Chapter 50: Chapter 50

/Lukas POV/

Talia went pliant the moment I licked into her mouth, urging her to step closer. It did not matter that we were standing in a room full of hells elites. The moment my eyes fell on her, that's all I wanted to do. Kiss her senseless. I was so lost in moving my lips against her that it didn't register; she was gripping the lapels of my coat.

The kiss was slick and urgent, as we both were putting all our passion and longing. It was filled with shiny quivering lips and little whimpers that spilt from our lips despite our best efforts to stay concealed.

I used my right hand to cradle her delicate face, my thumb lightly tracing at her cheekbone, while the other slid down her neck. She felt warm and soft under my touch, writhing for more. As my hand slid towards her waist, a light growl tore my lips.

My hand was giant and warm on her waist, fingers encompassing most of her stomach. Knowing that she was carrying my child inside her made me smile into the kiss. I tried not to tighten my grip as I bit down hard on her bottom lip, swallowing the cry it elicited. She fell lax against my arms.

Pulling away I trailed my over her jaw and down her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of vanilla and something flowery. My head felt light, eyes rolling back as I mouthed wetly over her pulse—the desire to sink my teeth intensified.

Without giving it further thought, I bit down on the area connecting her neck and shoulder. She yelped, tugging at my sleeves and tilting her head.

The sound was enough to cause arousal burn through my veins. I clenched my eyes and sucked a mark onto her throat, dark and intentional. My lips moved towards the exposed skin of her skin, trailing wet kisses across. Talia was pale, her skin easily marred and bloomed bright red with each kiss. It drove me crazy and the desperation to mark her all over increased.

It took me a few seconds to reach her collarbone; her gown was deep enough to show the curves of her breast. My fingers dug at her sides as I nibbled over her collarbone. A groan slipped out of my lips when she used her hand to tangle them in my hair and tugged at my curls.

"Baby" I rasped, my voice gritty and out of breath.

Talia was a dark shade of red. Her chest rising and falling from the impact of the kiss. Her once slicked back locks falling at the side of her face. My eyes trailed towards her lips which were proper swollen and red. I let them roam over her exposed skin greedily; my pupils were blown wide with lust.

"Our room" She whined, lifting her head.

"Please."

I looked around. We had so much to get through before calling it a night. From the glazed look in Talia's eyes, I could tell she was not going to like that.

"Wait by the door. I'll meet you in a second" I placed a quick peck on her forehead.

There was no compulsion to stay back late because I was the King. Sometimes the privileges outweigh the cons. As soon as she was out of my sight, I strode towards the happy couple.

"Hades" I coughed to get his attention.

He frowned, while slowly moving to the rhythm with his wife, "What?"

"We are leaving."

"What? Why? Is everything alright?" Hades furiously whispered, causing Persephone to turn around.

I gritted my teeth, "Yes. Nothing to worry."

Persephone gave me a look before searching for Talia. They shared eye contact, and that was it. She whispered something into Hades ear, and he did not question me any further.

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The moment we were on our floor I hauled Talia up. She locked her legs around my waist, preening. She pushed her lips against mine, sighing in pleasure when I moved my lips.

Her fingers dug into my shoulders, dizzy with disbelief and giddiness. We stumbled into the bedroom after I secured my arms around her middle. I lowered her gently on the bed before crawling and hovering above her.

"Off" She whined, pushing at her gown.

As I took off her the material from her body, she pulled the corsage and placed it by the desk, a deep flush on her face. After discarding the gown, I stared at her close to naked form.

I noticed that I was still in my suit, my clothed bulge pressing into her thigh. The moment she felt it, her hips subconsciously bucked up, whining again.

I leaned forward and quickly sucked her nipple into my mouth. She arched her back, moaning and her fingers entangling in my hair, pulling on them. Her nipple was red by the time I slid away with a wet pop. My hand tweaked at the other bud, rolling and pulling at the erect nipple with two fingers.

I did the same with the other nipple.

She pulled my face towards her,  pressing another searing kiss to my mouth.

"Fuck me…like I'm your mate."

I froze, limbs going rigid as those words sank in. We had never discussed that topic because it was not as casual as it sounds. My eyes met hers. She was in a daze, her lips parted.

Talia breathed heavily, staring up at my face with glassy eyes. I growled at the look on her face. The pure want and desire swimming in her eyes were driving me crazy. She wanted it as much as I, even more, if that was possible.

As I pushed my lips against her, she moaned into the kiss. My hands went around her neck while the other gripped her thigh.

She sighed as I bit down on the juncture again before pulling away. I pressed tender kisses down her body, lingering on her stomach for a few seconds. She was not yet showing, but I pretended to see a tiny bulge.

Pressing the last kiss, I reach towards her lace panties.

She spread her legs teasingly, arching up. I made a sound as my hands clamped around to pin her down. My throat felt dry as I stared at the only piece of clothing on her body.

"Bet you taste sweet," I mumbled into her skin before looping my fingers at the edges of her panties. With a quick slid, I threw them into the discarded clothes pile.

After wetting my fingers, I slid in my middle finger first, slow but unyielding. Her mouth parted open at the feeling. As it had been a while, I started slowly, my brows creased.

I kept my eyes locked intensely onto her face, as tears slid down her eyes. Little needy whimpers and gasps fell from her lips as she bunched the bedsheets under her fingers.

"Baby" I whispered.

"The first time I saw you, I wanted to bend you over that bar stool immediately."

She moaned, her eyes widening and shock clouding her features. It was true. She was the only one who could grab my attention in that filthy, crowded bar.

I added another finger, scissoring them fervently. She keened, legs spreading further apart.

My eyes parted at her desperation. For a second, I was mesmerised by the expressions of bliss on her face. My fingers crooked, nudging that bundle of nerves. It made Talia jolt, mouth opening widely.

I licked a stripe up her cunt, and she shuddered, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

Using my hands I curled them around the back of her legs. My hands immediately went towards her inner thighs, parting them open.

"So pretty" I grunted, my voice hoarse and thick. She hid her face as I blew a cold breath over her exposed mound.

I pressed a kiss to her weeping hole, and she shuddered. I licked a huge stripe from her hole to the clit while she whined, pushing back into the touch.

"Lukas...Please" She sobbed

Humming I dipped my tongue into her wet hole. She nearly cried from relief. I smirked against her skin, lazily fucking in with my tongue. I could feel the slick with saliva mixed on my tongue and jaw as she grind her hips against my tongue.

Talia was uncontrollable. She moaned, her legs jerking with each swipe of my tongue. I nipped at the outer lips before circling her clit. I made a loud, squelching sound that was enough to make her legs clam around my head. Using my one hand, I pushed them apart and continued lapping at her.

I met her watery eyes. Her cheeks were blotched, and lips were trembling.

"So gorgeous, baby. You are so good to me. My perfect mate."

That was the final straw. Talia mewled in response, flushing all over as her toes curled. She came all over my mouth.

By the time I pulled back, Talia was panting, too overwhelmed to respond. I leaned back and got rid of my shirt, exposing my bare muscled chest. Getting off the bed, I pulled the pants along with the boxers and threw them towards her gown.

I sat on my knees in front of her.

"Are you ready, baby?"

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