Page 14 of Reign of the Beast

He began fisting my hard length, slow and easy at first, then graduating to fast and wild.

“Fuck!” I cried out, throwing my head back.

“That’s it. Take it,” he whispered hauntingly in my ear.

I almost shot through the glass when he employed his vampire speed.

Clawing at the wall, I gritted my teeth against the erotic torture.

The pleasure was too much all at once.

I couldn’t catch my breath.

Ragged curses tore from my throat.

I broke position, my right hand leaving the glass and clamping down on his wrist, trying to push him away, or get him to ease up at least. But, without my magic, Lucian was able to simply bat away my efforts.

“Glass!” he snarled.

Grunting, I slapped my hand back in front of me.

Sweat poured down my chest, my face, everywhere.

My entire body was shuddering.

My balls drew tight, my abs clenching.

I was going to come. Hard.

But then his hand fell away abruptly.

I couldn’t believe it.

I couldn’t stand it.

I’d never gotten to that point before, only to have it mercilessly wrenched away.

My body was on fire. I was fucking shaking. “Lucian!”

“You are atmymercy now. You come whenIdecide.”

“But—”

In a flash of speed, he wrenched me away from the glass and spun me around to face him.

He gripped my jaw, jerking me closer. “Perhaps you will think twice next time about breaking position without my permission.”

That’swhy he’d left me hanging so fucking brutally?

Before I had a chance to utter a vicious rebuttal, he shoved me against his desk, commanding, “Feet wide apart. Stick out that mouthwatering ass.”

Fighting against my instincts and no small amount of uncomfortableness at being given such an order, I did as he asked. My need to come was greater than my pride. He had me out of my mind with it.

I caught a blur of speed in my peripheral vision and then he was right behind me again.

“Good,” he praised me.

Despite myself, I smiled, the praise warming me.

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