C20 Freya's POV; Satisfying burning desires

~Freya~

"Tell him she's unavailable," Lucien ordered.

Dismissing Gabriel with a wave of his hand, he leaned towards me. Hearing the sound of the door close, he took my lips hungrily.

Enraged, I shoved him away.

"How dare you!" I yelled.

I wanted more, I craved him, but not this way.

"You're my wife," he stated simply.

Hearing those words, I recalled all Raphael said to me. Could it be true? Was I just another means to an end?

"We're not husband and wife Lucien. We're nothing to each other," I reminded him coldly.

Turning to take my leave, his deep voice stopped me in my tracks, "Where are you going?"

"To Jasper," I responded coldly.

"I forbid you from going to see him," he commanded.

"I refuse," I responded arrogantly arching a brow at him.

He chuckled coldly as he smacked his lips.

"I never said that for you to decide, I command it. You will no longer see Jasper."

"And I refuse, I command it. Need I remind you, we aren't an actual couple Lucien. We owe each other nothing."

Chuckling darkly, he began taking steps towards me as I took steps backwards.

"Let me remind you, Freya, you bear my name, Wolfson. Every breath you take, belongs to me. Every inch of your body, your sinful curves, your inviting lips, your captivating eyes, they belong to me. Your legs are mine to spread, your lips are mine to kiss, your breasts are mine to feel, your body is mine to explore with my tongue and your cunt is mine to mate with," he stated firmly.

Feeling the cold wall behind my back, chills went down my spine. Grabbing my hands, be pinned me against the wall as his hand trailed my body. As he went lower, my body bubbled with an insatiable desire.

"Mate!" My wolf cried out.

I was stunned. My wolf had been silent for years now. But just a touch from Lucien and she awakened? No he couldn't be my mate, right?

His hands grazed my thigh as he grabbed my leg. Placing my leg on his waist, he pressed his body against mine closing the distance between us. His voice deep and husky as he whispered, "You belong to me, Freya Wolfson."

I swallowed hard at the closeness of his c*ck to my cunt. I could feel it stiffen beneath me as he trailed kisses down my neck. His soft lips sucked on my neck making butterflies bubble from within me.

"Uhh," I let out a soft moan as he kissed my neck passionately.

The tip of his tongue danced on my flesh as his lips explored my neck. Making his way to my ear lobe, I could feel my knees get weak. Wrapping my hands round him, I clung to him tightly for support.

Drifting from my neck to my lips, he grazed my lips teasingly as his hand carressed my leg round his waist. Suddenly, he stopped. Fixing his gaze on my lips, he bit his lips softly, which was sexy to watch.

I felt a burning desire from within, insatiable, one only he could satisfy. I wanted him. Not just this moment, I wanted him other moments as well. Feeling his racing heart as he breathed heavily, I couldn't control myself.

The heat between us was something that couldn't be controlled by just simple abstinence. I swung my hands round his neck as I took his lips in mine.

I didn't know what I was doing. But I couldn't help myself. He was delicious. His lips a flavor I couldn't explain. Sucking on his lips slowly, I felt his hand make their way to the back of my dress.

Caressing my back, he unzipped my dress as he begun untying the corset I had on. Not knowing what else to do, I continued sucking on his lips, engulfing his taste into my senses.

He bit my lower lip softly as he untied the final knot of the corset from behind. His hands caressed my bare back slowly as he pulled the sleeve of my dress down. His tongue made its way into my mouth as it searched for mine.

Using the tip of his tongue to graze mine, he played with my tongue teasingly as his hands explored my body. I wanted to stop realizing what was about to happen. But I couldn't, I wanted more!

I felt my feet go numb as I lost balance. Taking me in his arms, he led me to the table, not breaking our kiss. Unconsciously, my hands made their way to his chest as I tugged on the ropes loosening them.

I found my hands caressing his broad shoulders as they explored his masculine physique. Feeling the heat waves from his body, I felt electricity course through my veins as our kiss deepened.

As my fingers trailed over his chest, I could feel the taut, defined muscles beneath my touch. Each ridge of his eight-pack abs was firm and unyielding. His skin was warm, smooth, and slightly damp, radiating heat and a sense of vitality.

The sheer power I sensed beneath my fingertips sent a shiver down my spine. It was a thrilling contrast between the hard planes of his physique and the gentle way he held me, making me crave him more.

As he deepened our kiss, making it more passionate, I could feel my lips swell as he sucked on them hard. Pressing his body against mine, my senses went haywire as my body craved him inside me.

I felt myself loosing breath as the numbness in my feet begun to spread. He released my lips softly as he licked them with the tip of his tongue.

He kissed my neck softly as his lips began making their way to my breasts. No! This shouldn't happen. Coming back to my senses I shoved him away quickly as I arranged my clothes.

What is wrong with me? I shouldn't have gone that far with him. Looking at me confused he asked, "What happened? Did I do something you didn't like?"

Tightening my corset, I glared at him. Without saying a word, I left the meeting room hastily. I couldn't say anything. I wanted him as much as he wanted me, but I couldn't have him. Not until I discover the real truth behind our wedding.