Page 94 of Cursed Beasts

“One of the reasons,” I murmured. “I know you guys don’t believe me, but my relationship with my family isn’t the best. I’m a pariah.”

He hooked his finger under my chin to look up at him. I expected to see anger in his expression or hate but instead, understanding painted his beautiful face.

“I can’t have kids,” I blurted out. The need to come clean was overwhelming.

His eyebrows raised in surprise. I felt like an asshole for keeping that to myself, but when the hell was I supposed to tell them that I was probably barren.

“Is that why his abuse started?” he growled.

“We’ve tried for almost five years and—”

A growl sounded from the doorway and I looked over Aeon's shoulder, worried it was Zev.

Lucien stood there panting, covered in dirty sweat and I think there was blood on his shoulder and side. My longing for him hit me like a truck.

“Mate,” he growled, making me shiver. A part of me was a little scared to look into his eyes, but another part of me wanted to make amends and revel in his touch.

“Lucien.” Aeon turned around. “Maybe give it a night—”

Lucien growled still, looking just at me, not giving Aeon an ounce of attention.

“It’s ok, Aeon, we will be fine,” I said, touching his back.

“You think I would hurt my own mate?” Lucien growled, coming closer to us.

“Not intentionally, but I worry you’re too worked up.” Aeon still hadn’t moved from in front of me.

“Aeon,” I whimpered.

The need to be held by Lucien felt like I would die without it.

He looked back at me, seeing the need on my face when he moved to the side, letting Lucien tackle me into the bed.

“Mine,” he growled, as he wrapped himself around me, burrowing his face into my neck. I took a full breath, shivering at the connection we had.

“Yours,” I said, feeling his erection by my inner thigh.

“I need you,” he groaned, thrusting his hips, kissing me on my mark.

“Please,” I begged.

He entered me in one swift thrust that had both of us moaning.

“I've missed you,” he whispered in my ear before he pulled back and thrusted into me again. I ran my nails down his spine, making him shiver as goosebumps peppered his skin.

It wasn’t romantic love making, slow or sensual, it was raw and animalistic. The need for Lucien was demanding, consuming me like gas to fuel a flame. Lucien leaned up to kiss me and when he pulled away, his eyes flashed yellow. His wolf was close to the surface.

I cried out when his thrusts became frantic, hitting a spot in me that had me shivering from pleasure. Lucien broke the strap to my dress, yanking it down to show him my tits.

He immediately took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and then biting hard.

“Ahh…” I shouted, clenching around Lucien.

“Come on Katarina, I need your release,” he growled, wrapping his hand around my neck. He didn’t choke me, but the slight pressure had fear and excitement coursing through me.

He upped his pace as I stroked my clit, seeing Aeon by the door with an almost feral expression, and I screamed when Lucien bit me again, pushing me over the edge into oblivion. A couple of more thrusts and Lucien roared his release.

We caught our breath together as I stroked his back, feeling at peace, but I knew it would not last long. There was still a lot to talk about, and I dreaded that conversation.

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