. Unfortunately, because the ton still think me guilty of doing something most foul to my former wife, I knew I'd never be able to have you. Officially."
Your mind was reeling. Not only from this plan, which could actually work, but because he was worried about what you would think of him after he broke his word to his former wife. And then suddenly you were angry. Not at him. No never at him. But at his past wife. His entire life had been practically ruined. Everything but his money had been taken away from him because of her disloyalty and because of her betrayal. And while you thought Lucius to be the greatest of gentlemen, him keeping her secret was now coming between your love. And you just wouldn't stand for that.
"Lucius," you said softly but firmly, causing him to look back into your eyes with his own conflicted ones, and you hated seeing the pain there. "I could never think badly of your character because of this…if anything it makes me more enraged that your former wife has caused you so much pain because of her indiscretions. Yes, you've been a man of your word and have kept her secret, but it has also caused your life to be ruined, and that isn't fair either."
Lucius seemed to be holding his breath as you spoke, almost as if he desperately had been needing to hear this for a while. "And yes…of course I know that it would also benefit us…and our love…and would possibly be a way out of my betrothal, but even if that weren't the case, I don't think you should let your former wife ruin your reputation…for the rest of your life."
Lucius swallowed and squeezed your hand back just as tightly as you were holding his. "You're right my love, keeping this secret has cost me…essentially everything. I thought I was doing the right thing. And I guess I was, but for her, not for me."
"We both deserve to be happy," you said as you leaned closer into him, wanting him close in every way possible. "Being with you, and experiencing passion and love with you, has taught me that," you said, almost wanting to cry again at admitting how much that was true.
"Oh my darling," he said as he leaned in to rest his forehead on yours, his eyes closing briefly, "you are right. Completely right. And I think I've been waiting for someone to say that for so long…"
"You deserve happiness Lucius," you said as you leaned back a bit again so you could look into his eyes.
"As do you my love," he said, leaning in to kiss you softly. "And I want to be the one to provide you that to you."
"I need that more than anything Lucius," you said breathing hard at this point, knowing that you had perhaps had found a way forward with Lucius in an official capacity, and also because the urge to have him right then and there was so strong as all of your emotions were so built up from the conversation.
Lucius' own breathing was just as hard as he reached one of his hands to cup your flushed cheek, and look at you intensely. "And as I've mentioned…the thought of another man touching you…being with you…is something I can't stand the thought of," he said as he kissed you deeply then, his hand that was cupping your cheek slightly going down to wrap around your neck slightly with a firm and yet gentle grip. "You're mine." He said so deeply and quietly it was almost as if he was saying it to himself and not aloud.
"Yes," you breathed out, in answer to his own practically silent declaration. You belonged to him completely. And you knew he felt the same as well about belonging to you.
You both kissed for what seemed like an age on the velvet couch you had been sitting on, the heat from the crackling fire in front of you only adding more heat to what your bodies were now feeling yet again whenever you kissed or touched, or were merely in the presence of each other.
The grip he had on your neck was tightening but soon his hand moved further down again so that he could cup your breasts through the thin fabric of your nightgown. The feel of your breasts under his hand causing him to groan in satisfaction as he kissed you.
He continued caressing you and kissing you, but before long, you knew he needed to have you and you were once again on the same wave length. "Come here," he said almost impatiently, as he took your hand in his and knelt both of you to the ground so that you were now both kneeling on the plush rug that was in front of the fire.
A thrill ran through your body, knowing that he meant to take you right then and there, on the rug, in this grand library right in front of the romantic fire. It was as if one of your romance novels was coming to life, although every time with him felt so divine it was almost fantasy.
You quickly removed your nightgown, and watched in pure ecstasy as he unbuttoned his shirt slowly and remove it so that it was off and his muscled chest and abdomen were on display. What a sight he was.
"Lay back darling," he commanded gently, as his silver eyes raked over your naked body as if he meant to devour you. And devour you he did. The moment you laid your body back upon the plush rug, Lucius was immediately between your legs, consuming you as if you were the best thing he had ever tasted, and based on the sounds of pleasure he was making as he feasted upon you, you perhaps were the best thing he had ever tasted.
"Oh Lucius," you said as you closed your eyes and arched your back into the pleasure you were receiving from his lips and tongue as he licked and sucked you with such perfect precision you were already seeing stars.
"Mmmm," he moaned upon your womanhood, causing sweet vibrations to coarse through your entire body and soul. You couldn't help it as your hips began moving a bit, rutting against his mouth, causing extra friction.
You noticed Lucius himself was rutting his own hips a bit, surely causing some friction to be felt on his hardened manhood. The sight of it causing your inside walls to already start trembling. And then with those gorgeous, silver cat-like eyes which looked at you with adoration, Lucius added in two of his fingers into your core, his mouth never leaving your clit as he did so. The feeling of his fingers driving in and out of you and his mouth upon you, soon had your back arching even more and your hands gripping to the rug as you were about to fall into oblivion into an intense orgasm.
It didn't take long at all either. All he had to do was curl his fingers inside of you a certain way and you were done for. Your orgasm was all consuming as you writhed on the rug, Lucius bringing one of his hands to press with a comforting pressure on your hips to ground your body back down to Earth. "Lucius!" You cried out as your orgasm kept going and going as his tongue was still relentlessly circling your clit until the point that it was almost too sensitive.
Soon though, with a smirk, Lucius removed his mouth from your sensitive womanhood and removed his fingers from inside of you, licking them clean, as he looked at you with satisfaction. "Good girl," he said with that soothing, husky deep voice of his, as he began to remove his trousers, his manhood clearly straining to get out of its constraints.
Your eyes, despite still seeing stars, drank him in. He was so insanely beautiful that you sometimes didn't think he could be real. You realized then that you wanted to please him exactly how he just pleased you. With your mouth.
He had fully released himself, and just before he was going to lean down to make love to you, you stopped him. "Wait," you said with a small smirk of your own as you sat up from your position. Lucius stopped immediately, his eyes wide with wonder as he heard what you said next. "I want to please you. Like you just did to me. With my mouth," you said as you bit your lip a bit shyly and looked at his thick, long length and then back into his eyes, which had gone hooded with even more desire. "Teach me…" you said slightly shyly, "As you have done with everything else."
Lucius' breathing was hard, and you noticed he couldn't help but stroke himself at your words, his cock already throbbing with what was to come. "As you wish my sweet girl," he said with a smirk as he came to a kneeling position, his cock in his hand, clearly waiting for you to take him. "Hold me here," he said guiding your right hand to grasp him firmly around near the base of his shaft causing him to already moan slightly, "Now take me into your mouth my love." You loved the feeling of his velvet soft, iron hard length in your hand and wanting to please him immediately, you wrapped your warm lips around top of his length, your tongue instinctually coming out to taste the drop of his essence which had been leaking out of his tip. The act of doing that must have caused him great pleasure as the second your tongue circled around the tip of him, his entire body shuddered and his cock throbbed in your hand and you heard him emanate a sound of such satisfaction it made your core clench itself.
"Oh yes my sweet girl, just like that," he said, as his head was slightly thrown back in bliss. Picking up on what to do, you used your tongue again to circle around his tip, causing him to let out more delectable moans of pleasure.
"Such a good girl," he said looking down at you with pure molten desire. "You're doing so well," he praised. "Now stroke me as you continue using your tongue. That's it, your so good my love," he said as you began to implement what he was telling you to do.
As you pumped his length with your hand and moved your tongue and lips around the tip of him, he was soon practically a moaning mess, with endless praises falling from his mouth as his hips started moving in rhythm with your hand and mouth, more of his length entering your mouth, your tongue caressing more and more of him as he went deeper and deeper.
You loved the feeling of giving this gorgeous man so much pleasure with your mouth alone. It was almost empowering at seeing him practically falling apart under your ministrations and soon one of his hands was tangled in your hair, gripping it tightly as he drove his cock deeper and deeper into your mouth until you couldn't help as some tears fell down from your eyes onto your cheeks with trying to take all of him. "Fuck yes my sweet girl, you are so perfect," he said as his cock throbbed, and his length got even harder, his eyes never leaving the sight of you giving him pleasure. His hips were thrusting erratically at this point and you knew that just a few more moments of pleasuring him with your tongue and hand would have him spilling his essence.
Seeming to know exactly what he needed, you swirled your tongue around his tip and sucked one last time. His breath immediately hitched and you heard him let our a roar of pleasure, his hand gripping your hair so tightly, and then finally you felt him release. His warm essence filled your mouth up and you were surprised that you didn't mind the taste of him as he continued to thrust into your mouth a few last times, each time he let out the sexiest of moans.
After a bit you released him from your mouth, wiping a bit at some of his essence on your lips, as you looked up into his eyes with your own wide ones. He looked at you as if he saw a true Goddess. "You are so perfect my love," he said as he released his tight grip on your hair and helped you stand up with him. "You barely ever need any guidance. You're an absolute natural, my gorgeous girl."
You smiled and flushed at his praises, feeling so good that he thought you were a natural when it came to pleasure in the bedroom.
"Thank you," he said sweetly as he kissed you gently and held you tight against him.
"Thank you," was all that you could think to say back. For everything he had taught and given to you.
Pulling a soft blanket from the couch, Lucius wrapped you in it sweetly and then took you by the hand to lead you out of the library and towards his bedroom at last. Immediately going to the familiar, comfortable bed, you laid down with Lucius and simply cuddled with each other, basking in post orgasmic bliss.
"So our plan is in motion," Lucius said after a while, with a voice that sounded so at peace. "Soon you will officially be mine."
You couldn't help it as your skin broke out into gooseflesh at hearing him say those words. Yes, you were irrevocably his. And with his plan to reveal to the ton the circumstances of the reason why his wife had disappeared, you prayed with all of your heart and soul that nothing would stand in the way of your happiness now. Not even an old Viscount or a wretched mother.
