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CHAPTER 20

Lucy

Kissing Henry was nothinglike kissing Marcus. Even from the way that Henry held me, it was like being protected by this massive force. His muscular body felt amazing underneath my hands. His lips were demanding, and yet, they didn’t take too much.

I felt a swelling in my heart for this man. His hands moved down my back lighting a fire with each new place that he touched. I gasped as he cupped my ass and lifted me from the ground. Words were spoken and then I demanded that he kiss me. I could see by the fire in his eyes that he was trying to hold back. I wanted him to let loose. I wanted to see him break from the rigid confines of what he felt was his place.

I didn’t know much about mates other than there was supposed to be a special bond. I couldn’t even begin to explain the connection between us. My hands went up to cup his face. The whiskers on his cheeks pressed against my palms and I relished the closeness with him. I felt like I could have climbed inside of his embrace and never wanted to be anywhere else.

“What you do to me,” he breathed the words as if saying a prayer. His lips moving from my mouth to kiss along my jawline.

I tilted my head back, loving the sensation and wanting to feel his mouth on my neck. I wanted him to drink from me. I rocked my hips against his hard abs and heard his muffled curse.

“Do you think that is funny?” he asked in a gravelly voice.

I pulled back the slightest bit, resting my forehead against his. “I think it’s nice that I am not the only one feeling overwhelmed.”

His eyes searched mine before he spoke. “Lucy, I would never have thought that I would find the one person that I was supposed to be with. It is so rare. I never in a million years could have imagined sharing that person with someone else. But I know that this is right. I know that you are meant for Marcus and me. I hope that we aren’t coming on too strong.”

From the aching between my thighs I would say it wasn’t nearly strong enough.

“I want you, make no mistake,” he continued. “But I want to get inside your mind. I want to know what makes you tick. I want to know your favorite foods, your favorite colors, and what you want to do with your life. I want all of you, Lucy.”

My hands slipped around to grasp the back of his neck, fingers threading through his hair. I could feel his breath against my lips as he spoke.

“Henry, I want all of those things. I do.”

And then he kissed me again, harder this time. His hands slipping beneath my clothing and his fingers squeezing my bare ass. I thrust my hips against him again and found my back being slammed up against the nearest wall. His mouth was ravenous, and with each sweep of his tongue my pussy became wetter and wetter, until I was afraid I might have a wet spot on my jeans.

He yanked my shirt off and then he was tugging my bra down until both nipples were exposed to him. When his mouth latched around one, I couldn’t help the keening cry that escaped my lips. My head fell backward and smacked the wall, but I didn’t care.

He suckled my breast hard and then soft, laving the nipple and teasing it until it was heavy with need. He did the same with the other breast and I was rubbing myself shamelessly against him. I knew that he was packing serious heat, but I had no idea how good it would feel as I rubbed my pussy against him. And this was through two layers of clothing.

“I need to be inside of you,” he said groaning and then he was at the fastening of my pants, and I was trying to get out of them as fast as possible.

He dropped to his knees in front of me to help remove my jeans, and then he was pushing my legs apart. I had to grab at his shoulders before his face came in and he began to lick and suck at my pussy.

“I fucking love the taste of you.”

I flushed at his words, feeling wanton and gorgeous in his arms. He lifted one of my legs, placing it over his shoulder and then licked my entrance causing me to buck against his face.

I looked down and saw the reflection of us in the stream. I could see the way my breasts were thrusting forward, nipples standing tall with proud erect peaks. I could see the way my stomach softly curved and then his dark head nestled between my thighs.

It was erotic, and taboo and I loved it.

Henry added two fingers pumping them inside of my channel as he continued to kiss my pussy, leaving nothing untouched. The moment he found my clit, I screamed out his name. He looked up at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes, and then moved back to suck hard on the tender nub.

I came apart in his arms and would have fallen if he wasn’t holding me up. His fingers continued to pump in and out of me until the last vestiges of my orgasm had left my body. I felt wrung out, and yet hollow in a way. I wanted to have him inside of me. I wanted to know what that felt like.

I opened my mouth to say something when we heard someone shouting my name.

“Lucy?”

“Just a minute, Veti!”

I reached down and shoved my breasts back inside of my bra. Henry moved up my body, kissing my stomach, breast, neck and then my lips.

I pushed at Henry’s shoulders. He allowed me to fix my clothes, but he had no intention of releasing me.

Veti came rushing from around the bend. By the look on her face I knew it was something important.

“Lucy, I hate to interrupt, but something has happened.”

Henry immediately pulled back as he barked out, “What happened?”

“It’s Angelica, she passed out. I need you to come quick!”

“Take me to her.” Henry demanded

Veti turned and raced down the path toward the castle.

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