The Prince’s Bride

You inconsiderate man!

Sometimes we wish for desires that we are not prepared for. Desires that when they do arrive, or before they do, we regret the process. Such in Dalia's case, as she stares back at the Queen in stun.

If the heavens are to judge, they did give Dalia what it is she wished for, as with her own lips did she wish for a savior for she and Sebastian, and she did get what she want, as that is what Lucien is to them.

She may not have been specific about her prayers, but the one which managed to slip out of her lips was granted by the heavens, yet, she blames them for having make her go through such experience of meeting another to lie and make her go through such pain.

A lie that can be washed away if just looked away, yet, it seems to be more than that to Dalia, as even Lucien questions himself if he has indeed done something more to her, to make her reaction worse to him.

"Is his Highness aware of this, your Majesty?" Dalia questions from the Queen.

"Each of it all, he is." Lagartha responds to Dalia, making her nod her head in understanding.

"Then I wish to see him." Dalia adds, while she begins to rock Sebastian lightly, feeling him stir uncomfortably. Lagartha smiles at the response she receives from Dalia, while hearing her response that it doesn't take a second for Lucien to reveal himself, landing his gaze on Dalia.

Of no reason did Lucien have to hide his presence, if he didn't feel irrational decisions may be made once he reveals himself to Dalia, without her of no knowledge of what the heat consists of, for that, his reason for involving his mother.

Irrational decisions such as not able to control his hands from her, likewise vice versa.

Lucien's gaze merging with that of Dalia, as even if billions stand in the room at the moment, both will neither recognize nor pay attention to any, as only the gaze they have on each other matters. 

As Dalia's gaze remains on Lucien, her feet and arms says otherwise, as willingly her legs takes steps on their own, moving closer to the Queen, until she hands over Sebastian to her, all while her gaze remains on the man in front of her.

Lagartha, watching it all and knowing where Dalia's gaze remains, takes Sebastian willingly, watching Dalia now take steps to Lucien. 

"You inconsiderate man!" And Dalia takes the Queen and even herself by surprise, when her words come with her actions of her hands that now beat against Lucien's chest in frustration. "You. Make. Me. Feel. Like. Hell. And. You. Still. Look. Like. The. Composed. Man. You. Are!" with each of Dalia's words, so does a hit follow through on Lucien's chest, whereas Lucien let's her take out her anger, till he can not anymore, and his hands stop hers by gripping her own, yet, Dalia being Dalia, resist in his grip.

"Dalia... Dalia...Dalia..." Lucien's words come with every struggle she pulls to still hit him, as all he can concentrate on is seeing her this way, in a way of evident discomfort present in her. Lagartha seeing all these, decides to leave the two, and take Sebastian with her, especially when the poor infant assumes to be hungry, with no one to take heed to him.

Lagartha removes herself gradually, not making her absence known, as even if she had, they probably wouldn't pay attention, when all the two see is themselves.

"Dalia...listen to me..." Lucien still on his best to tame her, coming to realize  just how Dalia's strength protrudes, as even if he does try not to use force on her, he can't help but feel the pain that comes with her hit, even to someone like him. "Listen to me Dalia!" Lucien not able to accept her resistance have his voice raising at Dalia, as that seems to get her attention, taking her gaze to stare into his green ones.

"Everything you feel, I feel it too!" Lucien with utmost sincerity and solemnity speaks. "I will never be inconsiderate of you, and if I am, I would never be here with you, but I care about you Dalia, I burn for you Dalia, and even if your words come hurtful to me, I can't not leave your side Dalia. I can never do that. So yes, I may have delayed such an important part about our lives to you, but that is the only thing I did wrong. Please do not punish I and yourself, all for the sake of your anger to me.

Everything I say and act with you comes for my heart, as you do know I am neither a liar nor a betrayal, especially to you." Lucien's words coming out raw, as neither a word nor an act comes from Dalia, as she only stares at Lucien with racing heart and listening ears. 

"You are going into heat, and at this night, it is only about to become immense, if you don't be by my side and I'm not by yours. See through me Dalia, see through my words and feel my heart is telling truth to you. Please do not punish us with something that we can solve easily, if you just accept our bond. A bond that has more to offer that you see it now. I promise." Lucien adds, as still not a word erupt Dalia's lips, as all she relays on, is Lucien's lips, and their movements.

Even hearing and understanding Lucien's words, Dalia has words to add, yet, she can't find herself speaking anything, than just staring at Lucien, whom still has his hands holding hers. 

"Mate with me Lucien." Dalia's words finally come, as Lucien sighs defeated, knowing his words and proclamation will do nothing at a night like this, especially when their eyes are clouded by lust, especially Dalia.

"Dalia..." Lucien's words come incomplete, as his grips on her wrist loosens and Dalia takes that as her opportunity to wrap her hands around Lucien's neck, raising her toes, till she is reaching his height to claim his lips in hers.

Even though taken by stun at Dalia's immediate reaction, Lucien, doesn't the deny the feeling of content of finally having his body merging with Dalia's, as his his wrap and grip her waist tightly, while running his fingers around her body, and returning the kiss passionately, with his mouth now in control of Dalia's.

Dalia moans in the kiss, finally fulfilling parts of her arousal, yet, it doesn't stop the wetness that drip her thighs, which now begins to cover Lucien's nose. Enticed and aroused by Dalia's wetness. Lucien grip harder on Dalia's body, as his hands move to her behind, gripping the succulent skin that lays there, until he has his hands gripping her thighs and raising her up to meet his waist.

Not getting enough of each other, the both moan in their enticement, as Lucien's feet begins making movement, inside of Dalia's room, as when his hands slams her door shut, Lucien wastes no time to sit Dalia by the dressing table, while his hands devour her body.

Dalia's chest heaving by the second, with her hands running along Lucien's shirt buttons, undoing them one after the other, till she completely has the grey shirt Lucien has on, off his body and down the ground. Lucien being aware of the whole situation, even if driven by lust covering his eyes, take his lips of Dalia for a second, staring into her orbs, reminiscing how flushed and beautiful she is.

"Don't stop Lucien, please don't." Dalia pleads with utmost want in her eyes, as Lucien do know the length to which they are furthering, and wants to take it slow, yet, with the desperation in her eyes and the burning of their skin away from each other, Lucien resumes his lips on Dalia, as this time the cloth Dalia had on her body to cover her undergarment is long gone by now, making it easy for Lucien to slip his hands into the transparent one she wears, up to her breasts.

A loud moan escapes Dalia's lips, feeling Lucien's tomb tug on her n****e as with that gesture alone, Dalia's body begins to shiver at the pleasure, that she doesn't know when her head goes back and she has Lucien's name in her lips, screaming in ecstasy to continue.

Unfortunately, Lucien halts his actions, taking Dalia's head to rise and stare at him, only to view the smirk on his lips, as when words decide to erupt from Dalia's lips, they retain back, feeling Lucien’s actions on the hem of her long undergarments, raising to pull it off completely.

Dalia assists him, by making it easier for him to pull it off her head, revealing her in only her naked self, with Lucien being in between her thighs, covering her Lady parts, and exposing her full breasts on display.

At the sight, Lucien's eyes go dark, as Adon jumps to take control, and in less than a second, Lucien has his mouth covering one of Dalia's breasts and his hand on the other, fumbling and tugging on each of them, while Dalia roar in ecstasy.

Her moans, her cries and her excitement all filling the air, along with the dripping wet liquid from her thighs, as that only sends Lucien to increase his pressure, driving Dalia mad, until she reaches a c****x she can no longer control and erupts in a shivering mess of having Lucien's mouth in her breasts, that Lucien finally takes his mouth off, to watch the beauty of him bringing her to a c****x.

Lucien, definitely not satisfied, as his body still burns for Dalia to be in her completely, yet, he can't be selfish and make a decision at such a night when his eyes are clouded, especially when he knows with what he has just done to Dalia and how he has pleased her, should last her for awhile till when the sun will rise up again, and they will able to make reasonable decisions, but when Dalia's words come next, Lucien is shocked, as it is far from what he envisaged.

"I want more of you Lucien. I want you inside of me." Lucien stares at the woman in front him in stun. "Please, I still need you." And how wrong is Lucien, when he does envisage she will last some hours, when she didn't even last a minute.

"I want to Dalia, believe me, but I will curse myself if I do anything of great effect to you when you're not in the right state of mind." Lucien speaks to his mate, as his hands can't help but roam around her hips.

"I am in the right state of mind Lucien, and I want you deep inside of me." Dalia speaking raw and vividly, takes even Lucien by surprise with her words. "Except you do not feel the same with me." Dalia adds.

"Every cell in my body envisages on how to take you to that bed and devour your body, while you scream my name in pure ecstasy as I pump into you, yet I can not do that Dalia, because I am restricted and would never do anything against your permission." Lucien informs Dalia sincerely, as his own words do come indecent.

"If that is so then, I give you my permission." Dalia begins. "I Dalia Delvinkin accept you, Lucien zeak as my mate." And with Dalia's words so does the darkness in Lucien's eyes resumes in full custody.