He kept going.
“There will be places you’ll be numb.”
Hmm. That didn’t sound nice.
He went on.
“But there’ll be other, better places where you absolutely will not.”
Goodie!
“Are you ready?” he asked.
Was he crazy?
“Yes,” I breathed.
He lifted his head so his burning eyes caught mine and my entire body felt the burn.
Then in a blur of motion he was between my legs. I felt his tongue run along the inside of my thigh as his finger ran feather-light along the outside edge of my panties between my legs.
Another full body shiver.
Yes. I was right. This was nice.
He repeated, his tongue running up my thigh, his finger running over my panties between my legs.
My womb spasmed and I whimpered.
Then I felt him feed from my thigh as his finger pressed in at the perfect spot over my panties and my h*ps surged up as my neck arched and my eyes closed.
Definitely right.
Nice.
* * * * *
God, God.
I thought I had the best the night before, the excruciatingly beautiful intensity of that morning.
But now, Lucien crouched back on his calves, me straddling him, his h*ps powering up, his c**k ramming into me, his mouth at my neck feeding from me, his big hand curled at my cheek, his thumb in my mouth and I was sucking, I knew this was the best.
My h*ps jerked, it was almost on me and he sensed it.
His thumb slid out of my mouth but only to glide along my lips before it happened. Then his thumb slid back in sideways and my teeth automatically clamped down on it as my h*ps bucked. A moan stuck in my throat, my arms clenched him tight and my back arched, pressing my torso into his hard body.
Through my overpowering orgasm I vaguely felt his tongue lash the wound at my neck. His thumb moved from between my teeth so his fist could clench in my hair to position my head where he wanted it.
Then his mouth was on mine as his c**k kept driving up inside me, filling me so full it felt like he was an essential part of me.
“When you come, the world stops,” he growled against my lips as I kept trembling through my orgasm. “The whole world becomes nothing but you, your pu**y, your pu**y taking my c**k and me.”
Oh God, just his words and tone were going to make me come again.
“Darling,” I whispered, holding tighter as my body jolted with his thrusts.
“Eight hundred, twenty-two years, I’ve never felt anything this beautiful,” he whispered, still driving and my eyes, half-closed, shot open.