Marked Ones: Advent of the Demon Prince

Rena and Lucius walked into their room together, quietly, and locked the door behind them. Lucius walked to the bed first and sat down on the edge of it while letting out a breath.

"You are certainly something, my love." He said with a slight grin.

"I haven't the foggiest clue as to what you are referring to." Rena answered innocently. "Might I have done something to upset you, dear husband?"

Lucius shook his head, "No, nothing at all. Just making my life a little more difficult. Are you trying to make friends with half of the world?"

"Not really, but if I am being honest, you need more people in your corner than your wife, your mother, and your illicit lover."

"Hey, Kalliope and I have done nothing of the sort, and you said…"

Rena laughed, "I know what I said, and I meant it. Nice of you to acknowledge that Kalliope was the illicit lover though!"

The red headed woman's laughter was akin to a choir of angels singing to Lucius. There was nothing in the world that he loved more than her smile and her joy. She was his everything and always had been. However, her tendency to tease him seemed to return from childhood now that the honeymoon phase was settling down.

Lucius stood up suddenly while Rena was preparing herself for bed. She stood by the nightstand preparing to wash her face with the small basin and some water magic. The rapid movement from the corner of her eye, accompanied by the rattling of Lucius's armor shocked her into turning around.

When she did, she was face to face with her husband who had pinned her in place by placing his hands on the nightstand with her stuck between them. Her lips were mere fractions of an inch from his. She gulped from a combination of nervousness and excited anticipation.

"Umm, Lucius…" She squeaked. The look in his eyes was one akin to hunger.

"Seems like my lovely wife has found her tongue. Teasing me again like we were children?" Lucius said with a sly grin. "How shall we handle this?"

Lucius leaned in and kissed her. He laughed as her body seemed to quiver and weaken from his passionate teasing. His tongue intertwined with hers in a delicate dance. Rena began to feel sad and lonely as he pulled away, continuing to tease her.

"You know, Rena…" Lucius grinned at her, making her heart skip a few dozen beats. "You've spent a significant part of our lives calling me your 'pet cat,' but if I remember correctly. I'm not the one who is collared, my sweet kitten."

She felt her abdomen tense for a moment as her husband said those words and slipped his fingers underneath her choker. With a gentle tug he pulled her back in for another kiss. The second one was much more aggressive than the first.

Rena felt her lover's hands reach around her back and tug her shirt up. He swiftly pulled it over her head and threw it to the ground. As they continued kissing each others' lips, cheeks, and neck, bits and pieces of Lucius's armor clattered onto the floor boards.

The moment he had shed all but his plainclothes, he aggressively ripped open the front of his shirt, no longer caring about keeping it in one piece. Rena traced the scars on his neck and chest with her mouth, savoring every muscle and inch of skin along the way.

She yelped as her feet suddenly left the floor and she landed heavily on her back on the bed, shaking the frame against the wall. Lucius climbed on top of her, pinning her down.

"No more waiting, Rena." He growled. The hunger in his eyes she saw earlier had worsened and for a moment, she was concerned what he would do.

Lucius reveled in the blend of excitement, lust, and tinge of fear in his lover's eyes as he stood over top of her. Her heavy breathing made him lose his sense of reason and he ripped off her bra and pants, exposing the entirety of her body to him.

At one time she was nervous and shy, but they had explored nearly every inch of each other several times by now, so there was no need. Instead Rena slowly slid her hands up her own body, starting with her upper thigh and ending with cupping her own chest. "Lucius, now."

Those two words ended any hesitation he still had. Lucius trailed down her body, starting at her neck, leaving small, red marks every few inches. As much as he wished to stay at her chest, his goal was much lower.

Rena's body shuddered with every kiss he left on her stomach until he reached his goal. Using his lips to part her own, his tongue twisted and coiled around her. His fingers slowly teased her as she grew more and more wet. Rena's hands tightly gripped the side of his head and her thighs pressed against him while she contorted in ecstasy.

Not satisfied with his performance yet, Lucius pushed into her with his two forefingers. Attacking her most sensitive areas simultaneously forced her to breathe out, "Lucius, I… again, I can't… Please!"

Once again his hearing was deafened by her thighs squeezing the side of his head, her hands now locked in his hair. Finally happy with his abilities to help his wife, he moved up and gently pressed himself against her. Lucius playfully teased her with his tip eliciting a number of gasps tinted in excitement and disappointment.

Finally having enough, he felt her legs wrap around behind him as she pulled him into her in one quick go. The instant rush of pleasure made both of them gasp and she clung to his back with all her might.

"Gods, Rena… every time, you are… amazing."

The look of pleasure on Lucius's face only served to excite Rena more as he pressed into her harder and faster. Each thrust increased in strength and speed brought each of them to the highest peaks of pleasure. When Rena felt herself reaching one more peak, she gripped his shoulders tightly.

"Rena… where?"

With a teasing grin, Rena leaned into Lucius's ear and whispered, "Inside, my love. Stay with me."

Lucius let out a groan coupled with a slight whimper as they wrapped tightly around one another, completing simultaneously. When they were satisfied, they stayed within one another and collapsed into a satisfied slumber. Rena fell into a deep sleep with the love of her life gently stroking her hair, while Lucius experienced the joy of her soft breaths tickling the side of his neck.