Revealing the Monster by Amelia Hutchins
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lovers are blind idiots that never realize what they have until it smacks them in the face. ~Lena
I licked my lips, and Lucian watched as I meandered around the ruined bed, lying on the only spot that hadn’t been destroyed. Lucian’s eyes burned with a vibrant blue glow that pulsed with the sound of drums. Like Erie, something within him pounded like a war drum.
He positioned himself behind me, his hands tilting my head back, and his thumb trailed over my mouth as I looked up at him. I ran my tongue against his thumb, and his jaw clenched when I took it into my mouth, sucking his finger.
“Good girl,” he growled in a rough, gravelly tone that seemed to wrap around me.
He replaced his thumb with the thick tip of his cock, running the velvety soft skin over my lips. I caressed it with my tongue and heard him gasp when I licked the bead of come that had escaped. I felt his eyes on me, watching as I fought against the chains, needing more control than they allowed.
Lucian leaned over, fanning his breath across my stomach, forcing more of him into my mouth as he slid his fingers through the mess of arousal he’d created. Without warning, he thrust forward, entering my throat until I groaned around him as he buried himself to his base. His deep, husky chuckle filled the room as he slowly pulled out an inch, thrusting forward again.
“Fucking hell, you’re so wet for me, Lena. Have you been this wet the entire time?” he asked, not expecting a reply since he was fucking my mouth.
I drew my tongue in circles over the sensitive underside of his thick, pulsing cock. His fingers entered my pussy, and I moaned around him, hollowing out my cheeks while sucking him off. He withdrew his fingers, placing his hands on the insides of my legs while he went harder against my mouth.
My thighs clenched with need, hating that his sounds of pleasure created a fire in my belly. Lucian’s position gave him full control, forcing me to take what he gave without complaint. The salty taste of him turned me on, knowing that if I could see his face, there would be the look of pleasure burning in his gaze that I craved from him.
Lucian didn’t slow down, pumping his hips mercilessly as he fucked the tight channel of my throat. Black dots filled my vision, swimming in it as he forced me to take what he gave. His heated breath fanned my needy core, causing a pulse to thrum in my pussy. I moaned as he slid his tongue between the lips of my sex, lapping at the arousal coating it. I lifted my knees, and my ass rocked to escape the pleasure he was creating.
My clit was already swollen from rubbing against it in my need of release from the past few days. Every inch of my body was sensitive from the endless state of arousal he’d forced on me. He laughed as I wiggled away from him, swallowing him repeatedly with the need to drain his cock. My teeth skimmed his skin, and he latched onto my clit, pounding even harder into my mouth, and I gagged as he hit something deep in my throat.
Lucian backed up, peering down at me while he pushed harder, deeper into me. His eyes turned back to the glowing blue that exposed his true nature. His fingers pumped into me, and I groaned as he forced his way into my pussy. My back arched, and a scream fought to escape past the cock that took up every inch of room in my throat.
My body started shaking, but Lucian just watched me sucking his cock. It wasn’t until tears started escaping my eyes from how far he stretched my throat that he acknowledged he was choking me. I didn’t need air when the furies joined us, but without them, I did. I started going limp as he withdrew from me, leaning down to kiss my lips.
“How much do you need to come right now, Lena?”
“More than I needed air with your cock fucking my throat, asshole.”
He snorted, moving around to the other side of the bed. I spread my legs apart for him and reveled in his expression while he took in my state of need. I lowered my hands, smoothing them down my body, and the sight enthralled Lucian.
He studied my face, knowing that I was beyond caring how I looked. His magic has prevented me from self-soothing, so I needed to come, and I needed to do it now. He settled between my thighs, slowly kissing the inside of my leg until his mouth hovered over my core. His fingers slid over and around my opening, drenched in an embarrassing amount of arousal.
“You should see yourself through my eyes, so fucking gorgeous and ready to be fucked. Beg me to fuck you, Lena. Tell me you’re my good girl, who needs to be fucked like a naughty, disobedient pet.”
“Fuck you,” I growled, yipping, as he bit playfully into the flesh of my thigh. “You’re infuriating!”
He laughed. The fucking asshole laughed before his mouth descended on my pussy. Lucian devoured it until I was screaming with the impending orgasm that refused to come. Tears leaked from my eyes, and I bucked against him, forcing him to slide his arms around my thighs, holding me in place while I thrashed on the bed.
A sob exploded from my lungs as I closed my eyes. I blocked Lucian out, fighting the pain from denial while he devoured me. It wasn’t pleasurable. It was torture, causing an endless ache that pulsed against my swollen clit. My nipples had hardened, and sweat beaded on my throat while he lapped hungrily against my pussy. His power withdrew from the room, but it didn’t stop the ache from the orgasm that refused to break free.
My body started to go lax, as it had once the pain became too much to handle from the endless state he’d forced me to endure. He lifted away from my pussy, slowly climbing my body to peer down into my gaze. He cupped my face between his hands, forcing me to look at him.
The look flaming in his eyes told me he was aware of what I felt and the pain that should have been pleasure. Pain with pleasure was one thing, but without it, it was merely torture. He slowly pushed into my body, lifting me with him until I straddled his powerful thighs. I whimpered at how far he stretched me, creating a burning sensation inside of my walls, which clenched against his cock.
“Wrap your arms around me,” he ordered.
I did, too mentally exhausted to argue with him. Lucian gripped my hips painfully, using them to lift and move my body. I lowered my head against his shoulder, hating him for making me respond to his. He traced soft kisses against my shoulder and groaned as my body shuddered from pain.
“Come for me, Lena,” he growled, and I trembled around him.
He lifted my face, and I opened my mouth as the most intense orgasm of my life rocked through me. The scream ripped from my lungs, filling the room as my pussy clamped down on him, causing him to grunt while he watched me shatter. The room spun around us, and light exploded behind my eyes. My vision swam with a kaleidoscope of sparks and colors that momentarily blinded me.
“Fucking hell,” Lucian grunted, holding me in the pleasure his body gave me. His hands released my face, lowering to my hips as I lifted my feet flat on the bed, shoving him down onto the ruined mattress.
I bounced on his cock, using my feet to reach the tip before dropping and rocking as I lifted back to the bulbous head. He watched me, sitting up, resting on his elbows while he thrust up, meeting my every downward stroke as I fucked him hard and slow.
I dropped forward, claiming his mouth hungrily, and he groaned, pushing his tongue past my lips to duel against mine. Lucian rolled us without warning, fucking me hard and fast as I fell into another earth-shattering orgasm that had tears of relief flowing. His galaxy-filled depths held my stare prisoner as he pumped his hips, faster, harder, with no mercy as my arousal coated his length.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Lena. I could spend an eternity watching you come for me. Do you understand?”
“Shut up and move, asshole,” I demanded hoarsely, my throat destroyed from Lucian fucking it and screaming my orgasm until the glass shattered. Lucian smirked, lowering his mouth to my puckered nipple, biting it hard enough to make me cry out. He chuckled against my breast, lifting his head to glare at me.
“Shut the fuck up and come for me. Do you have any idea how fucking hard I’ve been, knowing that you’re in my bed, drenched with a swollen clit? Do you think you’re alone in this torture? I almost demolished my entire club because staying away from you has been a fucking nightmare, woman. Now come for me because I need you sore and fucking wrecked for putting me through that shit.”
“Whose fault is that?” I whimpered as Lucian pushed my knees up against my shoulders, peering down at where we were joined.
“Damn, you burn so hot for me, Magdalena,” he growled, pulling out of my core to descend on it with his mouth. I howled as he sucked on my clit, flicking it with his tongue until everything within me broke apart. His thumb replaced his lips, and he groaned against my pussy as he lapped against it greedily. “Bloody hell, you taste like heaven on my tongue.”
“Lucian,” I moaned, using my legs to flip him onto his back, settling myself on his mouth. He growled, watching me as I writhed, grinding onto his tongue that speared into me. The noises he made sounded like he was drinking me as he fucked me with his mouth. It set off a chain reaction, and my wings snapped free as I exploded. “Fuck! Fucking hell, you bastard.”
Lucian laughed, staring into my eyes as I tried to lift free. He gripped my hips, using them to force me back down as he made inhuman noises while flicking his tongue inside of me. When he finally lifted my body, I stared down at the arousal coating his mouth with wide eyes as he slid me along his muscular frame, forcing me down until his thickness entered me violently.
Lucian smiled as I lowered my mouth, jutting my tongue out to taste my arousal on his lips. I was so engrossed in the kiss that I didn’t notice the weightlessness as we floated in the air. The entire room lost gravity, scattering the debris from my tantrum as it drifted around us. I gasped when my back touched the ceiling, placing my hands against it.
Lucian simply placed his hands on either side of my head, trapping me there as he fucked me harder. My mouth crashed against his, and I whimpered at the intensity as he slammed his cock deep into my body, driving yet another orgasm through my system.
“You’re my home, Lena.”
“And you’re mine, Lucian,” I whispered, watching him pull away from my lips to stare at me. “I love you, I always have.”
“Remember that.” He studied my face as he slowed his movements, tensing and moaning with his release. “You’re home to me. I can’t breathe without you, Magdalena. You’re my fucking air, and without you, I will destroy everything. You’re not out of trouble, though. You do not know what you did.”
“I’m sorry for leaving,” I admitted. “I didn’t know Erie would take me away from here.”
“If Lucifer had gotten to you….” His words trailed off, but I’d caught the emotion in his tone. “You can’t do that again. You have no idea what the fuck is at stake.”
“Then tell me. Make me understand, Lucian.”
“I can’t,” he growled, and I clasped onto him as we slowly floated back to the bed while gravity returned.
“Because you don’t trust me? I have given you no reason not to trust me.”
“You won’t stop going to Lucifer, Lena. You put yourself in danger every time you go to him.”
“I am not going to him, asshole. He’s pulling me to him. He has done it without me even being in stasis. I don’t know how to stop him from taking me to him,” I argued.
“You have to not want him to take you,” he snorted. “You don’t get it, woman. If you die, I die. You claimed me as your fucking mate. If I die, everything I have ever captured or claimed will be unleashed onto this world you love so much. If that happens, it’s game fucking over. You are my fucking weakness, and if anyone figures that out, you will become a target for my enemies. From the moment of my creation, I have never been vulnerable until you. There’s another thing, but I can’t tell you what it is until you can stop wanting Lucifer to take you away from me. You say you love me, and I don’t question it, Lena, because you’ve proven your loyalty and love to me by sacrificing your life. But you are placing us both in danger. Do you get that?” Lucian adjusted beside me, pulling my body against his while peering into my gaze.
“My seal is a living thing, Lena. It’s one of the three furies within you, the one that craves chaos and destruction. The seal lives and breathes to execute what it was created to protect—me. The second fury is judgment and the protector of Pandora’s Box, which houses the essence of the seven sins. The third and final fury is the keeper of Abaddon. No creature has ever been strong enough to house all three of the furies at once. Nyx assumed they would fracture and attach to one of the others she brought back, like your brother. She failed to calculate how fucking strong and powerful you were or would become. You can unleash Hell and the seven deadly sins into this world simply by touching the locks. You’ve become the key, Lena. You locked one fury within you, attaching it to your form with runes. She slumbers, stolen from the other two furies within you. I need to know how you did that because we have to put the other two down.”
“I can’t do it again, Lucian. The cost was my soul and the sacrifice of our child. I had to give up our son to a primordial being and the one thing I valued most in life. It left me an endless void of nothingness. I am soulless and don’t have a spare to recreate the spell. Not that it would matter, because I have nothing else that I value as much as I did my soul except for….”
“Except?” he asked, watching me.
“You,” I whispered, observing the way he smiled while my heart pounded painfully against my ribs.
“Then we keep you safe, Lena. Asmodeus knows his furies are back, and you can be damn sure he’s aware of what they hold within them. At one time, he was my friend. Now he’s Lucifer’s bitch. It doesn’t matter what Erie thinks or what Asmodeus says. An oath binds him that he made to Lucifer, and the only way he gets out of that bond is by unleashing Pandora from that box and freeing the power she stole from him by placing it into her box as one of the seven sins.”
“You think Asmodeus will betray Erie?”
“I don’t think, Lena. I know. The moment he is free of Erie, Asmodeus will be forced to return and carry that news to Lucifer. When Lucifer learns how to release his one true love, he will seek to do so at any cost.”
“Great, and I am the key to unlocking that box.” I swallowed past the lump forming in my throat. “And you’re the one thing standing between Lucifer using me and unleashing an entirely new level of hell onto this world. Would now be a bad time to point out that with the Unseelie prison open, the one thing that could kill me is once more accessible?”
“I’m aware.” Lucian leaned forward to place a soft kiss against my forehead. “I have men inside the prison already. Spyder has his shadows searching every inch for that dagger. We’ll find it and figure out how to destroy the fucking thing.”
“Why didn’t you tell me how you felt?” I asked, and his lips jerked into a wicked smile.
“I told Katarina that I loved her, and she used it against me. I failed to see how selfish and vicious she truly was. I promised to never repeat those words for as long as I exist. They’re just words that hold no meaning. Actions show how people really feel.” He searched my eyes before continuing. “When you took your life, I knew how you felt about me. You sacrificed yourself to spare me pain, and that told me everything I needed to know about you. You’re selfless and pure, Lena. There’s no world where you’re not mine because I would destroy them all to get you back.” Lucian pushed the hair away from my face, smiling at the way I narrowed my eyes on him.
“I knew you were mine from the moment I saw you. Not outside your ancestral home. In Oregon, when you watched the waves rolling in to crash onto the beach. You’d pulled me to you, and you were the most exquisite thing I’d seen in a very long time. It wasn’t your beauty that called to me, though. It was the loneliness I saw in your pretty eyes that matched the same emotion within me. It was also the soft scent of darkness that beckoned me to play with it. Like seeks like, discovering what it craves most no matter what stands between it and what it needs. That’s why you’re mine. You’re the other half of me that I’ve spent lifetimes seeking and hadn’t found until you.”
“Is that it? I thought it was my sparkling personality and the first woman in history to tell your ancient ass to get bent.”
“That was part of it, and that you looked into the eyes of a monster, and you wanted to play. You weren’t afraid of me, even though you should have been.”
“Maybe you’re not as scary as you think you are, Lucian Blackstone.” I pushed him down and smiled as he settled back, placing his arms behind his head, watching as I slid onto his cock. “You owe me so many orgasms, asshole.”
“Are you planning on having your way with me, Mrs. Blackstone?” he challenged, his eyes sparkling in challenge.
“Indeed, I am, Mr. Blackstone. And you have yet to marry me, which means I am not your wife yet. You want me, put a ring on it, asshole. Until then, shut the fuck up and fuck me like you hate me. I’m fucking starving for you.”
“Good,” he growled, lifting me by my hips to slam me back down. I gasped, shuddering at the delicious soreness he’d created. “You’re so fucking hot when you think you’re in control.” He rolled me beneath him as he slowly thrust into my body. “I almost want you to keep pretending you are, but we both know that you’re not. Now scream, because I’m going to show you how it feels to be mine again, and you will be a good little girl and take it for me.”
