Chapter 153

Hannah

His kiss was like a magnetic pull; once his lips were on mine, everything in the moment was gone from my mind. I could feel my wolf running circles, excitedly, as our mate marked his claim on me. His kisses were deep and possessive; he was telling me with his mouth that he owned me, and I was letting him. I wanted to belong to him, and I wanted him to belong to me.

He broke his kiss and trailed his lips down the nape of my neck. I breathed heavily, wrapping my arms around him to pull myself closer. His touch sent goosebumps across the bareness of my body. His teeth grazed my shoulder blade; he swirled his tongue around my mark.

I ran my fingers under his shirt, tugging at it gently and begging for him to remove it. His body felt smooth as I ran my hands across his incredible abs. He pulled away from me so he can remove his shirt. The seductive way he looked at me sent a warmth through my entire body, warming my inside.

I removed my shirt and then my pants, revealing to him my bra and underwear. I was past the point of feeling self-conscious around him. He was looking at me like he wanted to devour me.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this here…” I told him, trying to ignore my rapid fluttering heart. “Your sister could return at any moment.”

“Trust me, she’s not coming down here anytime soon.”

“Are you sure about that, Sebby?” I asked teasingly.

He paused for a moment, and I saw a flicker of darkness lurking in his eyes. But it wasn’t something to be afraid of; it was something that excited every fiber of my being.

“Don’t call me that,” he said in a low and threatening tone.

He quickly closed the gap between us, lifting me off the ground in his strong arms and throwing me onto the bed with force. I tossed my head back and howled in laughter as he jumped on top of me. The force of his body on mine gave me a sense of security and warmth. He ran his kisses down my chest while tugging at my bra. With one quick motion, he managed to unhook it from the back and reveal to him my breasts.

He gazed down at me for a short while, assessing every inch of my body with his hungry eyes. His tongue circled around my breast as his fingers played with the other. I threw my head back as tingles coursed through my skin. The heat was rising through my flesh making my cheeks flush was desire.

I draped my fingers through Sebastian’s thick hair and brought his lips back to me. He bit onto my bottom lip, tugging it into his mouth. I moaned into him; I wanted more. I needed more. My wolf couldn’t contain herself any longer.

He tugged at my underwear until they were falling to the ground, and I felt his fingers caressing my lower abdomen. He lowered himself to kiss my inner thighs, but he paused before he reached my center. I was waiting with anticipation but when he didn’t continue, I glanced down at him, trying to maintain my breath.

“Say my name,” he ordered, his eyes darkening but I saw a tint of playfulness hidden inside them.

“What?” I asked breathlessly, trying to keep the smile from tugging at my lips.

“You heard me,” he mouthed. “Say my name.”

I felt his fingers caressing my center; I could feel my pleasure rising inside of me. I was about to explode. I threw my head back and moaned at the sensation.

“Sebastian…” I whispered as he pressed his fingers inside of me.

“Louder.”

“Sebastian,” I moaned loudly.

I saw his smirk before he started using his tongue to please me until I climaxed. I lay on the bed, breathing heavily as my heart was racing. He climbed on top of me, kicking his pants to the ground and releasing himself. I was in awe of his large and incredible manhood. This obviously wasn’t the first time I’d seen it, but I was always in awe of it and in awe of him.

He kissed down the nape of my neck again and I felt him pressing himself into me. I gasped as he picked up speed. He moaned into my ear, biting on my lobe. I heard a low growl emerging from his wolf. I knew it was taking everything he had to fight his wolf and stay in control. Looking at him, I could see the scarlet in his eyes.

He brought me to another climax, and I screamed his name again, and again, and again.

…

Sebastian

“Wrenley…” Hannah murmured in her sleep.

She was missing their daughter; Sebastian did too.

It was nearing morning and Sebastian hadn’t slept a wink. He couldn’t stop thinking about returning home. He didn’t like being away from Wrenley for this long; even though it’s only been less than 24 hours.

Hannah stirred in her sleep; she was dreaming about returning home too. Soon. They would return home soon; they just needed to get the scepter and Liam and then they would be able to leave the wretched underworld.

Sebastian pulled himself out of bed and made his way over to the mirror across the room. His mask still sat on the nearby table. He felt naked without it on his face; this was the longest he’s gone without wearing that mask in years. He still felt uncertain about his appearance, even after looking into the mirror with Hannah by his side. His face was completely scarless; he remembered in such details being disfigured. He remembered the pain that it caused and the horror on the faces of those around him. He was hideous.

He remembered thinking to himself that he couldn’t be a king with a face of a monster. If he was going to take over the throne one day, which turned out to be sooner than he planned, then he was going to need to hide his imperfections. He kept the mask on every day since then; only taking it off in private to wash his face.

It was clear that Xander had more power over him than he thought; regardless of how powerful Sebastian was. This was the first time he took his mask off and saw nothing but flawless and unscarred features. He was seeing exactly what Hannah was seeing. He reached his fingers to his face and touched his features gently. He was in awe of himself. All these years and his disfiguring were only a trick.

“Good morning, Vamp City. It’s time to wake up and begin our warship with the great Vampire King, Xander….”

The TV turned on automatically, turning Sebastian’s attention away from the mirror to fixate on the woman within the screen. Hannah sat up quickly in bed because the TV startled her. It was way too loud.

“What is that?” She gasped, looking around the room wildly.

“The television,” Sebastian answered, grabbing the remote off the table. “It turned on automatically. I’ll turn it down.”

He pressed the volume down button, but it didn’t work. He frowned and hit the remote with his hands a couple of times before trying again. It still didn’t work.

“Just turn it off,” Hannah muttered as she fell back into bed.

He pressed the power off button, but that also didn’t work. Xander must have enchanted all the TVs and remotes to turn on and stop working at this hour so everyone would be tuned in.

“We are forced to watch it,” Liz said from the doorway, confirming his thoughts; she was staring at the TV as well with her arms folded across her chest. “It’s part of his dictatorship. He makes us watch his morning announcements.”

Sebastian threw the remote on the table.

“Of course, he does,” he muttered in return. Xander definitely realized they were gone by now. He probably has the entire palace on lockdown.

“Today’s weather will be a perfect scorching. Now without further delay, here’s our amazing king,” the woman on the TV continued.

Xander appeared on television.

“Before I start my announcements, I need to make my kingdom wary that there are escaped prisoners amongst us. I need the help of my subjects to find and capture them. I need them alive. Bring them to the palace as soon as you find them. They go by the names of Hannah and Sebastian. You will recognize them as the luna queen and the Alpha King of the werewolf territory…”

He looked through the television like he was staring directly at Sebastian and Hannah as if he was looking right into the room.

“As you know, I don’t take disobedience lightly.”

Fuck.