Chapter 6

Celine

"Lucian." I murmur softly as we walk into his bedroom, licking my bottom lip as I'm a lot more tempted by something else, "can I talk to you about something?"

He turns to look at me curiously, raising an eyebrow, "Of course, what is going on? What can I help you with?"

"Honestly, I don't know what is going to happen between us, but I know how I feel." I end up explaining to him, hoping that something more will come from this, "I'm kind of worried that I might end up losing you and I don't want that to happen. So… Please make love to me."

He goes incredibly still, staring at me like I had just grown a second head, "What?"

"I want you to make love to me." I tell him honestly, unsure of what to expect from his reaction, "I really like you and I want to do this with you… Only if you want to though."

I don't know what I'm reading in his eyes but I'm not so sure he is feeling the same way. It is making me feel a little anxious, licking my bottom lip as I have so much to ask him. What he might end up doing to me, I do not know, but when he cups my face in his hands and kisses me, it's like a burst of everything wells inside of me. I let out a small moan, my body thrumming with life. It's almost too much, desires raging within me as I try to figure out where to go with this.

He moves us away from the door, shutting it and locking it that way we wouldn't be disturbed. I'm not so sure what is going through his head, but he is touching me in ways that I have never been touched before and I love it. I'm aching for him, for ALL of him. I don't know if I'm just feeling this way for what reason or not, but I ache to have him in a way that I have never thought possible.

"I like you." I confess, seeing how he easily picks me up and carries me over to the bed, "I like you more than I would probably ever be able to admit. I hope you feel the same way."

I don't know if he can honestly feel the same way about me since we are definitely testing the patience of one another but when I see how he looks at me, it is almost perfection. I ache for a lot more from him, trying to decide what would end up happening. I'm slightly worried and scared about it, thinking that something more dangerous would end up happening. I suppose it is safe to say that I don't know a hundred percent how I feel but I'm okay with being his.

Laying me down on the bed, I'm very aware of our predicament and it is making me feel more and more nervous. A desire is welling inside of me, needing so much more from him but I don't know if I'll get it. I just want him, that is my biggest thing, and I know the best thing for me to do right now is to just accept it.

"You're so beautiful." He murmurs softly in my ear, "I don't know how I got to be so lucky, but I want you badly."

"Then take me." I offer to him, "Make me yours."

We're playing a dangerous game and the minute that I feel his hands on my body, it's almost too much. His fingers caress me, touching me in ways that I would have never deemed possible but I'm enjoying it. I need every part of it. When I feel his lips brushing against mine, I part my lips in acceptance, needing everything else from him.

"You feel so good." I whimper against his lips, and he presses his hips against mine, showing the hard bulge in his pants all for me, "I want you badly."

He helps me out of my clothes, tossing it aside like it never meant a damn thing. Maybe it didn't mean anything, seeing how he just throws them away but I'm okay with it. When I see him, it's like he is utter perfection and I KNOW the Moon Goddess made no mistake. Licking my bottom lip, I just hope for the best, eager for him to do so much more to me.

I think he is okay with whatever would come from it, not stopping until I am naked beneath him. His clothes are gone one by one until he too is naked beneath me. I nervously gnaw on my bottom lip as I look him up and down, wondering how any man could be so big. It's kind of scary, worrying about what might end up happening if he pushes inside of me.

Can I even take something like that?

"Don't worry, it'll fit." He assures me, probably having seen the fear on my face, "I would never hurt you, Celine, at least not on purpose."

I believe him, my heart racing in my chest and I have no clue what to make of everything right now. It's like he has managed to win me over so easily, and I know there's no way that I'm going to hold back. Not now, not ever. I just hope he feels the same way. His fingers seek my heat, making me tremble with nerves because I don't know what'll come next. I'm slightly worried about what'll come from it, trying to decide what'll come from it. I don't know.

"You're so wet." He murmurs huskily, his eyes blazing, "I want you so badly, Celine. Let me have you."

I just decide to spread my legs a little wider, feeling really weird right now, "yes, I'd love to be yours. Hurry up and do something to me."

I'm not quite sure what to make of it, feeling really weird as he reaches into his nightstand, pulling out a condom. I don't know what to think about it, feeling really weird as I'm trying to decide what'll come next. I don't know what he is going to do to me but as he rubs his length against my folds, it makes my body feel hyper-aware.

"It's going to hurt for a brief moment." He warns me, "But I will continue to be as gentle as possible."

I don't know what to think of it, feeling really weird but I nod my head. He thrusts inside of me, making me gasp at the sheer size of it but I don't know what to make of it. I'm feeling almost a bit desperate, wanting so much from him already but I feel like he is being split in half. I don't know what to do about it, feeling weird, but I'm doing my best.

I whimper with need, clinging onto him because I have no idea what to make of it. I'm trying to decide what to do about it, feeling a bit weird about it. I don't know what'll come from it, licking my bottom lip as I hold onto him. He presses deep inside of me, feeling like he is going to split me in half. I don't know what'll come next, but I do know what I want.

"It's so big." I whimper with need, "I don't…"

"It's okay." He assures me, letting me get used to his size, "You can take it."

As he pushes deep inside of me, he really starts to move, thrusting in and out of me with vigor. I never knew just how much I would love everything he is doing to me, but he is making my body feel like it is on fire, aching for so much more. My body is thrumming with life, aching for a lot more from him but I'm not a hundred percent sure what to make of it. I need him in ways that I have never needed someone before, and it makes me crave him. It makes me want him.

Wrapping my arms and legs around him, all I can do is hold on for dear life and accept everything he is throwing my way. I love it, feeling like he is pounding inside of me right against something that makes me see stars. I'm aching for so much more, my entire body feeling like it is coming to life and I can't get a hold of it. It's almost like he is doing whatever he wants but also making me feel pleasure.

His lips come down on mine as he shifts his hips ever so slightly and rams right into my sweet spot. I whimper needily, my entire life needing so much more from him. I don't know what to make of it but before I know it happens, I orgasm hard, whimpering with need. I let out a needy moan, feeling my body clamping down on his. He grunts against my lips before thrusting deep, and I feel him throbbing inside of me as he releases.

"Oh shit!" I whisper hoarsely, licking my bottom lip, "What… What did you just do?"

"I think that I just proved that you are mine." He agrees with me, a twinkle in his eyes.

I'm okay with that, loving everything coming my way. I don't know if I can tell him the truth, wondering if he would even believe me. I don't think that he would but I'm hoping that he might… What do I do about it?