Rubbing myself against him, he skimmed his over my breast. The feel of his hand cupping me was something I didn't want to end. I wasn't a small woman, but his large frame covered mine. I had never felt more alive and couldn't explain it, but at that moment, I felt safe, protected, wanted, and he made me fill as if I only existed for him. I gripped him with my thighs, trying my hardest to bring him closer. An intense longing overwhelmed me, as well as thrilling me it scared the hell out of me. I wanted him deep inside of me and needed to feel that hardness sliding deep inside, taking me to places I had never experienced before. The tempo of his kiss changed; he became more demanding ravishing my mouth in an explosion of passion and desire. I moaned, wiggling my body, pushing it up against his, trying my hardest to get closer to him. I had never felt this burning heat before, and it scared me the way it was making me feel. A shiver of pleasure went down my spine as I felt his lips move down my throat, I dug my nails into his back and held on tight as he sucked on my throat teasing me with his lips and teeth. The husky moans that came from my mouth sounded federal, like a wild animal waiting to attack. I wanted him to fuck me, needed him to be deep inside me. It was like my hunger for him had grown tenfold.
He lifts his head, placing his lips against my ear, "I want to fuck you. I need to be inside of you," a low rasping growl escaped his lips before he slammed his lips against mine again, causing the intensity of the kiss to grow in heat.
The burning in my belly caused all thoughts in my mind to float away, turning into smoke and ash. The fire inside me burned hotter as his hard body pinned me to the wall behind me. I stripped his shirt off him and ran my hands down his back, feeling the muscles flex under my fingertips. His muscles are taut and hard. I moved my hands to his chest under my fingertips; I felt a light dusting of hair. God, he was ripped, his abs bunched as I dragged my fingers over them.
Pulling away from my body, he took my top into his fist. He ripped it off in one swipe baring my naked breasts to his gaze. He leaned down, kissing the tops of my breasts. I ached my back in bliss as he sucked the sensitive skin before moving down to take a stiff nipple into his mouth. Closing my eyes, I let the hunger sink into my body. The feelings he was giving me were descending into my bones. Everything he had to offer was everything I needed, and I wanted it right that second. He growled, making the vibrations shake over my body. I knew once I was completely bare to his gaze, there wasn't any turning back. I knew I'd never want anyone else as I did this man. That no matter how old I got; I would never want someone else.
The door slams open, hitting off the wall with a loud thud.
"Fuck! Shit Sorry, boss, but we got trouble," the obnoxious voice calls from the doorway.
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SCARLETT
Oh, God, did that really happen? My mind is spinning around with questions, as I watched Lucien walk out of the room closely followed by the shifter who had interrupted us. I recognised him straight away. He was the same shifter who'd been watching the TV Monitor's, he had given me the creeps then, and he had done the same this time around. Those beady eyes of his gave me the willies. I could feel his eyes on me, if Lucien hadn't stood in front of me shielding me from his gaze while I had straightened my clothing, he would have seen everything I had to offer. Yuk, I hope I didn't run into him again.
Once again, I am left to myself. Part of me was relieved, the other part…. not so much. It was as if he was never here in the room with me. Could I really believe what he had told me? I wanted to believe him so much, but I didn't really know him. I knew him through my visions or dreams that I have had, but that was not the same no matter how much I wanted to believe differently. I could still fill him, how was that even possible? I had a filling it wouldn't belong, and he'd be seeking me out. I was shitting myself. I was overcome with two things, excitement, and fear, and both were overpowering me. I had to get control of my emotions. I could feel my witch and omega inside me. They were both overtly excited about this development. More so the witch. I could fill her, jumping around in joy. That wasn't good. The Omega I could feel the pleasure radiating off her, but not to the same extent as the witch.
Do not get so bloody excited, I scorn them, it doesn't mean anything. I could feel them deflate at my words. Bloody heck, behave yourselves. There's no time for this. I need to push the feelings I had for Lucien to one side. Too much had happened in our conversation. I had agreed to a meeting with other Naturals and Humans. Bloody Hell come on, even the councils were going too attended. I had to get hold of Pamela, she was going to flip out. I know they were busy trying to find out who the woman was who had appeared before us. We had all agreed that she felt familiar, that we should have known her. So far, we had no clue. The only thing we decided on was that she wasn't from our timeline, which, if you think about it, was outrageous. Come on, time travel that wasn't possible. Was it? Get a grip, of course, it is not. I tell myself. Whoever she had been, she had been real and sent to warn us. So, we are taking it seriously. We had no choice. Pamela had gotten hold of a friend of hers who could trace these so-called waves; apparently, they are similar to a radio wave. It was above my head all this science stuff. Apparently, according to Ava, he had arrived at our house and had promptly started to jump about. She hadn't been able to control her laugher as she described how he'd begun jumping up and down. Then started running around in circles waving these mental sticks about. We were still waiting for the results. I didn't want to say to Pamela, but it sounded like a waste of time; I could be wrong. Anyway, as far I was aware, she hadn't appeared since.
I had no choice I had to tell them about this meeting. I couldn't put it off. They needed to know what they could be walking into. I had to prepare myself as well. It could turn fatal for all. Then there was Lucien. I couldn't avoid him, it wasn't logical. If the fates had a hand in this, then it wasn't something I could prevent, in fact, that went for everyone. It wouldn't surprise me if they did. They could be crafty.
Of course, I could go to see the Oracle. She was very old and coming to the end of her life. She could still give you advice if you required it. I had gone to her once when I was younger. My cousin had convinced me to go with her. She had left me feeling confused, and I still didn't know what she had been on about. It had been before all my powers had come into full force. I didn't intend to go again. When she passed, another would have to take her place. They would generally be a child, no younger than eight, but no older than fourteen and could be of either sex. Though they typically were females than males. The person who took on the Oracle role wouldn't know that they were taking on the position until the last Oracle had passed away.
I had to get out of this office. I needed a shower.
I wanted Lucien's smell off me. It was lingering far too long. It was a combining mixture of his cologne, his own body odour, and some sort of body wash. It was just too much for me to handle.
I slowly made my way to my room. I started to get this feeling that I was being watched, I stopped and turned around nothing. A shiver went down my spine. I turned and hurried down the corridor. I felt the hand on my shoulder even before it touched me. Long Skelton like fingers was curled around my shoulder, their dark red nails were like an Eagles talon. She dug them into my flesh, drawing blood, causing me to cry out. I knew she had left a mark on my skin. I did not have to turn around to know who was behind me, I could smell her perfume.