Her Lord's Claim (The Forbidden Saga #4) - Maggie Ryan Page 0,53

down where she stood and stake the ultimate claim upon her. His cock had instantly begun to strain against the confines of his pants the moment he’d walked into the room. Dropping his eyes, he saw her hands lift from her sides to move to cover herself and he heard a growl that took him a moment to realize it had come from his throat.

“Don’t.”

Her hands seemed to hover in the air as if uncertain of their proper place. “Put your arms down, kitten,” Lucas said as he kept his eyes on her. “You will not cover yourself from me. You belong to me now, and I wish to drink my fill of your beauty.” His words were kind, but firm and Lucy arms dropped to her sides, her chest heaving as if she had to struggle to remember how to breathe. Lucas could see how her breasts rose and fell, the pebbled peaks of her nipples pressing against the gossamer fabric of her gown. Lucas’ gaze drifted from the tantalizing sight of Lucy’s breasts to travel down her slim body whose outline was clearly defined by the firelight illuminating it through the practically transparent gown. His heart almost stopped when he saw the apex of her thighs, the mound of her sex in slight shadow. He almost ordered her to lift her gown, to show him what he had instructed Eleanor to prepare. He heard a small whimper and understood that Lucy was aware of his perusal, where his eyes were now focusing, and knew she felt uneasy.

“Turn around for me,” he said. Lucas drew off his coat, tossing it to a nearby chair and then realized she had yet to move. “Turn to the fire, Lucy,” he repeated. “I wish to see all of my bride.” Lucy blushed suddenly, as shy as if she were stark naked, instead of gowned. His voice was low and husky, yet he spoke with absolute authority. “Obey me,” he said. “Show me your round little bottom.” The bluntness of his order caused her to flush. She slowly turned to the fire, her posterior now outlined, its heart-shaped hillocks barely concealed, the gown’s hem brushing against the undercurve of her buttocks. Lucas moved across the floor, his footsteps silent, causing Lucy to gasp when he spoke from only a few inches away.

“You are truly the most beautiful bride in the world, Lucy,” Lucas said as he continued to look down at her. He’d known she was beautiful but when she lifted her head to look over her shoulder at him, the yearning, the need he saw radiating from the depths of her eyes, the violet hues shifting in the firelight like amethyst crystals took his breath away. The slight quiver of her body told of a vulnerability and a trust that made him aware that this was the one woman on earth who held his very soul in the palm of her hand. “I am so very honored that you are mine, little one,” he said. When she began to turn toward him, he slipped his arms around her and stepped closer, her back pressed to his front. He breathed in the sweet scent of her hair before moving the mass aside to bare her neck. Bending forward, he placed his mouth by her ear, loving the shudder she gave when his breath wafted across the delicate pink shell. “And I’m so incredibly proud to say that I am yours.”

She gasped, when his hands moved to cup her breasts and whimpered when he used his thumbs to brush across her nipples, the sheer gown providing no true barrier. Her legs began to tremble as she moaned, arching her back at the sensation, unconsciously pressing her breasts into his palms. Lucas’ breath wafting over her ear had goosebumps raising all over her flesh, but when the tip of his tongue traced around the curve before his teeth took a nibble of her earlobe, she felt as if she would truly melt into a puddle at his feet. Lucy’s face burned when she felt him press his hips forward, his hard body pressing into her soft one. She understood she was feeling his cock as it pressed against the small of her back. Her stomach flipped, and she felt a rush of moisture gathering between her legs. She began to shift her legs closer together but was stilled immediately when he dropped one hand and placed in on her lower abdomen.

“No,” he whispered, kissing her

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