Chapter 41

                                    

                                          
Lucy Rosier 🐺
18th of December, Waning Crescent 🌗
Strong scent of safety and serenity tickled my senses pleasurably as I parted my eyes. My body felt sore, since I gave away the first day out of hospital to the passions of reuniting with Lucius. But my soul was singing. His arm was firmly tossed over my waist, holding me close to his chest, the warmth of his naked body against mine bringing a soft smile to my sleepy face. I noticed a pile of clothing on the floor and sighed in awe at the perfection of this morning.
Cold, faint sun peeked through the curtain, announcing a bright day. The Yule Ball had marked the beginning of the winter break and as I realised, I had not ventured with my plans thus far. My belly contracted at the thought of having to choose between staying at the school with Mina, who was finally safe to visit Stelios any time she liked, going back to my aunt, or...
'Good morning, sweetheart' Lucius's soft mutter against my ear stopped my rapid train of thoughts and I felt bliss take over my mind once more.
'Morning, handsome' I turned my head and welcomed the gaze of his sleepy ocean-blue eyes. He pulled me into a kiss instantly and I celebrated every single soft touch of his skin against mine. His breath rested on me as he sighed in deep content too and I cupped his scruffy cheek, caressing it with admiration.
'Lucy' His voice curved down at the end, announcing a serious conversation and I shifted more comfortably in his arms, gazing up curiously.
'Yes, my love?' I asked as I rested my head over his chest.
'I want you to move in with me. Into the Manor. I cannot bare another moment without you by my side' I was taken aback by his firm, serious tone, and the lack of question in his announcement.
It was decided.
And I felt deeply honoured.
I approached my face to his, the tips of our noses nearly touching as I drowned in his gorgeous eyes.
'I want nothing else' Was my reply and our mouths collided without another word being said. I smiled softly against his lips as I felt his member rising up from my thigh and I nibbled on my lower lip as I slid my legs apart over his hips. Lucius's gaze ignited as he cupped my breast and breathed in bliss as he felt my wet folds against his proudly aroused shaft.
The scent of the morning, wrinkled duvet, soft stuffiness in the room and the very erotic scent of his body sharpened around us as I felt myself drip over his tip. He made a glorious sound of desire, and I collapsed my body over his member, impaling myself to the limits.
I felt so full... so... complete.
Lucius's eyes sparkled as he held my hips and we moved in unison, gasping and calling each other's names in awe, our bodies connected in harmony. Faster and more rapidly every moment.
The pleasure rose to the ceiling and an uncontrollable series of whimpers and pleads escaped my throat as I reached my highest, my love following as he thrust his hips up with a religious devotion.
'I love you, my queen' He whispered into my ear and I collapsed next to him, panting. My gaze caught his eyes quickly and I felt fire emerge from them as I stared at the man I needed the most.
'I love you' I said passionately and pulled him into a deep kiss, ignoring drops of sweat covering our faces and bodies.
We rolled off the bed lazily and Lucius opened the window. The view of his perfectly shaped naked body framed by faint sunbeams making him look like a deity. The cold winter air filled the room and I covered myself with one of his white shirts, while tracing my stare down his muscled back and the perfect bottom followed by a pair of strong, long legs.