The Vessel - Jenika Snow Page 0,44

sounded needy and pathetic.

And as he shoved his dick into me so hard I shifted up on the bed, I cried out as my climax broke free inside me, exploding like fireworks in the sky on the Fourth of July.

“Fuck.” He thrust three more times into my very willing body, but I knew—could feel in the tightness of his muscles, the way he grunted and groaned—that he wasn’t done with me yet.

Lucius leaned back slightly, reached between our bodies, and rubbed his thumb on my clit at the same time he slammed his hips forward, sliding his dick in and out of my still-clenching pussy. I was going to fall over the edge again.

“Elise,” he whisper-groaned. “Come for me again, baby. Do it for me now.”

And just like that, from his words and actions, another orgasm ripped through me. I felt the world drift away, but not before I heard Lucius growl out so fiercely it was all I heard, felt, and saw.

He was all I saw in my life.

His big body stilled as he slammed forcefully into me, burying his massive cock deep in my pussy, filling me up with his seed, making me take every last drop. And I did. I wanted to have him saturate me in his masculinity.

And the sight of him coming, how very male he looked, his neck strained, the muscles, his veins and sinew and tendons standing out under his golden flesh, had me nearly orgasming again.

After long moments, Lucius sagged against me, both of us panting and sated. I didn’t know how long we stayed like that, but the moment he rolled off me, his cock slipping free from my pussy, his arms wrapping around me, I let myself slip into oblivion. His warmth, his protectiveness, the proprietary aura that poured off Lucius and wrapped around me, was unlike anything else I’d ever experienced.

And I never wanted to let that go. I never wanted to let Lucius go.

27

Lucius

The fact that I was nervous should’ve been a lot more alarming than it was. Nothing rattled me. But then again, Elise turned my world upside down in the best of ways since I met her, since I fell in love with her.

I was able to turn my emotions off and focus on the task at hand on any given day. It was how I’d been able to help build the Blacksmith empire with a clinical mind, rational logic. But meeting Elise’s mother and aunt made me feel on edge. It was all because I wanted to make a good impression.

Elise must’ve seen the nervousness in me, because she reached out and took my hand, twining her fingers with mine as we walked up her family’s walkway to the front door.

“They’ll love you,” she said in the sweetest voice.

As soon as I’d seen the house, the first thing that had come to mind was I wanted them in a better place, because I knew it would put Elise at ease. I didn’t like the neighborhood. It was too busy, too loud… too dangerous for women, especially older women. I’d already fallen fast and hard for Elise, knew she’d always be in my life, and because of that, her family would be too. I’d never let her go, and that meant her family was now my family.

I wanted to take care of them just as much as I wanted to take care of her. And so I filed that in the back of my brain, knowing I’d make things better for them.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you nervous before,” she said softly in this teasing voice, a chuckle leaving her. We stood by the front door, not entering yet. I groaned low right before I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

“You’re the only person who can bring that out in me,” I murmured against her lips, only loud enough she’d be able to hear, be able to feel the vibrations from my lips to hers.

I felt her lean into me, the kiss already affecting her. I loved the fact that my touch, my words, and my very presence seemed to instantly make her needy, wanting more from me. I hoped it was always like this.

She pulled back far too soon for my liking and opened the front door, leading me inside. Although the house was old, run-down on the outside, I was surprised to see the inside was quaint, with this cottage-esque feel to it. There was dried lavender hanging on the