"Well... yes." The trace of amusement back in his voice, making it all the more annoying. His hand moved over her hip, down her thigh and back up. She felt his claws snag briefly on her dress, and trembled.
She frowned, confused by his simple statement and distracted by his touch. "Why?" Was all she managed.
"Because we were meant to be together." He said simply.
He trailed his fingers over the swell of her ass, moving between their two bodies.
Adrianna gasped as he squeezed her flesh in his hand. His touch sent a jolt of sensation down her spine, causing her nipples to harden, straining with her breath against her bodice. She squirmed again, but it only made him press tighter up against her, holding her fast. She was finally lost for words.
"Can't you feel it?" He murmured, more a purr than a growl now.
She made a quiet whimper of protest, as his hardening manhood pressed against her. Frozen in fear and betrayed by her own body's reaction, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
He moved the dark curtain of her hair aside, and bent to her neck. She flinched, expecting him to bite, but his mouth closed softly on her skin, and he sucked and kissed her there.
Unexpected fire bloomed, heat radiating over her skin. Her skin trembled where he touched. She felt the heat of his breath and the wetness of his tongue, and she moaned. Her fingers stretched out and scratched at the bark of the tree.
She barely registered when he reached up and untied the lace of her cloak and pulled it off her shoulders to fall on the ground at her feet.
The more he kissed and caressed her, the more she felt her body melt. He held her up with no effort, one hand entwined with hers against the trunk of the tree, his body supporting hers.
Her quiet moans seemed to inflame him. He pushed his hand up under her breast and cupped it, squeezing hard.
"No..." Adrianna whispered as his thumb grazed her nipple, teased it through the layers of her dress. Lucas didn't answer, just hooked his fingers in the neckline and pulled, tearing the cloth. It made a harsh ripping sound and her bodice hung open, the thin chemise her only covering.
That brought her to her senses momentarily, and she started to struggle again, fruitlessly writhing and bucking. But it seemed to only add to his urgency. When he pulled at her chemise, the tie at the back of her neck snapped and it came easily open. He pushed up under the cloth and his hand found her breast again, skin on skin. His hand was soft and warm.
This time as he caressed her breasts Lucas was the one who softly moaned. He pushed against her, grinding his erect member against her ass.
"Why do you fight me?" He purred. "I offer only pleasure."
A warring mixture of anger, arousal and shame reddened Adrianna's face. She was suddenly hot and wet between the legs. No one had ever touched her like this, of course, and it was as if she was only now waking up. Her senses felt heightened, her nerves on fire. Her body didn't care that he was the enemy.
When she didn't answer, he grabbed her and turned her around. He leaned her against the tree again and pressed his mouth to hers.
Adrianna had once kissed Jeremiah. When they were childhood friends – before his drinking and the hunting had changed him. It had been a sweet, innocent meeting of lips, a pleasant daytime dalliance.
This was nothing like that. Lucas kissed her hungrily, as though he wanted to devour her. When she opened her lips in a gasp he pushed his tongue into her mouth.
Adrianna found herself responding despite her resolve to resist. Her own tongue pushed back at his, as though fighting him. He grabbed her by the back of her neck and held her still, his fingers tangling in her long hair.
Somehow the violence of it added to the pleasure, the intoxicating sensations. Their breath mingled, their lips teased and nibbled.
She bit him, perhaps in a small act of rebellion. He only pulled her head back by the hair, stilling her for a moment, and kissed her harder.
Addy wrapped her arms around him, clutching his broad shoulders. And he grabbed at her skirt, bunching it up high on her thigh.
In sudden panic, she broke away from the kiss. "What are you-" she started, afraid he was about to take her right here and now.
But he only sank to his knees, and pushed her skirts higher. He pressed his face against her, seeking her sex. He inhaled deeply, as though taking in her scent, and she felt his breath cool on her moist thighs. He made a low growl.
Adrianna was intensely embarrassed by the intimate contact, and not at all sure what was happening. But before she could protest, he held her by the hips and she felt his tongue delve into her folds.
All she could do was wordlessly whimper. She wobbled on weak knees, and grabbed his shoulders for support. Intense pleasure shocked through her with every teasing movement, every lick of his darting tongue. Finally she relaxed back against the tree trunk, parting her legs to allow him better access.
Was this what married men and women did? Her knowledge of sex was limited to what happened among farm animals. She had never heard - never dreamed of such a thing as this. She'd never even known it was supposed to be pleasurable. Not for the woman, anyway.
Lucas' claws dug into her skin just deep enough to cause little pinpricks of pain, a counterpoint to the waves of pleasure.
"Why..." she whispered, eyes closed in bliss, her head turned to one side resting against the tree. "Why did no one tell me?"
He ignored her, lost in his exploration. He lapped at her with his tongue, then found the small nub that was the most sensitive place and sucked on it. He hummed in delight, sending vibrations against her skin.
For a moment she looked down at him, and he must have sensed it, for he looked back up and met her gaze. He lay a kiss on her mound, on the soft curls of dark hair, almost reverently. His amber eyes gleamed in the moonlight for a moment before he continued.
Each touch, each lick and movement, was a new pleasure to be discovered. Not only that, but as she reluctantly gave in and her body relaxed, the pleasure built and coalesced. It felt like it was building to something, something that was now just out of reach.
Her hips moved of their own accord, in time with the rhythm of Lucas' tongue. She gave little moans. She wanted to stop him. But also wanted to give in; to reach that obscure peak. Her breath caught in her throat. Her fingers dug into Lucas' shoulders. "No," she whispered weakly.
His insistent tongue flicked and circled. He sucked on her nub.
She cried out, throwing her head back, as she reached the edge and tumbled over. Her body tensed, wracked with spasms of bliss. White lights exploded behind her closed eyelids. Her thighs pressed tightly together; her legs trembled.
Through it all Lucas refused to give up his hold on her, hands gripping her hips and his tongue relentlessly teasing. He seemed to know the exact moment when it got to be too much – when she shuddered and all the tension released from her body. He pulled away from her and after a moment, he stood up.
He pulled the unresisting Adrianna against him, and she rested her head against his chest. His breath was ragged, and she could hear his heart beating almost as fast as hers.
She panted, her lips open as she caught her breath, and as rational thought returned she battled with what had just happened. She was angry at herself for how easily she had given in, how quickly she had surrendered to him.
"I can protect you." He said. "I will make you happy."
She didn't know what to say.
"No more running."
Adrianna nodded dumbly, wanting to placate him for now. Telling herself she didn't mean it.
He inhaled, face pressed against her hair, then growled softly. She suddenly keenly felt him - his manhood still rigid against her hip. Felt how flushed her own skin was, and how wet she was between the legs. Her sex felt swollen and sensitive, her thighs slick with her juices.
"I thought I could wait..." he murmured, as if talking to himself. "But the moon is nearly full, and it pulls at me." He took her face in his hands and made her look up at him. "I know you do not love me yet. But you will, Adrianna. We are fated – you will see."
Something in his eyes made her shiver. She could see the complete certainty, the belief in what he was saying. And a strange emotion ran through her – a feeling of warmth and... affection? For a moment, she could almost believe him.
Adrianna scowled. What magic was at work here? How dare he play with her like that?
Seeing her expression, Lucas smiled. Indulgently, as though he had known her long enough to find her moods amusing. She opened her mouth, about to curse him, but he stifled her words with a kiss.
This time, it was gentle. His lips were soft, and he caressed them with his own. His tongue gave the merest flick against her lips, and Adrianna found herself parting her mouth for him.
She could taste herself on him. Warmth flooded her – a pleasant feeling that radiated from her heart, and she closed her eyes and let it wash over her.