Page 56 of Dark Prince

“Spread your legs.”

I do as he commands. Luk drops to his knees, covering my inner thighs with kisses before moving between them. He spreads my lips and begins to lick, slowly, with the flat part of his tongue. The pleasure is immediate, insistent, and incredible.

I run my hands through his thick, dark hair as he eats me, his tongue dancing over my clit, his fingers moving in and out. The pleasure builds and builds, and I come in no time.

I arch my back as he sends me over the edge, releasing a cry of total delight, Luk licking me through the orgasm. He stands up as it fades, slipping out of his clothes and pouncing onto me. Within moments, we’re wrapped up in one another’s arms, Luk’s cock gliding into me with the ease it always does.

My eyes go wide as he fills me to the brim. The anticipation the leash provides brings things to a new level of intensity, and soon, he’s pounding me hard, driving into me with powerful, deep thrusts. I open my eyes just a bit to watch his thick cock split me in two over and over, his muscles flexing with each drive.

“You’re so goddam sexy,” he growls.

“And this body?” He reaches down and grabs the fleshy part of my hip. “It’s mine. All mine.”

“Yes,” I moan. “Yes, it is.”

The words are a surrender, bringing both of us quickly to orgasm. Pleasure courses through me, a sensual eruption accompanied by Luk tensing up, his cock pulsing inside of me, draining his seed. I focus on our bodies and our breaths as we rise and fall together.

When our climaxes wane, he’s at my side, holding me close. The sub/dom stuff… it’s intense. And I know we’ve just scratched the surface. All the same, Luk understands the importance of making me feel loved and secure after it’s done, making sure I know that the foundation of our experimentation is pure, sweet love based on trust.

He kisses my shoulder, placing his hand on my belly. “You’re my everything, love.”

I smile, nestling into his body.

“Don’t ever forget that,” he adds.

It’s his final command of the evening, one I’m more than happy to obey.

Chapter 32

Maura

One week later…

The crisp night air brushes against my skin as I step out of the car; the familiar sight of our home offers no comfort tonight. Every shadow seems to stretch longer, every sound a potential whisper of danger. I'm trying—really trying—to focus on the tiny life within me, the son whose grand entrance into the world we're so eagerly awaiting. But a relentless unease clings to me, a persistent shroud I can't seem to shake.

We’re returning from having a nice dinner downtown. As much as I enjoy our date nights, part of me wanted nothing more than to stay home, where I know it’s safe.

“I felt it again today,” I mutter, leaning against Luk as we walk toward the front door. “It’s like an evil pair of eyes on me at all times. I know it sounds silly, but...”

Luk's arm tightens around me, his presence always a solid reassurance. “It's not silly. Unfortunately, the life we lead causes us to make a lot of enemies. I'll have the guys sweep the area again, just to be sure.”

“But it's been quiet, hasn't it?” I try to convince myself as much as him. “Since Sharon, since all that was sorted out?”

“It has,” he agrees, pressing a kiss to the top of my head as we step inside. But the warmth of our home does little to ease the chill in my bones. “But we can't afford to be complacent, not with our little one on the way.”

The baby kicks as if to remind me that he’s there, thriving despite the shadows that continue to lurk. I place a hand on my belly, a smile tugging at my lips despite the fears. “He's active tonight.” Luk smiles in response, that fierce, protective glint never leaving his eyes.

We settle into the living room, the fire crackling a soft, comforting hymn. “I can't help but feel that somehow Sharon is still a danger to us, even from the grave,” I confess, the name tasting like poison on my tongue. “I know she’s dead, but there were still a few left who were loyal to her. I’m scared they’ll come after us to avenge her.”

Luk's jaw tightens, his hand finding mine, squeezing gently. “I won't let anything happen to you or our baby. I promise you that. Anyone who thinks they can threaten my family will have to go through me first.”

“I know,” I whisper, leaning into his embrace, finding solace in his vow. “I just wish I could shake this feeling that we're being watched, hunted.”

“We'll increase security,” Luk decides, his voice firm. Tomorrow, I'll talk with the team. We plan to have a stronger detail on you at all times, no matter where you are.”

As we sit there, the fire's glow illuminating our faces, I want to believe in his words, in the safety and love that surrounds us.If only I could shake this feeling…

The garden is quiet, almost eerily so, as I step outside for a breath of fresh air. Luk's still asleep; I didn't want to disturb him with my restless energy. The night envelops me, a blanket of stars overhead offering little in the way of comfort. My phone vibrates suddenly in my hand, a beacon of light in the darkness.

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