Page 128 of Cruel Knots

The feel of her warm, wet tongue sends a thrill through me. Lucia moves up and captures my lips in a searing kiss. I relish the taste of chocolate on her tongue as utter bliss flows through me.

The need to be inside her overpowers me. Unable to take her teasing anymore, I twist my body, easily throwing her off me. Before she can recover, I’m on top of her and hungrily sucking on her nipple.

Her head falls back as she moans.

Lifting her hips slightly, I part her thighs and enter her with one rough thrust.

Lucia cries out at the breach but winds her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. My tongue fights hers for dominance as I pull out, almost all the way, before plunging back in with another hard thrust.

Lucia breaks the kiss but only to shout my name.

My mouth presses along her neck and shoulders, kissing and biting. Her body arches up, trying to swallow me balls-deep in her heated core.

I can’t hold onto control anymore. My thrusts turn rough and hard as she squeezes and pulses around me.

“Oh, Damien,” she moans. “Keep going. Don’t stop...fuck, oh! Please, don’t stop...DAMIEN!”

She’s crying out my name, heightening the pleasure coursing through me. I can feel my body tightening into that moment of ultimate bliss as I keep plunging inside her.

My teeth sink into her shoulder as my control breaks. Pinning her down with my weight, I hold onto her.

Lucia moans as her body shivers against mine, her clenching walls tightening impossibly against my cock as I shatter inside her.

I collapse onto her, still too consumed by the delicious heat coursing through me. We stay like that for a while, catching our breath until I’m able to move again.

Pulling out gently, I slide off her.

“I’m sorry about the mess,” she says in a small, apologetic tone.

For a moment, I don’t even understand what she’s talking about. Why does she have to feel sorry about giving me the best gift I could’ve asked for? She made love to me while staring at my ruined face.

A moment later, I hear the shallow drip-drip of something trickling down from the counter. Turning my head, I see a big bowl of upturned chocolate sauce. Now that I’m able to focus on my surroundings, I realize the liquid is too thick to be a sauce.

“Is that cake batter?” I ask.

She turns around to face me. “Yeah,” she moans. “I wanted to make a four-tier chocolate cake for Lilja. Now, there’s barely enough batter to make one simple cake.”

I stare at her incredulously. “Is that what you were thinking about this whole time?”

She suddenly chuckles. “I didn’t care about it when you were inside me,” she says with a naughty grin. “But now...” She lets out a sigh. “I’ll have to clean everything up. At least, there’s still going to be cake.”

“I can do it for you.”

Pushing herself into a sitting position, she stares at me. “Really?”

I smile and grab the pieces of her clothing that had fallen on the floor. “Let me take you to your room,” I say. “I’ll clean up the mess here while you take a shower.”

Her emerald eyes glow with happiness. Moving closer to me, she presses her lips to mine. “Thank you.”

Warmth flows through me as I watch her getting dressed. I finally allow myself to believe that Lucia wants me as much as my flawless brothers.

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Lucia

By the time I come back to the kitchen, a heavy, decadent smell pervades the air as the cake I’d put in the oven earlier continues to bake. There are no traces of the mess we’d made earlier. It’s as if nothing happened here at all!

I look toward the counter. Everything is still its place, including the cut-out cookies I’d laid out on a tray to decorate.

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