Chapter 13 ∣  Do NOT Seduce Me

-Evicka

I'm coming to a breaking point, thoroughly fed up with Lucca injecting me with undiluted silver right before I drift off to sleep. It's such a lovely thing to look forward to...

The night passes me by, daybreak creeping onto the horizon. It'll be time for my injection soon...

I'm allowed off my chain to take a shower and get dressed. Lucca leaves the room, letting the door remain unlocked. Yes, he's taken my belt away, and I'm not even sure where my original clothes are, to be honest.

He probably has them hidden away somewhere.

After stepping out of the shower, I blow dry my long white hair, deciding to braid it over my shoulder and down my chest to keep it reigned in. My outfit of choice for today's night in captivity is a pair of black yoga pants and a light blue tank top.

What's my plan?

How am I going to get out of here and to Russia?

My thoughts are drawn to Lucca...he'll never let me out of his home...unless it's for me to be brought before King Locaine. I'll have to escape and to do that, I'll need my full strength back.

My mother told me all about how her and my father met...she was once a vampire's slave. She never went into much detail, except that my father turned her when she was at death's doorstep.

She managed to escape from him...once...

...so, I don't see why I can't do the same with Lucca. He can't be that powerful.

Maybe I can seduce him?

If I attempt that, I know he'll just take over me again and this time...he won't stop.

Love, lust, infatuation?

Eh...at this point I can't figure out what I feel. After all...all he's showing me is that he wants to get in my pants...badly. I'd be lying to myself if I said I don't want him too.

As I come out of the bathroom, Lucca is leaning up against the door to the hallway, observing me. He's wearing his faded jeans and a plain black shirt with black shoes. His hair still appears slightly damp...had he showered somewhere else?

"Why must you continue to stare at me like I'm your prey?" I roll my eyes as I close the bathroom door behind me. I see a smile creep onto his face before it turns right into a smirk.

Now what?

"Are you ready to tell me the truth?" Lucca asks while arching a brow, hoping that everything he's doing is wearing me down.

"Nope," I shrug my shoulders casually, crossing my arms just beneath my breasts.

"If you don't tell me, I'll bring you with me to Russia in a few days so Locaine can execute you," Lucca's eyes watch for my reaction.

Bringing me to Russia in chains?

That's not going to happen.

I give him no reaction. I'm done showing him my weaknesses. All going well, I will be the one going to Russia of my own free will to kill the rest of the recognized coven leaders. I will not let him bring me to Locaine as a prisoner guilty of treason and awaiting execution.

"Why?" I narrow my eyes on him, my arms tensing.

"The penalty for treason...is death. I will hand you over to him. You heard me at the masquerade ball, and I plan on keeping my promises. What is my word worth otherwise?" Lucca's mind seems to be wandering.

If I'm genuinely going to die...maybe I should try my plan on Lucca.

"Lucca?" I ask, tilting my head to the side in an innocent manner.

Yea, I'm far from that.

I'm about ready to laugh but halt myself.

"I thought I told you my name was off limits," Lucca's eyes are playful though his voice holds an authoritative tone.

Ha!

I see...we're going to play it that way.

I'm game.

I step delicately across the marble floor, the cold feeling nice against my bare feet. My hips sway just ever so slightly, but enough to bring Lucca's eyes down to my waist.

Perfect.

I end my movements toward him, coming to a halt a mere foot away from his body. Lucca's arms are hanging down at his sides, his eyes looking at me with wonder.

"Master," I bring my hand up to his exposed upper arm, feeling his smooth skin beneath my touch. I watch his eyes flash, knowing he's feeling the warmth that I've felt whenever he touches me. I leisurely run the tips of my fingers down his arm and rest them on his forearm.

"Why don't we finish where we left off?" It's nice using his own words against him. His muscles tense under my fingertips as I see the smirk find its way onto his lips again.

Lucca rolls his arm, catching my elbow in his hand and pulling me against his chest. I breathe in sharply as my free hand flies up and lands against him. He wraps his free arm around my waist as he smiles, "But of course."

"One condition," I whisper, Lucca's lips lower themselves down onto my exposed neck as I speak lightly.

He pauses for a moment before committing to this condition, "What is that?"

"Do NOT seduce me..." I try to pull away from him slightly, wanting him to accept my terms. If I'm going to be with him, I want it to be of my own free will and not a suggestiveness he plants within me.

Lucca's tongue runs from my neckline, trailing it painfully slow up to my ear. His lips smile against my ear as he feels me shiver with anticipation against him, "As you wish."

At his words, he releases his hold on my elbow, bringing his hand behind my neck and grabbing it firmly. I know he won't bite me, but his fangs sweep dangerously across my skin, trailing down back to my collarbone. For the first time, I really do want that euphoric bite between another vampire.

Just one bite...

As he swirls his tongue skillfully on the soft spot between my neck and collarbone, I lift my head back, attempting to keep my moan at bay. His hand holds my neck securely in place, his arm that's wrapped around my waist...slowly releases me, gliding his hand over my hip.

I whine in protest as his soft lips leave my neck, his face pulling back to gaze deeply into my eyes. In his moment of observance over me, I push myself toward him, my lips finally connecting with his. The warmth scorches my skin in the most unbelievably, pleasurable way I've ever felt.

I want him.

Lucca hungrily flicks his tongue across my bottom lip. I immediately part my lips, allowing his tongue to slip in, stroking my tongue as we became lost in a battle for control.

The spark deep inside me kindles once again. Lucca's grip on the back of my neck is no longer there to hold me from running away. It's needy, something I've not seen from him before.

My arms reach up, locking around the back of his neck. Running my hands through his hair, I test his desire, tormenting him with a sudden and sharp tug. His fangs thrill me, touching my lips as his raspy voice sends a shiver down my spine, "I'm not going to stop angel...you better have come prepared."

Lucca's words are enticing.

The fire spreads, collecting in my lower region once again. Letting go of my neck, he takes hold of my chin roughly, forcing me to look up into his now black rose eyes.

As though I weight nothing to him, Lucca's hand leaves my chin, wrapping both of my legs around his waist. I pull on the back of his head slightly harder, my want and need growing to be with this vampire.

Nearing the edge of his bed, Lucca lightly tosses me onto it, the comfortable covers encasing my body delicately. I prop myself up on my elbows and forearms, watching Lucca as he crawls toward me. One of his knees rests on the outside of my thigh, while the other is just a few inches away from my lower region.

"I want your top off. Now," Lucca's sexy voice brings pleasure once again to me, but he keeps his promise. I cross my arms in front of myself of my own free will, taking hold of the hem of my tank top and pulling it over my head. He brings me to a sitting angle, snapping the backing of my bra.

Lucca's fingertips rest lightly on my sternum, pushing me gently back down onto the bed. He removes my bra, my breasts on full display now.

With his weight resting on his forearms, his mouth envelops my already hardened nipple. I gasp, arching my shoulder blades to welcome him further. He doesn't leave my other unattended, circling my areola with the tip of his finger. He quickly rolls my taut nipple between his thumb and index finger.

I bite down on my lower lip as he switches his movements on my breasts, paying attention to the both.

When Lucca pulls his head away, I groan, not wanting him to stop. He asks me, "Are you tired of my teasing, angel?"

When I don't reply promptly, he presses his knee ever so carefully between my legs and against me. Crying out and lifting my hips toward him, he smirks with satisfaction. He takes hold of the top of my dark yoga pants, removing both my comfortable pants and underwear at the same time. Leaving me completely exposed to him, I flush momentarily.

Why am I so embarrassed around him?

Lucca sits back on his knees, taking the hem of his own shirt and bringing it over his head. I must stop myself from being captivated by his gorgeous pecs and abs, my window of opportunity growing smaller with each passing second. I raise up onto my forearms again, quickly pulling myself from beneath him. As his face comes back into view from the shirt going over his head, we stare at each other.

He must see the spark in my eye as I lunge at him, tackling him down onto the bed. My legs straddle his waist, my hands pressing firmly against his shoulders.

"Oh, you think you're in charge," Lucca chuckles and then sneers at me, "you don't have any power over me angel. But hey, thanks for spreading your legs for me."

Before I can process what, he means by that, Lucca takes hold of my hips and rolls me onto my back once again. He's between my legs as they wrap around either side of his hips.

"Let's see what type of frustration I can bring out of you," Lucca's voice only arouses me that much more. "after all, you seem to always get what you want."

His right-hand runs down the inner part of my thigh while he keeps his left hand securely on my stomach. Lucca's fingers fondle my folds, my juices already flowing for him.

"Already wet for me, aren't you?" He chuckles as my eyes widen at the feeling.

I quiver beneath him as he inserts one of his fingers deep inside me. I blissfully moan, slowly gripping the covers. His finger pumps in and out of me, his eyes watching me and my reactions. I feel fuller as his adds a second finger, his thumb joining in stimulating my clit.

My hips surge toward him, meeting his thrusts as I feel him bring me to the edge. Lucca senses this too, removing his fingers from me. I let go of the sheets and give him the widest-eyed expression.

He denies me my release.

"P-pl-please," I pant, wanting nothing more than to quake beneath his sensual touches as he brings forth my climax.

Lucca shakes his head and grins, "Are you frustrated, angel?"

"Yo-you seriously h-have to ask?!" I steady my uneven breathing, waiting for him to stop playing around and continue his beautiful work.

I finally settled down...

...but just as my calm passes over me, he thrusts his fingers past my swollen lips once again. I moan loudly, bucking my hips, inviting him further. Lucca's movements are quick as I can feel my climax building once again, all my senses running haywire.

As my hips arch up once again, Lucca's fingers slip out of my hot and bothered body just begging for more.

"C-come on!" I practically yell this time, my voice slightly ragged. I'm pushing away from the bed, my hands beneath me. I glare at him, my fangs elongating. All he does is chuckle at me.

I'm almost sitting up when Lucca's own fangs slip into view as he bares them at me, "Frustrated?"

"Yes!" I growl as Lucca shoves me none too lightly this time back down onto the bed. "Fuck me already!"

Lucca removes his shoes, unbuckling the belt that holds his jeans up and slowly slides them down his legs. He's in nothing but his boxers, his erection barely contained by its restraint.

I involuntarily lick my lower lip and then bite it as Lucca removes the last article of his clothing. His hard cock comes into view, and I can't hold back my need any longer.

He molds my legs around his hips once again, my lock on him secure. Tormenting me, I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance. Lucca bears his weight on both of his forearms as his black rose eyes enthrall me. His lust and desire are engulfing me. I want nothing more than to feel him deep inside me.

Lucca kisses my neck once more, whispering, "I told you...you'd be begging for me to fuck you."

Damn...

...his words only bring forth increasing eagerness, my anticipation is building.

The head of his cock pushes past my folds as I clamp down onto him. It's then that I see a devilish look in his eyes.

Fuck.

He pulls out, and I groan in objection, bucking my hips up to meet his cock, but he won't let me. Lucca growls, pulling himself up and away from me. My feeling of dejection is brief as he takes hold of both of my hips with his strong hands, positioning himself once more at my entrance.

"You don't have control," Lucca's husky voice swirls around me, "I do."

A throaty moan emits from my lips, throwing my head back as Lucca thrusts his cock deep inside me with one push, my body accepting him.

I writhe underneath him in ecstasy as his pace continues to quicken, my building orgasm teetering on edge once again.

Is he going to deny me?

My thoughts push away as I shudder, feeling myself tighten and clench around his throbbing cock. I grip the covers, my body covered in a light sweat. Groaning, he buries himself inside me, his shaft expanding and filling me with his seed.

The pleasure pours over the both of us.

I look up to see Lucca's handsome face smiling at me as his breathing tries to even itself out. His eyes revert to those beautiful hazel pools that have captivated me so.

His touch leaves me for a moment, his hands releasing my hips. He rolls off my convulsing body as the after-effects continue to ripple through my body. My strength is completely drained, my muscles barely able to move. A searing pain creeps through my body, and I just breathe in deeply, dealing with the consequences of our actions.

I'd almost forgotten...with the state I'm in, I'm just as fragile as a human. The force he'd exerted...was not gentle and I don't think he even realized it either.

"Damn it..." I breathe out, trying to move. I don't get far on my own, Lucca pulling back the covers and bringing me closer to his side. It's then that I inhale his scent. He smells just like sandalwood. I wince but try to keep my face from showing the pain.

Try...

"Shit..." Lucca's voice trails off as he notices the dark bruises that are already forming on my hips. My hip bones ache as I shift sideways.

"It's okay," I whisper, "I was just as much a part of this as you were."

I feel Lucca's index finger press firmly under my chin, gently lifting my eyes to meet his. He holds concern and worries, something I've yet to see from him until this very moment. It's then I also see the syringe he holds in his free hand.

I glance from the undiluted silver and then back to him.

"Go ahead," I release a sigh, inwardly defeated. My plan had backfired, and now I'm too weak to move, let alone escape from him.

My exhaustion is clouding my mind, sleep descending upon me. Lucca's eyes flash...

...was that sympathy?

His finger drifts from my chin, his arm wrapping around to support my back as I cuddle my sore body against his strong one.

I feel the pressure from the tip of the needle against my upper arm and breathe in deeply.

I sleepily yawn, "Evicka."

Lucca's hold on me tightens, and I feel his entire body tense beneath my touch.

"My name is Evicka," I repeat softly, "Evie for short."

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