Page 13 of Reign of the Beast

He ground against me, his hard cock rubbing between my ass cheeks.

It had me sucking in a sharp breath. “Yes,” I rasped.

He fisted his hand in my hair, wrenching my head back.

Our eyes met over my shoulder.

His were on fire with barely-contained desire.

I shuddered with need as he whispered in my ear, “Tonight I will take you wholly. I will feed you my cock, taking your mouth, your perfect little ass.”

Releasing my hair, he trailed his warm, wet tongue up the other side of my neck.

He had me jolting in the next second, when he cupped my cock over my jeans. He gave it a firm squeeze, forcing a groan from me.

He ran his hand up and down my shaft. “Your cock is like steel beneath my fingers already.”

The next thing I knew, he was shoving me into the glass. “Brace your palms against it.”

I complied instantly.

He drew my jacket off my shoulders, letting it pool on the floor at my feet. Then he pulled my tee up over my arms and head and tossed it away across the room, baring my chest.

His mouth was at my ear, whispering huskily, “There are hundreds of them down there. Any one of them could see you. Just a glance up here and they’ll witness you bared for my pleasure, you submitting to my touch as I own your delectable body.”

I shuddered at his words.

Taking in the crowds, a thrill ran through me, something I hadn’t expected. I was getting off on the idea of being caught, the illicit nature of the entire situation rolling over me. Sure, I’d screwed around in public before, outdoors and all that. Sometimes waiting just wasn’t an option. But strangers watching me being owned by a dirty,dominant force like Lucian Black was a whole different thing.

A surprised cry escaped me as he began flicking and tugging at my nipple rings. “You have lived for several ages, yet you have barely scratched the surface of the depths of your erotic desires. I have so much more to teach you.”

“God, yes.”

He rolled my nipples between his fingers, sending sparks of pleasure erupting through my body.

Then, with a burst of speed, he jerked my jeans down to my thighs. A sigh of relief escaped me as my cock sprung free from its tight confines.

“Mmm. No underwear to get in the way. You know how much I enjoy you this way.”

He stifled my response with a single finger.

With a feather-light touch he traced a path along my lower abdomen, just shy of brushing my throbbing cock.

I trembled, fisting my hands on the glass.

He must’ve caught me looking out at the club floor, because he said, “What if it washerdown there? Just her looking up at us? I’d call her up here, make her watch as I buried my big, thick cock in your ass, stretching your exquisitely tight hole. I’d make her spread her legs wide, her pussy so wet from watching you having your ass filled. I’d shove your face into her wetness, forcing you to eat her out over and over, even after she screamed for a reprieve. There would be no mercy. I’d fuck you until I’m on the verge of coming, then I’d pull out, shove you to your knees and plunge my cock down your throat, making you swallow every drop of my cum. The dirty act alone would push you over the edge, having you coming all over her delicious breasts.” He scraped his teeth over my earlobe. “How would you like that?”

Holy hell!

His teasing touches, his dirty words, invoking Mia and revealing his desire for her to be a part of our lovemaking… it all had me losing my shit. I was sweating like crazy, my mouth so dry I didn’t know if I could actually speak. I’d never felt so turned on, so desperate in all my life.

Lucian knew exactly what he was doing. He was so fucking good. I was consumed by need. Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed but the overwhelming desperation to feel sated in a way only he could provide.

His hands slid down to my ass cheeks, squeezing them roughly.

I squirmed, which earned me a sharp slap to my left cheek.

“Be still. Keep your hands tight to the glass.”

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