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"Cum again for me, Rose. Yell my name," he commanded, pressing harder against the bundle of nerves between my legs.

"Oh, fuck—Lucas!" I yelled out as I came, gripping my hands into tight fists. Lucas thrusted into me faster until I felt the spurt of his seed shoot deep inside me. I moaned as I felt it. Lucas didn't pull out immediately, either. He kept himself inside me, growing flaccid by the minute. We were both out of breath at this point.

Lucas never disappointed me in anything he did. Every touch, lick, and suck brought me to new heights. Lucas kissed my exposed shoulder lovingly, causing my heart to squeeze. I hadn't realized it, but I actually enjoyed being kissed there. It felt so tender and sweet, filling my heart with joy.

"You're so beautiful, Rose," he whispered into my ear before kissing my neck.

"Mmm, don't start or I'll be getting you hard again." I bit my lip, somehow feeling like I could take on more of him. No matter how many orgasms he brought me, it was never enough. I felt like I wasn't living until we were wrapped in one another. He was like this other piece of me, making me feel whole when we were together. I can't get enough of him physically, sexually, or emotionally.I'm so fucked.

"Lucas?" I called his name.

"Yes, my Rose?"

"Don't hurt me," I whispered, feeling all kinds of vulnerability.

"Never," he swore. I stood up, causing him to have to step back, finally releasing himself from me. I turned to look into those brown eyes, determined to voice how I was truly feeling. I can't keep holding back if I am serious about him being solely mine.

"I mean it, Lucas, because I've never felt this way about anyone before. Especially not this quickly. You'll crush what little of a heart I have left." Lucas pressed me flush against his chest, letting our bare skin touch again. He held my chin, keeping my eyes on his.

"I promise you, Rose. I will never intentionally hurt you. You're all I want."

With those words I've been longing to hear, he kissed me so passionately it was like we were the only ones on the planet. This was our moment, one I would never relinquish. When Lucas' mouth finally left my own, his gaze melted me further. His eyes held such love I felt I could crumble beneath the weight of it.

"You're all I want too," I admitted. I know Leo told me not to tell Lucas I had chosen him already, but how could I not? "I choose you, Lucas." The smile he graced me with was unlike any other. He squeezed me tightly, holding me closer to him, if that was even possible. His lips captured my own again in another tender and loving kiss.Yes, I'm still scared, but I won't let it keep me from living.

"You don't know how happy you've made me, Rose. Let's get you washed off and in bed now," he said. "You've had a long day."

Lucas joined me in the shower, washing my hair and my body for me. He kissed me from time to time, on my shoulder, on my thigh, on my stomach, and even on my knee. Every kiss was gentle and caring. This man had my heart so wrapped in him, and I don't think he even realizes it. He dried me, dressed me, and carried me to bed. I didn't miss the fact he grabbed one of my journals earlier and placed it on the nightstand. He laid me down, crawling in under the covers with me. He was sitting up, leaning back against the headboard as he rubbed my back with his left hand. His right hand held my journal open as he read it. I closed my eyes, feeling myself lull to sleep with every aimless rub. His fingers were like magic against my skin.

"Goodnight, my Rose." I heard him whisper.

"Goodnight, my Knight." I whispered back.

Lucas was my Knight and shining armor. I felt like he was constantly saving me. He's always at my side when I need him. He knows exactly what to say to me to make me feel better, even knowing how to cheer me up. The stunts he has pulled and the comments he has made are things that have shown me how much he knows me, how much he understands me. Lucas is everything I didn't know I needed and more.

I need to start fighting for him, too. This isn't a one-way thing. I've decided he is the one I wish to be with, so I'll fight to make him mine. I'll fight to keep him here with me, to make him fall in love with me, too. A relationship is a two-way street and I feel I've been sorely lacking. I'm determined to do better, and I plan to.

"Your Knight?" I heard the smile in his voice. I kept my eyes closed, feeling too tired to open them again. My body was so relaxed and ready for sleep every unfiltered thought I had, felt ready to leave my mouth.

"Yes, my Knight. You've saved me a lot, Lucas, so you're my Knight in shining armor." It grew silent for a moment, but his rubbing never stopped.

"I think I like that," he said, kissing my head sweetly. "I'll be your Knight whenever you need me to be. You should know, you've saved me too, Rose."

His comment surprised me, because I felt all I've done was make him wait too long for me. I feel I've brought my own family drama into his life. He's even fallen behind on work because of me. I don't see how I could have saved him, but I didn't ask. Sleep took hold of me, not willing to relinquish me from its grasp.

I felt myself drift off into a strange dream.

Chapter 26

Lucas' P.O.V.

Rose had fallen asleep beside me, but not before filling my heart and ego to the brim.Her Knight.I liked that she thought of me in that way. I'd happily fight demons and dragons for her. Right now, the only demon around is her father. I'll hire a man to do some digging for me. Once I know why he's here, I'll pay him a visit myself. I won't let Rose face him again.

I opened her journal back up, picking up where I left off on her first day of freshman year. I enjoyed reading about her innermost thoughts about her life, her friends, and her classes, seeing this whole other side to Rose. It was like I was there with her. She was sharing a big part of herself with me by allowing me to read these journals, and I don't plan on letting her down.

Dear future me, (Because who says dear diary anymore?)

I hope you're doing better than me right now. This new school, although amazing academically, lacks in social etiquette. The girls are all bitchy and the boys are all immature. There is one boy who is calm and collected. Derek Nelson. I heard he's the smartest boy in our grade. I wonder if that's true? I was going to talk to him today, but I never found the nerve.