Page 3 of Black to Light

It certainly did not matter now.

He’d found much more intriguing companionship since Gabriela.

The thought made his cock twitch inside tight, designer jeans. He glanced at the clock, smiling a little in spite of himself.

Their anniversary was coming. It was sometime this month. What would he do for this one? What would he give her? What would he have her give to him?

Two whole years. Or was it three years now?

He glanced upward in thought.

Three. He brought her to Rome at the end of their first year together.

Last year, it had been the Maldives.

It was unbelievable it had been so long, yet he could not imagine life without her. He never tired of her, never grew wearyof her face, her body, the sounds she made, her smell. He never grew tired of any part of her. Never.

That was beyond rare, beyond incredible.

It made her a miracle. It made her a goddess.

He glanced at the clock again, forgetting he’d just done so.

God, moving her to San Francisco had been his best idea yet.

He’d kept her in Europe for almost all of those three years, at his place in Morocco, knowing the authorities would look the other way if anyone did happen to notice anything. He’d had her in Dubai for a short while after that, for pretty much for the same reason.

But now, all the big things in Lucian’s life were happening in the United States.

His companies were all based here, in San Francisco.

He’d wanted her with him, all the time, not just when he could pull himself away from work. All the private jets in the world couldn’t close the distance fast enough to scratch that itch as often as he wanted. In the end, he’d decided the risks could be damned. He had his house modified to accommodate her, loaded her on his jet, and moved her here to live with him full time about three months ago.

She was a distraction, but genius needed time to recharge, did it not?

Brilliant minds required outlets, recreation.

He could already feel himself losing interest in the view overlooking his labs.

Still, he would make her wait alittlelonger.

He liked her hungry.

He liked her hungry, wet, grateful… most of all, amenable to his demands. As power kicks went, he doubted he’d ever tire of this one, or of just how amenable she could be, no matter what his insistence, no matter what his whim, no matter how bizarre he got, or depraved.

Absolutely fucking insatiable.

She was, by far, the best purchase he had ever made.

That even included the companies that had made him billions in the years since he acquired them. Companies came and went. There were millions, tens of millions of companies out there, all waiting to be acquired, all waiting for the touch of Lucian’s golden hand. His pet, on the other hand, was rare beyond rare… one of a breed so exceedingly rare, he doubted there could be more than a handful left in existence.

He’d never encountered a creature who liked cock so much. He’d never bedded a female so utterly unable to get her fill of being fucked brutally and often. He grinned as his erection fattened more. He shifted his weight between his feet, and refolded his arms.

He didn’t have to rush. He still had that party to go to in North Beach.

Of course, he could bring her with him to that.

He could have his driver go fetch her, drive her down to the bar to meet him wearing nothing but a see-through top, six-inch heels, black thigh-highs under a schoolgirl’s plaid skirt, jacked up so high every male in the place would yearn to stick their fingers between her legs, a collar around her pretty neck.

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