Chapter 51: Chapter 51

I whimpered, staring at him. For a few seconds, I stared at him without blinking my eyes. He felt like a dream. The disco lights streaming from the crack of the window made it seem like he was glowing. All his features were illuminated.

My eyes shifted towards his large hands, softly stroking the side of my thighs. I lifted my head and met his eyes, a glint in them.

"Please give it to me."

Lukas was easy to nod his head and sit back on his heels. My eyes automatically shut as I heard his elevated breathing. Suddenly everything felt too real, and my breath hitched in my throat. I let out a loud exhale, my heart racing as I anticipated his next move.

The Demon King was the first one to move, easily settling in between my legs. At that, I blinked my eyes open, staring at him as he brushed his cock against my opening. My lips parted open as he slowly almost teasingly pushed in.

A moan ripped out of me as he sank each inch in bit by bit. My toes automatically curled and I tightened my hold on bedsheets, trying not to rip them to shreds.

Lukas halted as soon as he was all the way in. His large hands came to rest on the smooth pudge of my tummy, tenderly stroking the skin. I knew that he pretends that it's a bump.

"Breathe, baby," He crooned, his voice raspy almost soothing.

I tried to focus on the sound of his breathing, exhaling slowly, wanting to be good.

"You're doing so good" I preened at his tone.

My eyes shifted towards Lukas, and I could see that his cock was entirely nestled inside of me. All the thoughts I had earlier disappeared, and I just wanted us to be like that forever. Even though I vowed that I will never give in to his desires, I failed. It was impossible to stay away from a walking temptation.

"Please move," I softly sighed, meeting his eyes.

He nodded his head, grunting as he pulled back. A cry slipped out of my lips when he leaned forward and wrapped a hand around my ankle. Lukas threw my legs over his shoulder and slammed back into me.

After giving me some time, he sped up, falling under some sort of feral trance. My hands gripped at the sheets, nails digging into them as he rammed into me. It felt deliberate and languid at the way he was thrusting, drawing out every inch.

I let out a whine as he pulled back but then changed angels, pushing his hips harder. As his thrust hit my spot, I felt my vision getting blurry and unfocused. The familiar clench in my abdomen intensified and my breathing elevated.

"Lukas please..." I sniffled, not even realising the tears streaming down my face.

His eyes darkened. The Demon King nodded his head as his hand came to rest on my neck, the towering palm almost encompassing around my throat.  He let his fingers trail above till they rested on the corner of my lips.

"Good, so good for me, baby" Lukas murmured as he fucked in faster. I could feel that his thrusts were getting sloppier but still incredibly powerful.

As he leaned into me, I clenched my eyes shut. My body shivered as the pressure in my abdomen increased.

"I...I-I am going to..." I slurred before arching my back and coming around his shaft, gushing. For a second, I was clouded with darkness behind my eyes. Lukas made a sound at that, wrapping his hand around my waist. My cheeks flushed as I slumped on my back, feeling his intense stare on me.

He stared at me for a few seconds before pushing his lips against mine. I moaned into his lips, opening my mouth and letting him dive his tongue inside.

"Always so good to me" Lukas mumbled, running a finger around my lips. When I parted my mouth open, he slid in easily. My cheeks reddened as he met my eyes, but I wrapped my lips around, suckling on his finger.

"Perfect mate."

I let out a mewl in response, flushing. My legs were shaking, almost jelly from being wound around his shoulders for too long, hands clutching desperately at the sheets. He picked up his pace abruptly.

I tried to squirm at the intense pleasure.

"You belong to me" He grunted with an almost animalistic tone as he slammed back. "Only me"

"Only you," I slurred, almost breathless. My vision was going fuzzy with pleasure coursing through my veins. The only thing I could focus was that he hovered on top of me, his hard cock nestled inside me.

Lukas grunted, and with a final thrust, he came hard. I let out a gasp as he buried his face in my neck, breathing hard. He doesn't pull out, his cold breath falling on my neck.

My head arched up as he sucked at the area between neck and shoulder messily, mouthing at it. I shuddered while tugging at his hair, tears slipping down my eyes.

"Everyone will be able to see it, baby. They will immediately know who you belong to. No one will dare to take you because they will know you are mine."

A shiver ran through my spine at his words, stunned at his possessiveness. I did have a faint idea that he was always territorial but hearing him say those words made me chew on my lips.

As I was deep in thought, Lukas pulled out of me. I hissed as the oversensitivity and clamped my legs shut at the sudden empty feeling.

Lukas turned on the other side and stood up. Panic bubbled in my chest. Was he leaving?

"Are you going somewhere?" I stuttered, my voice caught up in my throat.

"To get you a washcloth baby."

I mulled over it for a few seconds. Before I could say something, he patted my side.

"I'll be right back, sweetheart" I instantly relaxed at his soft tone.

I stared at the ceiling, the sound of his footsteps playing in the background. Lukas returned from the washroom with a small cloth and handed it over to me. I thanked him because there was no way I could walk back without my knees giving out.

After I slid on the other side of the bed, Lukas managed to pull out the damp sheets and throw them at the side. He dropped the cloth back on the floor and joined me on the bed.

As soon as he was behind me, his arms came around my waist. I turned around and tucked myself in his chest. He smelled like sweat and warmth, which made me snuggle even closer.

"Lukas" I whispered, pressing my ear to his side, his breathing fanning my face.

He grunted, "We will talk tomorrow."

With that, he closed his eyes, and I let out a hump sound under my breath. I let the steady vibrations of his breathing lull me to sleep. Even though I had no idea how the next day will turn out, I was hopeful. Something did shift in our relationship, and it felt like we were connected.

Hopefully, that was for the best.

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The next morning I woke up with a sudden jolt. Scrunching my nose I tried to look around, my hands searching for Lukas but he was nowhere to be found. Opening my eyes, I stared at the empty side of the bed and frowned. My face fell. Why did it feel like a deja vu?

Taking a deep breath, I shook my head and pushed the sheets off. As the cold air hit my bare body, I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself. I slipped my feet into the fuzzy slip on and pulled out a loose shirt and shorts from the wardrobe.

Even though I had plenty of questions in my mind, I tried not to dwell on them. Maybe I was just overreacting, and Lukas was not in danger. Just as I turned around the doorknob jiggled.

I leaned forward only to see Lukas shuffling inside the room with two coffee cups in his hand. A sigh slipped out of my lips. So much for thinking he might have abandoned me again.

"Good morning."

I gave him a curt nod. He sounded way too cheerful. Was it because of the previous night? Just thinking about it made my cheeks heat up.

Lukas grinned, sliding on the couch nearby, "I called the service, but all the phone lines were busy. Guess everyone is hungover from last night party."

I hummed, inhaling the coffee in my hand. My eyes rolled back at the warm smell. Lukas stared at me as I stood in front of him before patting the seat next to him. I shyly slid in beside him, trying not to spill the hot liquid in the process.

"I know you thought that I might have left again."

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