her eyes shut when he licked at the seam of her lips. She felt exposed enough already, and that was not something she was used to. She didn’t share herself. How could she admit to him she’d missed this, had never stopped thinking about him, had dreamed of him, fantasized about him. That would open her up completely, and she didn’t do that for anyone. Not ever. Because it had been proven too many times that people would inevitably pass her up for something better, and she’d be left without the small part of herself she’d given them. Eventually, what would be left of her?
Nothing.
“While I worship within this temple, you will give me what I need.” He worked his hands down to grasp her hips so he could draw his length out then hit so hard she screamed and tried to scramble away from the crushing pleasure. She couldn’t take that. If she accepted it, it would break her. He jerked her back and did it again. It nearly crippled her.
“Goddamn you,” she breathed as her addiction roared to life once more. She pressed her hands into the downy blankets and pushed back. Meeting him. Encouraging him. “Yes! Again. Again, Lucian!” As she demanded more, she squirmed to take him deeper and grabbed at his thigh to bring him as close as possible.
It wasn’t close enough.
“Yes, Yasmeen.” He bucked into her. “This. This is what will save lives.” He clasped her throat as he came off her back and jerked her up onto her knees. He knocked her legs wider so that she fell deeper onto his thrusting cock. One of his hands roughly palmed her breast, his thumb scoring the nipple. “This voice shouting my name. The heat from this body warming my skin.” Right at her ear, he rasped, “This sweet little pussy gripping me as if she’ll never let go.
“Stop it,” she begged as she grabbed the hand at her throat with both of hers and held on when she felt his fingers slide down her stomach to get between her legs. They struck her inflamed clit with a sharp pat that made something explode deep in her core. “Oh, God! Don’t stop!” She was done. Her senses left her, and she became a mindless pleasure seeker meeting him stroke for stroke. “More…harder…I need more of you. Give it!”
“Admit you have been waiting for me, draga.”
“I have!” she burst out, uncaring. “I’ve been waiting forever!”
“Then you give it to me,” he commanded as her climax crested. “I want it dripping from my cock.”
She clawed at his tattooed wrist as her body surrendered. He pushed her down with a hand at the top of her spine. She buried her face in the sheets and wailed as if in pain through a beautiful release that flooded his shaft, just as he’d demanded. Her blood was raging, her body on absolute fire, her back arching as she agonized. There was nothing but a growling satisfaction in the words that came from above her.
“Look at you tremble. Look at this body break apart for me.” He switched to Romanian and then came back to English. “And this, my pet. This is why you will stay.”
God help her, but in that working part of her mind, she was terrified he was right.
♦ ♦ ♦
The sleek muscles in her long, graceful back rippled as her pussy walls milked him, begging for his release. Lucian denied her, and himself, and stroked his hands down the sides of his pet’s sublime body so he could get her sleek thighs in his grip. Her sheer black thong was pretty, but it was dragging along his shaft and stimulating him more than he wanted. He slowed his thrusts, easing her out of the strong orgasm that had taken nothing to get from her, and tore each side so he could get rid of the scrap of material. The stockings and shoes he left alone. The bra he would get to in a moment.
I’ve been waiting forever.
That was more than apparent, he thought with a crippling satisfaction. He smoothed his hands over the globes of her ass. The round, plump globes. One had his handprint on it. He traced the tips of his fingers over the red mark, thinking of the sound she’d made when he’d delivered it. He wasn’t sure he’d ever watched a woman as intently as he did this one. He watched and listened, and felt for every possible sign of her enjoyment.
Yasmeen Michaels.