Chapter 24: Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Belonging

Anaya’s P.O.V:

I stirred to the feeling of hands moving up and down my side.

"Mmmm", I moaned, shifting into his touch, the warmth of his naked body pressed to mine felt like pure heaven.

His response to my moan pressed against my butt a few seconds later, but by the feel of it, he'd had that hard on for quite some time now. He was pulsating, hot and ready against my behind and it cleared the sleep from my eyes as I opened them to stare into his molten lava gaze.

"How are you feeling?" His voice was rough, husky and sexy as hell.

"Ready for round three." I whispered, not quite able to find my voice yet...nah! It was how much he affected me.

"Anaya." It was a warning, his eyes serious yet concerned.

"A bit tired, but fine. I think the tiredness has more to do with our activities last night than you draining away my life-force." I answered, but honestly, I had no real way of knowing that. Pardon me for not reading 'Rules of Sleeping with an Incubus 101'.

"Some people are naturally stronger, able to hold onto their strength longer than most. They are also very fewer in number." He explained, his hands continuing to stroke my sides.

I couldn't help the pang of jealousy that felt like a fist squeezing my heart. This is how it was going to be from now on. Right now, he merely mentioned others being like me, I know he'd had several women before me and there will certainly be several after. Soon enough, I'll have to stand by and watch as he took another woman to bed, and then another and another....

"This is who I am, Anaya." I hadn't realized when his hands had stilled, when he'd predicted the direction of my thoughts, but I definitely realized that hurt in his voice, even though it was shielded by years of arrogance.

"You think I don't know that?" I asked him, trying to mask my own hurt and failing miserably.

I turned into his arms, chest to chest, as I wrapped my hands around him and buried my face in his chest. This close, the masculine scent of him was strong enough to overpower me, but even then if felt comforting. I could feel the steady beat of his heart under my cheek and it made me question exactly how different we were. Why couldn’t there be a way for us to be together.

“Isn’t there any way we could keep on being together?” I asked him at last, unable to hold back my emotions.

Lance’s arms tightened around me. “None that I know of.” He whispered into my ears, and I felt like he was holding something back from me.

“Then you’re willing to let go?” I asked instead. “You won’t have any regrets after this ends?”

“Anna-“

“You’ll be able to watch someone else come into my life? So, you won’t be affected even when I get a boyfriend? Or if I get married and have chi-“

With a grunt that sounded more like an animalistic growl, Lance pushed my back against the bed and claimed my lips with a fury I’ve never experienced before. By the time he let me up for air, my lips were kiss swollen and my legs were wrapped around his waist with Lancelot’s erection rubbing at my lower abdomen.

He thrust in without warning, making me scream at the surprised intrusion and then he was moving in and out of me with the fury of a wild beast. My back arched off the bed, my eyes rolling back in my head as Lance drove in and out of my folds faster than I could keep up. So I simply let go of myself and let him do as he wished with my body as I held onto him tightly, my head buried in the crook of his neck as he pounded into me. I could hear Lance panting, the sound of his teeth gritting together as he tried to keep himself under control. I knew he’d never hurt me, but right now I was too lost in him to care.

I could feel my orgasm built in the pit of my stomach and Lance increased his pace ever further as if he too was close to his release. Finally, when I was just at the brink of insanity, he stilled above me, his cock throbbing hot and hard and pushed me over the edge along with him.

I screamed out his name just as I felt him growl in my ears. I felt him release his seed inside me. It was so warm and it filled me to the brim, making me feel complete. And then Lance collapsed on top of me, his sweat making his scent even stronger and filling my senses with it.

“No one’s ever going to touch you! You’re mine!” Lance growled at my ear before pulling out of me and collapsing on the bed beside me. Then he hauled me to his chest and held on to me impossibly tight.

“I’m yours, just as you’re mine.” I whispered, knowing I had no right to make that claim.

Lance stroked his hand down my hair. “If I could, I’d accept that claim with pride.” He said ruefully.

“I know.” I whispered, placing my hand over the steady beat of his heart. “Will I get pregnant? We didn’t use protection this time…” I trailed off; only just realizing the fact and for some reason, not panicked at all.

“No.” Lance confirmed. “For an Incubus to get a woman pregnant, he has to be in a specific stage at a particular time of the year. And even then, immortals have a lower fertility rate. It’s our way of population control.”

“Oh…” I don’t know why I felt disappointed by the news.

“Sleep.” He told me, his hand running up and down my spine in a steady rhythm. “You’ll need at least twenty four hours to recover from the energy drain even though I tried to take as little as possible.”

I nodded my head, suddenly feeling extremely tired. “When will we able to do this again?” I asked, my voice barely audible.

I didn’t hear an answer as my eyes closed shut and I was sucked into a deep sleep.

Lancelot’s P.O.V:

“When will we able to do this again?”

I sucked in a breath at her question, but she fell asleep very soon afterward so I didn’t have to answer her.

Her question kept running through my mind a long time after she’d fallen asleep in my arms. I turned her over on the bed and pulled the covers over her body, hiding that porcelain white skin from my hungry eyes. I didn’t want to let her go, but I knew that if I stayed here any longer, I wouldn’t be able to hold back.

I leaned in to press a soft kiss to her forehead before I got up from the bed and pulled on my robe. I came out of my bedroom and went to take a seat on the couches of our adjoining living area.

I felt trapped inside my own skin. I felt like I had to do something- anything!- but I didn’t know what that was. I knew I couldn’t talk to Anna about this because she wouldn’t understand, and Miaka was too young to be having this conversation with me...

If you need anything at all, remember that you have an elder brother who would do anything for you.

Miaka’s voice ran through my mind and I instantly knew what I had to do. I picked up my cell phone and dialed his number.

“Lance?” He answered after five rings. I expected him to be angry, but he didn’t sound so. Just tired maybe, but definitely not angry.

“Hey big brother, I hope I didn’t disrupt anything.”

I heard him suck in a breath. “That’s the first time you’ve called me big brother in a long while, Lance.” There was a quiver in his voice. “Tell me, what’s wrong?”

“I guess I just needed my big brother today.” I said, placing my hand on top of my eyes.

“Anything, Lance.” He urged. “You know I’m always here for you.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. Shit! When did I get this emotional? “It’s about Anna.” I told him.

“I’m listening.”