Slayers: The Aurora Part 7

Lucian knew that he should allow Liza to sleep, but he felt a little crazed. She smelled of another man, and it made him want to rip Dominick apart with his bare hands. He should have summoned him to heal her instead of giving her his blood. It was a fact that he would drive home with the man later. He couldn't trust himself to do it now with her smelling like his oldest friend. He was enraged at the scent that clung to her skin. He began ripping the clothes from her body, not bothering to look at them.

He needed that smell off her. Now. He growled as his mouth devoured hers, his tongue thrusting inside her mouth with hard claiming strokes. When he had finally removed all her garments, he growled and lifted her again.

"Wh-where are we going now?" She asked slightly breathless from his kisses, which helped him calm down some.

His teeth flashed as he growled, "To get his scent off of you."

"Lucian, are you okay?" She asked her gaze filled with worry.

"I will be once you no longer smell like him. We will wash you then I will give you my blood, and then I will take you over and over. He is not to touch you again, or I will kill him." His voice was bordering on animalistic and he hoped he wasn't frightening her. If she continued to smell of Dominick, he was going to leave and go kill his second in command.

"What?" Liza was a bit shocked by Lucian's speech. He had never acted like this. He was carrying her into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, getting in still fully clothed. Something was wrong, she thought, he was acting crazed like the night of the party when she had come into the library. She was getting worried that he was becoming addicted to the taste of her blood. Her blood was by no means normal human blood, and never having shared it with another being she didn't know if there was something wrong with doing so. Was it like a drug that caused vampires to become unstable? She worried about that possibility and could think of only one person to ask, and he wouldn't be here until tomorrow.

Lucian began to wash the scent from her skin. He rubbed his hands over her body with the soap, and growled with pleasure when she arched towards him. Her firm b.r.e.a.s.t.s pressing against his chest, and he leaned down taking one into his mouth. He rumbled out a possessive growl as he sucked hard on the tight peak. His. She was his. He needed her to take his blood, he tilted her head back then bit his wrist and thrust it towards her mouth.

"Drink." He practically bellowed at her, unable to calm until his scent was the only one he could smell. She gasped, and he placed it to her mouth, demanding again. "Drink, now!"

"Lucian..." She began, but then his wrist was at her mouth and she moaned as his blood poured into her. He felt the bond that had formed over the past weeks snap into place and almost roared in pleasure. His other hand held his arm to her clinging mouth. He groaned at the peace that filled him as she fed, and wondered why he hadn't been feeding her for the last few weeks. He knew that in order to change her he would have to feed her while forcing his power out into her. It was the only way to change a human. He knew as he stood holding her in his arms that was what he wanted. No way was she leaving him, ever. He would wait though, until she was a little older. Changed vampires stayed the age they were when they turned, and she was still very young.

His lips caressed her neck, as he nipped at her skin. He groaned again when her tongue sc.r.a.ped across his skin. His body was on fire and he couldn't smell Dominick's scent any longer. He moved the hand buried in her hair to pull off his shirt, ripping it. He didn't care, he needed to feel her skin against him. The tips of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s rubbed against his chest making him almost mindless with need. The feeling was stronger due to their bond, which echoed their pleasure making it twice as strong.

Liza made a whimpering cry as his bare chest rubbed against her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She was on fire. Lucian's blood pouring into her increased her strength. Normally after a wound like the one she had received a few hours ago, she would feel weak for a day or two. The blood flowing into her held some of his power, and she was almost sure he didn't know. It filled her with strength making her body feel as if it were filled with him, and it was making her so wet she almost couldn't stand it.

Clinging to his shoulders, she rubbed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against him. He was ripping his pants off and she moaned thinking of his hardened member entering her wet pa.s.sage. She needed him so badly. She licked at his wrist, her hands moving over his chest. Suddenly, his hand was on her hip and he pulled his wrist from her mouth.

"Enough," he growled, then his lips closed over the peak of her breast, and his hands lifted her, pressing her back against the wall with his hardened d.i.c.k pressing against her. She moaned, rubbing against him in a wanton display. "My turn." His grunted words were her only warning.

She felt his teeth sinking into her breast, and his thick member thrust inside her pinning her to the wall of the large shower. She let out a mewling cry, accepting his powerful thrust, needing him. He began to thrust into her forcefully and the pleasure was almost unbearable. She was ready to explode after only three hard thrusts of his hips.

Lucian felt deranged, he was unable to control the possessive need to have every part of her. He needed to feel her wrapped around him while she was filled with everything he had to give her. His d.i.c.k, his blood, his teeth. She needed to be so full of him no other man would ever do.

The hard thrust of his body into hers made her cry out, he felt the pleasure of her o.r.g.a.s.m with a groan of satisfaction. Mine, he thought, possessively. He thrust harder, needing his own release. She accepted his thrusts with little mewls and moans that filled his head with a haze of need. He knew that slamming into her while she was pressed against his shower wall had to be uncomfortable for her, but he was unable to stop long enough to move them to the bed.

He thrust harder, his mind filled with the pa.s.sion they both felt and then he was exploding into the hardest o.r.g.a.s.m he had ever felt. His legs almost gave out and if he had not been pressing her into the wall they would have fallen. When the shivers of pleasure finally slowed, he groaned. His teeth were still buried in her breast, and his tongue licked across her hardened tip before finally pulling from her breast.

He pulled away looking at the peak, then leaned forward taking the neglected one into his mouth, sucking hard. His thick member which still impaled her hardened. Making her wiggle her hips, wanting him to take her again. That made his lips curl into a smile of pleasure. His hands took hold of her a.s.s, and her legs were wrapped around him as he carried her to his bed. Each movement allowed him to thrust into her slightly. It made him want to take her hard and fast when they finally landed on the bed. He licked at her neck while slowly moving inside her again. He kissed her again then bit his wrist placing it over her mouth.

"Drink" He demanded, before he sank his teeth into her neck. Then he was pumping into her with a roar of pa.s.sion as she felt his need for her clouding her mind. Mine. Mine. She is mine.

It took Liza a moment to realize that she was hearing him inside her head.

Lucian?

She thought at him, hoping she was wrong and the bond had not become so strong between them that she could hear his thoughts. If it was that meant he could discover her secret. He continued to pump inside her, his mouth still caressing her neck, although he had closed the wound.

Liza, my beautiful Liza. I love being inside you.

s.h.i.t, she thought slamming down on the bond. What the h.e.l.l was she going to do?

"Why can I not feel you?" He growled, raising his head to look down at her, he stopped moving inside her.

She allowed a slight opening to the bond, trying not to panic. She didn't think he realized that he had spoken to her mentally. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't allow the bond to be open with her secrets. He would discover that she was a slayer, and that could go one of two ways. He could be horrified, or he could be over protective. Either way he would not allow her anywhere near the vampire ball. She felt him begin to move insider her again. Moaning with pleasure she lost herself in her pa.s.sion for him. She loved this man more than anything and she was not going to allow this quest she was on to come between them.

She kissed him, her tongue finding his and dueling with it. He groaned, his hands moving to grip her hips. He began to thrust harder, causing her to cry out. His mouth slid down her neck taking her breast into his mouth sucking hard on her tight peak.

He could feel her tight, wet, velvet soft pa.s.sageway clench around his thick member. He wanted to pound inside her clenching body forever. To just move inside her for the rest of his days, only he knew that he could not. He already felt his climax overtaking him. His hand slid between their bodies and he found her c.l.i.t, rubbing. It didn't take long before her body was arching off the bed towards him. Her mouth open in a mewling cry of pleasure. He slowed, his body feeling hers clench down hard in o.r.g.a.s.m. He let go releasing the tight control he had on his own release. He roared, his body coming to a stop, panting above her. He pulled his body slowly from hers, and then collapsed beside her.

He caressed her hair, soothing them both. It didn't take long before they both were asleep. His hand possessively clenching on her breast, and her head resting over his heart.

Chapter 16.

Lucian woke the next morning to an empty bed, which did not make his morning a good one. He usually made love to Liza before they rose, but today she was already gone. Judging by the coolness of the sheets she had been gone for some time. It surprised him. He normally noticed that she had risen, and woke. He got up, then headed into the bathroom to get a quick shower. He was remembering the night before when suddenly he remembered hearing her voice in his head. He was shocked. He should not be he realized after a moment.

He had shared blood with her three times. It only took twice for a bond to form, but this felt different, more intimate. He could feel her. Just on the edges of his mind, hovering. Yet the bond was not functioning properly. For some reason he was not feeling her as he did the other humans he had bonded with. It was not just the fact that the bond seemed to be anch.o.r.ed in a different part of his mind, but also the fact that although he felt her he could not tell her emotions. That was definitely different.

He walked toward his study, his mind worrying the problem. He opened the door to his study and walked inside.

"Ah, here he is now, darling. Lucian how are you." Tricia Hannover, Dominick's mother asked.

"Tricia, I am well. It is lovely to see you." Lucian responded. His eyes taking in the beautiful woman, she did not look old enough to have a fully grown son. She had been changed by her large, scared husband when she was only nineteen. She had been ill, and turning her was the only way to save her. Marcus Hannover stood beside her chair, and Dominick leaned against the wall near the bay windows. Marcus nodded his greeting, a slight smile curving his lips. Suddenly, Lucian turned. Liza was coming. He could not hear her yet, and knew the others could not either, but somehow he knew. The bond told him.

"Liza must have heard you were here. She is coming to see you." Lucian said smiling grimly. "You will be polite." He demanded.

Earning shocked glances from the Hannover's. He did not think that they were the type to look down on her for being his blood slave, but he would take no chances with Liza's tender heart.

"Lucian, we would never be rude to Liza. Whatever is the matter with you?" Tricia asked.

"Nothing," He replied, looking at her. He turned, she would enter soon. Another moment and the others would be able to hear her walking towards the door. He felt her inside his mind, moving closer. His heart picked up and he almost needed them gone so that he could touch her.

"I will be back." He told them, moving to the door. He would catch her in the hall. He needed to touch her, and he did not need an audience.

When the door closed behind Lucian. His mother turned to him with questioning eyes. "What is that matter with him. He knows we would never be rude to Liza, she is like our grandchild." His father nodded, agreeing with her. He had already known that, but he also understood that right now with the bond partially formed between them Lucian would continue to act erratic. Once the bond was in place he would settle. Right now though he was a walking bomb waiting to explode at any moment.

"Mother, I think that they are bonded. He has been acting erratic for weeks. He acts possessive, and he cannot bear to be away from her for long. I do not think he understands what is happening to him. He seems to be struggling to make sense of it. He most likely went in search of her."

"He likely felt her getting closer, and wanted to touch her. That's how it is in the beginning. Like you are going mad to touch her." His father told him. Taking a sip of his brandy. Then he smiled.

"Oh dear, the bond is tough in the beginning. Although, I never complained when you sought me out." His mother said, smiling. Yuck, Dominick thought. It was always weird thinking about them together. They were his parents who never ever had s.e.x, not even once. Okay, so maybe he was in denial, but they were his parents.

"Do you think that he will need someone to explain the bond to him, or will he know?" His father asked.

"I do not know. He was fine until she was harmed again yesterday. I gave her my blood to stop the bleeding, and he became wild like that again." Dominick told them.

"Yes, that would cause the possessiveness that the mate-bond causes to explode. You are lucky that he is able to control his rage so well. I would likely have killed another man if they shared blood with your mother. It would not be a choice. I would not be able to stop myself. It may be because the bond was not fully formed. Why would you share blood with her when you suspected that the bond was forming? You have been around enough bonded vampires to know better. " His father asked, his gaze on him.

"The wound was fatal if it was not closed. I had no choice." He told them, which was true to an extent. The wound had been fatal, and would definitely have killed her if she was not the slayer queen. She would soon be his queen, he thought proudly. She was already a queen, but she would soon be Lucian's queen as well. Not that Lucian had not already elevated her to that status over the last few weeks.

It seemed the man had been making room for Liza, and with what he now knew about her he was not worried that she could become his weakness. It made him smile. His king was going to get more than one surprise once he accepted what she meant to him.

"Ah, that would cause an issue. I would have done the same." His father nodded.

"Well, it might be a while before we see those two. Tell me about you son any human or demon females catch your eye." His mother asked, making him itch. Did she always have to ask him that? If she did not ask him in such an innocent tone every time he would swear she asked it on purpose, just to make him squirm.

Lucian caught Liza halfway to his study. He blurred to her and scooped her into the library, pressing her back against the door. Liza saw Lucian coming towards her, and had it been any other demon she likely would have drawn her swords, but it was Lucian. She allowed him to scoop her into his arms and pull her into the library, pressing her to the door. His lips crashed down on hers. She moaned into his kiss, feeling his hands moving up to caress her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She released the strangle hold she had on their bond. She somehow knew he needed that connection to her to calm down.

Lucian groaned, and his mouth moved to her neck, sucking and licking at her.

You left my bed.

She sighed, she knew that he was testing their connection. She also knew that he would not be happy that she was blocking the bond. She felt some guilt over the need to keep her plan from him.

I had to help Maria. I promised.

She managed just fine without you for several years, Liza.

She felt his hands sliding into her hair to angle her head. She leaned back closing her eyes. The man melted her insides. She was lucky that she was able to hold the tight grip she had on the mate-bond. She knew that was what was burning between them. She just didn't know if he realized that was what was happening.

"I promised, Lucian. She has been preparing for your guests. They are arriving today. You know how stressful this time is for her. She just wanted a friend." Liza murmured, feeling the sharp nip of his teeth as punishment.

"I hired an army of servants to be at her beck and call. She does not need my woman too." He growled against her throat.

"Indeed." Liza laughed, as his tongue licked over the sharp bite he had delivered to her at that smart remark.

I also prefer talking to you in this more intimate fashion.

"Yes, and sometimes things do not go the way that even King's want them to go." Liza told him, laughing.

His hand slipped under her shirt then inside her bra cupping her breast. His mouth took hers again, and he lifted her using his power until she was pressed back into the wall with his pants covered d.i.c.k pressed against her wet heat. She wrapped her legs around him.

"Sometimes, naughty little darlings get what they deserve, kitten." He muttered against her neck. His hips thrusting against her. She cried out, moaning at the hard press of him against her.

"Lucian..."

No, I want you.

"We have guests, Lucian." She whimpered, feeling his hand pulling open the pants she wore. It slid inside her pants to press into her soaked pa.s.sageway.

They can wait.

Was his only reply before he proceeded to make love to her against the library door.

Thirty minutes later, they entered the study to find Tricia and Marcus sitting on the small sofa and Dominick at Lucian's desk.

"Liza, darling it is so nice to see you again. I have missed our shopping trips in the last few years." Tricia stood, moving to hug her. She felt slightly guilty about the way she had cut all ties with Lucian and the rest of her extended family. Maria and The Hannover's were her family just as Maria was. She was slightly ashamed that she had cut them off because she'd been unable to risk seeing Lucian with other women when he refused to see her as one.

Do not. Lucian's gruff voice echoed in her head, making her look at him sharply.

Do not what? Hug Tricia? She asked confused by the sharpness of his tone inside her head.

Feel guilty. It was not your fault it was mine for ignoring what you have always been to me. You will not feel guilty for that.

She felt his remorse for treating her that way for so many years. She wanted to open the bond more so that he would know she did not hold that against him, but instead she narrowed it.

"Stop!" He growled, glaring at her.

"What?" Tricia asked turning.

"Not you Tricia, Liza. Stop blocking the bond. How are you even able to?" He demanded.

"Oh, dear." Tricia murmured.

"Blocking the bond is possible between mates, Lucian." Marcus told him.

Lucian did not like hearing that. He did not like the feeling of her withdrawing from him. It made him want to carry her back to their bedroom, so that he could make love to her until the bond was so strong she was not able to deny him. He wanted to feel her, to know her as intimately as the mate-bond would allow. He did not care that most vampires did not bond, and that more than a few on the council would be angry that he was bonded to a human. He just wanted Liza, his sweet, hot Liza open to him in all ways. He had known for the last few weeks that she was different. No other woman had meant so much to him, and that was why he had begun to treat her differently.

The entire manor had been informed that she was to be elevated to top priority, second not even to him. He had long conversations with his men. They knew that she was never to be touched or harmed. The man who failed to protect Liza had better be dead. Or Lucian would kill him with his bare hands.

"I do not like that." Lucian told her, still glaring.

A chuckle from Marcus broke the intensely heated mood in the room.

"Better get used to it son." Marcus told him, reaching out to pull Tricia down on his lap. "Every time you have an argument, or you p.i.s.s her off she will use that trick to make you insane."

"You were already insane before you met me, Marcus Hannover." His wife told him with a laugh.

"I still do not like being shut out, Liza." He looked at her with such pain in his eyes, almost breaking her heart. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her cheek. "At least release allow me to feel you." He whispered into her ear, making shivers flow down her spine. She loved this man, and the tight strangle hold she had on their mate-bond hurt her too. She released it a bit allowing her emotions to flood into him. His relief immediately filled her and she sighed at the caress of his lips on her neck.

"Thank you, kitten." He whispered.

"Well, when are we going shopping for something to wear to the ball, Liza?" Tricia asked when Lucian settled into a chair with her on his lap.

"We could go tomorrow. The ball is the next day. It will get us away from the chaos that the arrival of his court will most likely cause." Liza told the older woman smiling gleefully. She really hated the vampire council, and Lucian's courtiers. Half of them were older than dirt, and they acted like it with their outdate view on humans. If they only knew that she was actually a demon hybrid that could kill them all, wait then they would hate her even more, she thought.

"Humm, you really do not like my council do you?" Lucian asked.

"I cannot say that I blame her Lucian. They are all a bunch of outdated men who are enamored of power." Dominick spoke from his desk, making Liza smile. Lucian smiled too. He was not fond of the council, and their outdated notions, but they had their purpose. He sighed, hoping that they did not try to give him trouble about Liza. That he would not allow, he thought angrily.

They spent the next few hours catching up and talking about the ball. It was an enjoyable afternoon spent with his mate and their family, he thought as he carried her off to bed that evening. They had even gone out to dine at a local restaurant that he loved, and the time with his mate had warmed his heart. It had been a good day. Tomorrow his council would arrive. He was not looking forward to dealing with the drama they would bring to their lives. He sighed as he settled Liza into their bed. Looking down at her he knew it would not matter, she was his and he would allow no one to take her from him. Even his people.