"All wrapped in one he was so many sins, Would've done anything everything for him and if you ask me I would do it again"
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Mature Chapter
London's POV
"How's the food?"
I looked up from my plate and looked up at Stefan.
"Good." I replied with a soft smile.
He smiled and returned back to his plate.
Continuing to eat my food I fell into deep thought.
After we came back downstairs from our moment Annie had left us to eat. It was quiet between us, the tension thicker than before.
I couldn't get the feel of his lips out of my head. Like before, they were soft, but yet eager and rough.
He was different from Lucky, very different. They were nothing alike. Luckys soft and happy, at times moody, but happy.
And then there's Stefan, Stefan's completely different from his brother. He's rough and mean, from what I've come to learn.
It's rare to see a smile on his hard features.
When I first met it him I was scared of him if I'm being honest. It was the tattoos and his big build, it was quite childish of me, but I soon grew comfortable around him.
He can be a big baby, but than immediately he can switch up on you, with just the simple snap of your fingers.
It's difficult to tell what he's feeling or what he's thinking. It's like he's always in deep thought, but than it always looks like he's angry, but thats not true.
He's hard to read, unlike Lucky. Lucky is somewhat easier to read.
As a kid I could always tell what he was feeling, now it's not easy to tell.
Now, when ever he's mad or sad, he puts up a barrier. A wall to shield his emotions from others.
Just like his brother.
They both share the most minor of things, the most smallest things, but you can clearly tell what they are.
They don't like to seem vulnerable in front of people or to happy.
It's a facade they both put up.
Something I don't like, but something I also can't do anything about because that's how they are. And you can't change someone because you want them to. It's their choice and not yours.
"Kitten."
I fell out of my thoughts and looked up at Stefan.
"Are you okay, I asked if you were done with your food." He frowned.
"Y-yeah." I stuttered.
Pushing my plate away I folded my hands in my lap and kept my gaze on the marble counter.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked again.
Looking back up at him I nodded, reassuring him.
He softly smiled and stood up from his chair. Grabbing my plate he threw out the remaining food that was on it. Placing it in the sink he grabbed his and put it in there.
Walking up to me he grabbed the edge of my stool and turned it around so I was now facing him.
"Look at me." He said lifting my chin up with his finger.
I looked into his eyes and he bit his lip.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He repeated.
"I'm fine." I giggled.
"There's nothing to be laughing about." He held back a laugh. "I'm worried, you've been quiet the whole time."
"And that's not normal?" I whispered.
"It is, but I like to hear your voice. And you looked deep in thought. What were you thinking about?" He asked rubbing my chin.
I leaned into his touch, my eyes fluttering closed on their own accord.
"Nothing." I whispered.
"Your lying." He whispered.
Taking in a breath I opened my eyes and looked up at him.
"And I can tell, Tell me." He said.
"Lucky." I replied.
He sighed and wrapped his arms around me.
Leaning my head on his chest I closed my eyes again.
"He'll be back soon. I promise you." He assured.
Biting my lip I nodded.
"And If he doesn't we'll find him." He softly chuckled.
I smiled and lifted my head up.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"For?"
"For being here."
"I'll always be here." He replied placing a kiss on my head.
I blushed as he let go of me.
Smiling down at me he pressed a kiss on my forehead and then on my cheek.
Placing kisses all over my face I giggled and pressed my hands against his chest.
"Stefan, Stop." I giggled.
He laughed and continued his attack.
Once he finished he was a fit of laughs and smiles.
Looking up at him in wonder I smiled.
He was happy, genuinely happy.
His smile and eyes were bright.
"What?" He calmed down looking down at me.
"Nothing." I smiled.
"Oh, come on tell me, what is my little kitten not telling me." He smiled.
"Nothing, I told you already." I giggled.
Smiling, he playfully rolled his eyes.
"Tell me." He said.
I shook my head and he smirked.
I squealed when he suddenly lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder.
"Put me down, Stefan." I laughed.
"Nope, not until you tell me." He replied, his voice playful.
"Stefan." I hit his back. "Put me down."
With a shake of his head he continued to the living room.
Once he reached the room he put me down on the couch. Sitting down on the wooden coffee table in front of me he crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me.
"We're not moving until you tell me." He said.
I whined. "I don't want to tell you."
"But, you have to tell me if you want to move."
Shaking my head he sighed.
"Like I said, we're not moving."
We sat quietly for a few minutes until I got frustrated with him.
"Fine, I could tell how happy you were in the kitchen."
"And." He said.
"And you are almost never happy. It makes me happy to see you happy. You're always serious and mean." I softly told him.
He chuckled and got up from his seat. Sitting down beside me he grabbed my hips and settled me on his lap.
"See, it wasn't that hard." He said.
I frowned.
"I didn't want to tell you in the first place." I told him.
"And why is that?" He teased.
"Because I didn't want to tell you." I repeated.
Chuckling, he leaned his head into my neck and kissed my skin.
He started nibble on my skin and my eyes were beginning to close on their own.
Suddenly he bit me and my eyes flew open.
My hand quickly reached up to my neck and I whimpered.
"Y-you bi-bit m-me." I whimpered.
He didn't reply and leaned back into my neck.
Biting my skin again I jumped in his lap.
"Stefan." I whined.
He chuckled and lifted his head up. Pressing a kiss to my hair I frowned and looked up at him.
"Let me go, Stefan." I whined looking up at him.
"Why would I do that." He smirked.
"Because I didn't want to tell you and now I'm mad at you and you bit me." I replied.
Wiggling in his lap to get out of his grip I whined.
"Princess, I suggest you stop." He spoke.
I shook my head and continued my struggle against him.
Feeling him tighten his grip on hips I suddenly stopped and looked up at him.
"I told you to stop." He rasped.
Stefan's POV
Before she could say anything I crashed my lips on hers not being able to take it anymore.
Once again my lips were eagerly moving against hers.
Like before her reaction was slow, but I ignored that. Soon she kissed me back, her soft plump lips moving against mine.
Our lips moved in an even pace as we continued.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and I wrapped my arms around her small waist. Pressing myself closer to her, closing any space between us, I felt her move her hands up to my hair.
Taking my lips off of hers I smirked and began to untuck her sweater.
I unwrapped my arms from around her and took off my shirt. She blushed at my bare chest and I chuckled at her shyness.
Placing my lips on her neck she whimpered and leaned her head back, giving me more access to her skin.
I pressed wet kiss against her soft skin, my lips swiftly moving across her neck.
Beginning to suck on her skin she quickly reacted and tugged on my hair, a soft moan falling from her lips.
Smirking against her neck I took my lips off of her and trailed my tongue up to the spot where I always had her curling her toes.
Once I found it I attached my lips on it and harshly sucked on it, making sure to leave a dark bruise behind.
She moaned out loud and arched her back. Pressing herself more against me.
Pressing a wet kiss against that spot I pulled away and trailed my lips back up to her mouth.
Once I reached her lips I kissed her deeply.
I swiped my tongue across her bottom lip and she opened her mouth at the action. Taking that as my advantage I explored her mouth with my tongue.
Tasting her sweetness she moaned at the feeling.
I tightened my hold around her waist and continued kissing her.
Taking my hands I lifted up her sweater and took my lips off of hers.
She lifted her arms up and let me take it off.
Immediately I felt her shiver and I threw the sweater on the floor.
Leaning her back on the couch I pressed my hands on each side of her head, blocking any movement she made.
I leaned back down and put my lips back on hers. Kissing her before I decided to do anything else.
Slowly pulling away from her I kissed her bottom lip and she whimpered at the rough feeling of it.
I softly tugged on it and bit it before letting go of it.
Trailing my lips down to her neck I placed more wet kisses on her skin before trailing my lips down to her chest.
Hearing her breath grow more ragged, I pressed a kiss on her chest, her heart beating out of her chest.
I slowly trailed my lips down the valley of her chest. She shivered against me, her small body anxious against my own.
Hovering my mouth over the simple cloth she had protecting her chest, I pressed my lips against her nipple, I smirked feeling her shiver and gasp at the sudden action. Taking it in my mouth she moaned.
I began to suck and nibble on her skin.
Her moans and whimpers were ragged as I continued. My pace slow, but rough.
I swirled her bud in my mouth and gently bit it before pulling away from it. Turning to its twin I gave it the same attention it needed.
London moaned and whimpered as I gave her pleasure. Her sweet moans filling my ears.
Once again she wrapped her arms around my neck, her small fingers tugging on my hair.
She whimpered as I tortured her with my lips, but I wasn't going to give into giving her what she wanted.
She had to wait.
Taking her now wet nipple out of my mouth I leaned into her ear.
"Be patient, kitten." I whispered.
She sucked in a breath and shivered.
Smirking I trailed my tongue down her neck and down to her stomach. Hearing her breathing increase I pressed a kiss to the middle of her stomach.
Trailing my lips farther down I stopped at her belly button.
Taking my fingers I unbuttoned her skirt. Taking it off of her hips I slipped it down her legs. Throwing it on the floor I sat up and looked down at her body.
Her eyes were closed and her chest was quickly moving up and down.
The image of her was fucking breath taking.
She was completely bare to my eyes, there was nothing she could say or do to reverse the image.
I stared at her shivering body. She was so tiny, so vulnerable to my eyes.
Her nipples were visibly aching, her stomach sinking in because of her uneven breathing. Her eyes squeezed shut.
There was wetness pooling at the core of her baby pink panties.
She was completely under my control. She had no control over herself at the moment.
I sucked in uneven breath at the smell of her clear arousal. She was driving me insane, but I had to control myself. To control myself from diving in immediately in between her legs and torturing her until I had her begging to release.
Closing my eyes I took in a breath and opened them.
Feeling my length begin to throb in pain I pressed my hand against it.
Shaking my head I took my hand off of myself.
This wasn't my moment it was London's. I wasn't going to give into my selfish desires. I wanted to make this about her.
Her big brown eyes were now open and they were staring up at me.
Leaning down I pressed another kiss on her stomach before trailing them down to her hips.
Kissing each of her hips I reached my hand up to hers and took her small one in mine. Immediately she gripped onto it and her breathing increased.
Moving my lips to her leg I kissed her shin and trailed my lips up hers thigh, listening to the sound of her uneven breathing.
Putting my hand under her thigh I lifted it up.
Slowly I slipped her panties off of her legs.
My mouth was hovering over her core, her sweet arousal invading my senses.
Hearing her suck in a breath I smirked.
She was getting more and more nervous by the second. I could hear her breathing becoming more and more ragged.
Whimpers fell from her lips as I slowly waited for the right moment.
"W-what a-are you do-ing?" She stuttered.
"Relax." I softly told her.
Swiping my tongue over her lips she immediately gasped and gripped my hand.
She whimpered at the anticipation of the new feeling I was giving her.
Pushing my tongue inside of her she gasped once more and I pressed my tongue against her clit.
Circling it with my tongue she moaned at the touch of my tongue against her sensitive bud.
Small whimpers and moans fell from her lips as I kept my tongue on her clit. Her grip on my hand still tight.
Looking up at her she had her eyes squeezed shut.
I stopped my tongue from moving on her bud and trailed it down so it was now hovering over her entrance.
Waiting for a few seconds I plunged my tongue in her and she loudly gasped, her back arching up.
I put my hand on her stomach and pressed her back down.
Moving my tongue inside of her, her moans and whimpers became more constant.
I moved my hand down to her clit and pressed the pad of my finger against her bud, beginning to move it around my finger.
"S-Stefan." She whimpered out.
Her body beginning to shake.
I knew she was close to coming. The sound of her weak and heavy voice gave it away.
"Hold it, kitten." I rasped.
"P-please." She begged on the verge of breaking.
"Not until I tell you to." I roughly replied.
She whimpered and gripped my hand.
Teasing her for a few more seconds I licked her bud once more.
"Let go, baby." I spoke against her.
She did as I said and let go, a scream escaping from her lips.
She came undone and I cleaned her up with my tongue.
Looking up at her her eyes were closed and her stomach was sinking up and down.
She opened her eyes after a moment and looked down at me.
"Fucking delicious." I smirked.
She blushed a deep red and closed her eyes again. Trying to regain her breathing back to normal.
Lifting myself off of her I pulled her into my lap.
"You did so good." I said pressing a kiss on her head.
She opened her eyes and her brown ones were staring up at my deep green ones.
"Why did you, do that to me?" She asked me in a whisper.
"To pleasure you, kitten." I replied with a soft chuckle.
"It felt good." She whispered, a yawn falling from her lips.
"I bet it did." I chuckled.
She was quiet for a moment until she spoke.
"Do y-you ne-need me to pleasure you?" She stuttered in a soft whisper.
"Not right now, princess." I mumbled against her hair.
She yawned and leaned her head on my chest.
"Sleep, little one." I whispered.
Closing her eyes she soon fell asleep in my arms.
Carefully slipping on her panties, I watched her as she slept.
Her cheeks still pink from earlier.
She was new to the feeling of being eaten out. It was evident.
She did well for her first time, surprisingly since Lucky hadn't done enough to please her before.
Shaking my head with a chuckle I tightened my hold around her and leaned back on the couch.
She whimpered and cuddled into my chest. Running my fingers over the skin of her bare thigh I closed my eyes and let out a breath.
God, I was fucking happy.
They way she moaned and curled under me was breathtaking. She's fucking beautiful. If I were to say otherwise I would be damned to say I deserved her.
She ached for my touch, but she was hesitant to give in.
I knew after a few seconds she would give in.
And like I thought, she did.
Every time I would turn to look at her she would quickly turn her shy gaze away. She didn't understand the feeling she felt towards me.
I could tell it was aching her.
She was new to the feeling.
But, she's knows the dangers of being with an older man. She's mature enough to understand that I wasn't like any other school boy that would flirt with her.
She I knew I was man that would treat her differently from any high school boy.
Although I myself knew this was wrong, I can't stop myself from wanting a taste of her innocent sweetness.
She was a new discovery for me.
I wasn't very familiar with the presence of such an innocent and naive child.
But, she wasn't some toy I was going to play around with and throw out when I would get tired of her. No, that was the complete opposite.
I wanted to keep her to myself, to hide her away from the world for my selfish needs and wants.
She was mine now.
And if Lucky has something to say about them he can say it, but he's fucking idiotic to think that I was going to give her up now.
I've grown towards her.
Sexually and personally.
She makes me happy and I don't want to ever lose that new feeling.
Suddenly the sound of the front door closing made me open my eyes and lose my train of thoughts.
"Couldn't help yourself could you." Lucky chuckled walking into the room.
I chuckled and watched as he sat down on the couch across from me.
"Look who's back." I smirked.
"Glad to be back." He replied.
"What did you do to her?" He asked looking at London.
"I can't believe you've never eaten her out." I said.
"I'm not like you Stefan. I wanted to take things slow with her, but I can tell you haven't." He chuckled.
I chuckled along with him, just the sound of us being heard.
We sat quietly for a while until I spoke.
"How are you?" I asked him.
"Tired, frustrated." He replied.
"Did you ever catch the fucker?"
"No, when we got there he was gone. We looked for days trying to find him. He got away before we got to him. We have someone still trying to find him, but they've had no luck." He shook his head.
"Where do you think he is?"
"I wouldn't know, my guess is he's somewhere in Europe." He replied.
"What the hell do we do now." I growled.
"We keep our guard up, keep London with us until we find him."
Shaking my head I took in a breath.
"I'm tired of his fucking games. He thinks he can go around and mess with peoples lives. If he thinks he can get away with this he's dead." Lucky said.
I sat quietly trying to calm down my anger.
"How's my princess been?" Lucky asked.
"Good." I looked down at her.
"That's it." He chuckled.
"She's been worried about you you know." I said.
"I can't imagine." He mumbled. "How's your sexual frustration been." He laughed.
"You don't know how many times I've had to hold myself back from taking her." I groaned.
"Welcome to my torture."
I stuck my middle finger up at him as he chuckled.
"It's the little things she does that drives me crazy. And she doesn't even realize what she's doing." I told him.
"But, you do." Lucky said.
I nodded and looked down at her.
She was pouting her lips, her breathing soft.
"I love her." I whispered.
"So do I." He softly chuckled.
"What do we do about her, about us. Is sharing in the book." I said.
He shrugged. "I don't know, I would like to talk to the enchantress before we make a move or do something. It's confusing enough and with Costello on top of that." He sighed rubbing his face.
Hearing Bear bark at the top of the steps we both looked as he was making his way down them.
"How's he been?" Lucky asked.
"Spoiled, but we also taught him how to walk down the steps." I smirked.
"Really? I thought he would've caught on earlier."
"He would have, If London didn't spoil him as much. Before he wouldn't take a step down the stairs, he waited for London to come and pick him up." I told him.
"You'd be surprised."
Chuckling we both turned our attention back to each other.
Bear walked into the room and settled himself beside Lucky. Smiling, Lucky rubbed his fur and Bear sighed.
It was quiet for another while.
We sat, listening to London's soft breathing.
"Sharing." Lucky spoke, breaking the silence.
"What?" I asked.
"If we do consider sharing her, how would we tell her."
"Just tell her." I told him.
"Stefan, she's a child. How do we tell her that we both love her without freaking her out."
"I don't know, Lucky. That's something I don't want to think about right now."
"We have to tell her at some point. We can't just hide something like this from her." He argued.
"And we'll figure it out when the time comes." I told him.
He rolled his eyes and leaned back on the couch.
"I'm not waiting, it's either we go to the enchantress to figure this out or we figure it out ourselves and I don't think that's the thing we want to do right now." He raised his voice.
I didn't answer him as I stayed quiet.
He was right, we had to figure this out at some point. We can't keep it buried.
"Tomorrow morning. We leave to talk to her." I spoke.
Nodding his head he stood up and walked over to me.
"Can I?" He asked looking down at London.
"Sure." I replied.
Standing up with her in my arms I carefully placed her in his arms.
She whimpered, but settled herself in his arms.
He smiled down at her and ran a finger over her cheek.
"Night." He whispered.
"Night." I replied.
I watched as he walked off with her.
I followed after him and made my way to my room. Stepping in I grabbed my papers and walked back downstairs and into the office. Settling myself in the chair I grabbed a pen and finished signing the rest of the papers.
Luckys POV
An hour before arriving back home.
"Sir." A man in a suit greeted.
I nodded his way and made my way to my drivers car.
Once I reached the car my suitcase was taken and placed in the trunk. Opening the car door I stepped in.
"Where to, sir?" The driver asked.
Telling him the address he nodded and pulled out of the airport parking lot.
We drove for an hour before we arrived to the house. It was dark and the sun was long gone.
Pressing a button for the gates to open he drove in and parked in front of the big house and turned off the car. Stepping out he opened my door for me and I stepped out.
"Thank you." I told him.
He smiled and took out my suitcase from the back.
"I'll take it from here. Have a nice night." I smiled at him.
"Thank you, same goes to you." He waved me bye.
I returned the gesture and made my way to the front door. Taking out my key I put it in and opened the door. Stepping in I set my suitcase beside the door. Running a hand through my wet hair I made my way into the living room.
I chuckled seeing London practically naked in Stefan's arms.
"Couldn't help yourself could you." I chuckled.
"Look who's back." He smirked.
"Glad to be back."
Sitting down on the couch across from him I leaned back and looked at London.
She was asleep with her lips in a pout. Her cheeks pink and her breathing soft.
My little princess was something I definitely missed. There wasn't a day that passed without her in my mind.
Whenever I had the chance to I would call Stefan and ask him how she was. What she had been doing, if she was happy. If she was comfortable around him.
But, every time he would answer me with a 'She's fine' and continue talking about something else. Which frustrated me, but I knew better than to think she wasn't okay.
"How are you?"
"Tired, frustrated." I answered him.
We talked for an hour about what had happened and other topics I didn't want to even think about until I got tired.
Standing up I walked over to Stefan and asked for London.
With a nod of his head he stood up and gently placed her in my arms.
She whimpered, but settled down.
Rubbing my thumb over her soft cheek I smiled and made my way up to my room. Hearing Stefan following behind I walked up the stairs and into my room.
Once I stepped in I softly closed the door behind me, making sure to lock it.
I stepped over to my bed and carefully placed London down. With a whimper and a fit of movement she once again settled down. Pulling the duvet over her small body I turned off the light and walked into the bathroom.
Turning on the light I quickly brushed my teeth and rinsed my face. I finished and made my way to my closet. Taking out a pair of sweatpants I took off my clothes and put them on.
Walking out the room without a shirt I turned off the lights and got into bed with London.
I pulled her into my chest and wrapped my arms around her, immediately she cuddled into me and tangled her legs with mine.
I pressed a kiss on her hair and closed my eyes.
I fucking missed her so much.
When I FaceTimed her it was like I was seeing her for the first time in years or at least it felt like it.
She looked so happy, but that soon ended when I had to go.
I could tell she had grown closer to Stefan. Something I didn't think would happen.
When she first saw him she was scared of him. I was amused at the situation because I knew if she were to ever meet him she would have been scared.
I smiled at the thought.
It's funny to think about it now.
He's come a long way with her in many ways.
I groaned at the thought of telling her we both loved her.
I was fine with sharing, but the idea it's self wasn't easy to comprehend.
Something I didn't want to do was tear him apart from his mate.
That's something I would never want to do to someone, especially my own brother.
When he told me she was also his mate I was in shock. I didn't know two wolfs, alpha wolfs at that, could share a mate.
At first I thought he was joking, but I quickly realized he wasn't because I had acted the same way when I first sensed her.
I couldn't imagine being torn away from her.
I didn't want to imagine it and I didn't want Stefan to imagine it.
If I knew something was that when a wolf was taken away from their mate they would break to pieces.
My mom would always tell me when I was younger that if someone or something were to tear me away from my mate I would die from a broken heart.
I believed her, I still believe her to this day.
Pressing another kiss on London's temple I let out a breath and tightened my arms around her, soon falling into a deep sleep.
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Wow, a lot has happened.
First London and Stefan had another steamy moment (please excuse the shitty smut, I'm bad at it) and then Lucky came back.
Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. ☺️
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