The Prince’s Bride

The marking.

Battles.

Some we overcome and some we do not, yet, some we do know how to overcome but choose not to.

Similar to Lucien's case, as his gaze remains vividly on Dalia, hearing her accept him as her mate. The darkening of his eyes, becoming brighter, as Adon seems to have listened to what his ears have always wished for, while Lucien takes back control.

"Dalia..." Lucien's words come first.

"Shh...let's not do any talking again." The heat being the only thing clouding Dalia's head, as her hands roam around Lucien's bare torso. Lucien with a smirk at the eagerness Dalia has, that never in his life has he ever seen, as such sight is one he will be reminiscing about for days to come.

Seeing her state, Lucien leans in again, taking full custody of Dalia's lips, giving her hope that is short lived when he pulls away gradually. "I can't Dalia, I can't mate with you, at least not tonight." Lucien begins as Dalia's gaze now covers in perplexity and hurt.

"You may not envisage so, but the heat is clouding your judgement and I. There is so much you need to know before we proceed to this, and I regret not having inform you sooner till this day, but I will not do that to you again, especially by mating with you when your eyes are clouded with lust." Lucien explains to Dalia.

"In conclusion, what your words mean is you do not wish to mate with me? Even after I am giving my full permission?" Dalia questions Lucien, as he stays  silent, staring into her orbs filled with hurt and desperation that he knows once he gives in, he may loose the Dalia he knows, due to irrational decisions and lust, when her eyes is finally clear of all of it.

"You should have told me you didn't want me, then I shouldn't have even let you touch me, if only you're going to reject me." Dalia begins her assumptions and tantrums.

"Dalia..."

"No, I do not wish to hear your words." Dalia faces Lucien squarely. "All you wanted was to hear me accept you, only to reject me. Well let me inform you, your Highness Lucien king," Dalia adds, speaking with utmost anger that to Lucien, he finds adorable, especially when she begins her formulation of strength to him.

"I reject you first, before you do it." Dalia's lips curving into a pout, feigning words that even she do not mean, as that alone gets a reaction from Lucien, that he chuckles out loudly, earning Dalia's brows to furrow.

"It does not work like that, my love." Lucien with a smirk on his lips, as he tries to caress the skin on Dalia's face, while she dodges away from him, making him chuckle even more. "You're mine and mine alone forever now Dalia Delvinkin, and so am I yours." Lucien states to Dalia, with his gaze seeping his words into her, that even she remains speechless for a while.

"Then mate with me." Dalia speaks suddenly, as that gets a sigh from Lucien. "My body burns Lucien, my heart and soul want you, what else is needed for me to get you to accept my proposal?" Dalia questions, clearly exhausted with her feelings.

"The full moon." Lucien answers. "Once the full moon is over, and you're away from the heat, if, you still want me to complete our bond, then I promise you Dalia, that I will make you scream and ride my name in pleasures you have never experienced in your lifetime." Lucien's words coming heavily and powerful, that Dalia gulps down the thought of his words.

Dalia doesn't speak a word, as her gaze only remains on Lucien, while his on hers. " I want to complete the bond with you. I want to kiss your neck, while I caress this thick body of yours. I want to suck your breasts and lower, then mark you as mine forever, before I eventually mate you completely. " Lucien's explains his words gradually, that he knows his words will affect Dalia vividly.

"You appreciate to see me like this, don't you Lucien?" Dalia questions Lucien daringly. "You like what your words do to me, and you enjoy it vividly, yet, I choose not to be the one to suffer it alone. If you won't mate with me, then let me go." Dalia tells her mate.

"Go? Where will you go?" Lucien in full custody of Dalia with her words.

"Well if you won't satisfy me, let me find who will." Dalia speaks, as that get the focus and vivid concentration of Lucien with her words.

"Never in my existence will I let another male touch what is mine." Lucien with authority radiating off him, speaks that Dalia shivers.

"Now you are being selfish." Dalia can't help but roll her eyes. "Why in the heavens name, do I get to be the one who goes through this, and all you do is stay between my legs and taunt me?" Dalia getting frustrated at it all speaks, as Lucien only stares at the new attributes exhibited by his mate by the full moon. One which consists of bluntness.

"I feel it too, you know so." Lucien responds to her.

"Yet, the desperation is not present in your eyes." Dalia makes her statement with full gaze on Lucien. "If you won't mate with me, at least do not taunt me anymore, and let me leave your embrace." Dalia adds.

"And where would be better than my embrace on you?" Lucien questions her with furrowed brows.

"I'm not running away your Highness, all I wish to do is to have some steps away from you, perhaps, I may have relieve." Dalia defends, whereas Lucien listens to her adamant request, knowing fully what will happen, when he indeed leaves her.

Wanting Dalia to experience it herself,   Lucien picks up her transparent undergarment, sliping it back to her body, before he retracts his body from hers, and she gets down from the dressing table. Lucien watching her like a hawk, eyeing her every step, watch Dalia walk steps away from him, closer to her bed, when he sees her come to a stop and a wince erupting her lips.

"Why is my body on fire again, Lucien?" Dalia turning to Lucien, as she needs not to say more, before Lucien is closer to her side again.

"I tried to warn you my love, but for the night, I have to keep you in my embrace, else it will be a tough night for the both of us." Lucien explains to Dalia.

"Well, it is already tough." Dalia states as a matter of fact.

"It can be easier, if you let me hold you. It won't solve the craving and discomfort, but it will ease the burning for the both of us. I need you Dalia, and so do you." Lucien tells his mate, as his hand gradually moves to land on her waist, such with his touch on Dalia, does she find relieve truthfully.

Dalia already moaning at his hand roaming her body, moves herself even closer to Lucien, till there is no inch between them. "You mentioned something about marking me, what is that?" Dalia questions with intrigue.

"Its a procedure to complete the mate bond. For me to complete our bond, I will need to mark you, that way It shows the world that you are taken, and no other unmated werewolves will come after you, while seeing my mark on you." Lucien informs Dalia, as his one hand goes to caress her face, while he towers her.

"Is it painful?" Dalia asks.

"Yes, but such pain only lasts for a second or two, only to replaced by immense pleasure. More so, once it is done, it create a special kind of connection between you and I, such that I begin to feel what you feel and you do too. I can find you wherever you are and so can you. Totally, it is more of a bond that only the two of us can server. A special and worthy one."  Lucien furthers, as Dalia's gaze lives to meet his.

"Can we do it now?" Dalia speaks taking Lucien by stun with her words.  " I recall perfectly that you say we can not mate yet, and from what you say, this isn't mating, just the process, and you also say, it creates immense pleasure, which I am in desperate need of. Your embrace can not do it all Lucien." Dalia with her thinking speaks.

"Dalia..." Lucien's calls out her name again for the number of time he can not recall.

"I plead of you Lucien, I'm ready for this and I won't regret it, if that's what you're thinking. I accept if you say we won't mate, but, try to put me in your shoes with this feeling that drives me insane." Dalia  begins, as her words gradually convinces Lucien. "Please me Lucien, let me feel you in the littlest of ways. Please." Dalia pleads, with desperation in full display, that with her words, even if Lucien envisages of declining, not when she stares at him with eyes that he can ease her pain.

"Okay. I will mark you Dalia, but only that for the night, as I want you to also have a say when your mind is free." Lucien tells her, as Dalia nods her head diligently.

Lucien stares at his mate one last time, confirming what it is he is about to do, as when his hands begins roaming Dalia's satin dress again, a sense of relief and ease begins washing over her.

Soon enough, Lucien has his lips entwining with hers, as this time he makes sure to bite and suck her tongue before he retracts from them, while his hands do no justice, as they roam and squeeze about Dalia's firm behind. Lucien's lips leave Dalia's gradually, as they descend with peppering kisses to her neck, while Dalia bends her neck in reflex, as though knowing how the marking is done.

Her neck giving more access to Lucien's actions, as when he sets a pace on a particular spot on Dalia's neck, he begins sucking and licking the skin on it, that begins sending Dalia's legs to wobble, while he supports her with his embrace on her waist. Lucien continues his torture on Dalia, as her lips speaks and moan his name from a low to a rising note, until Lucien believes the time has come for his fangs to detach out of his teeth, brushing then against Dalia's skin, sending her to a mix of overdrive.

Gradually, his fangs on her neck begins deepening as they send a wash of pain to Dalia that she hisses at the impact of Lucien's teeth entering her skin, until Lucien's fangs successfully hovers into her skin, erupting a loud sigh of relieve from the pain, as soon enough, the aftermath of Lucien's words begins surfacing.

The pleasure.

Every organ in her body beginning to swim in overdrive with Lucien's fangs in her, that her legs can no longer support her body, until Lucien holds her tight, as wet liquid drape from her legs effortlessly, filling Lucien's nose and changing the colour of his eyes, that in a swift motion he takes his fangs out of Dalia's skin, as his tongue now licks and suck on his doings present in her neck, such doings that involve Dalia to have Lucien's name in her lips, and echoing her room, along with the running liquid that still trace her legs in the c****x she seems to have enter for the second time of the night.

Such climaxes that makes Dalia wonder, just what would occur to her, when she eventually completes the bond with Lucien, as now, all they have done is, the marking claiming her to Lucien zeak, now and forever.