Page 67 of Forsaken Desire
He chanted it like he needed me to understand. A shiver crested up my back. Lucian picked up speed and I dug my fingersinto the dirt. Electricity fired through my veins, and I screamed, the orgasm making my hearing go.
What the fuck. I couldn’t breathe with how good my body felt—how drained. My channel gripped him, and he grunted, pulling out. He snarled and came on my ass again.
The warmth dripped onto the leaf-covered grass. Aftershocks of my orgasm shivered through me. My legs wouldn’t stop shaking either.
“Good girl,” he praised and massaged cum into my skin. I was hypersensitive, almost aching, but this felt so delicious.
Lucian slid inside me again, his hands dropping into the grass next to my propped elbows.
He shoved his knot inside me. This felt too good. I didn’t think I could survive another orgasm.
He sank his teeth into the side of my neck. Searing pleasure sparked through me.
“Lucian,” I screamed, unable to grind and move as I wanted. My mate pushed his hips flush to my ass, keeping his cock deep inside me, pinning me to the floor. The warmth in my chest spread, reacting to him claiming me. Actually claiming me. I couldn’t think anymore because he ground inside me. The base of his cock pulsed in rhythm with my heart beat. The warning signs before he knotted. This time he didn’t pull out.
His knot swelled, and the strain in my pussy ripped a scream from my throat.
Lucian roared, the sound echoing into the woods.
I wasn’t sure how long it was until my mind came back, but when I did, my cheek was smashed into the grass.
“Why would you do that?” I croaked.
“You are mine,” he snarled. “I want no one but you.”
He ground down harder since he couldn’t pull out. I could only pant and whine.
If I didn’t claim him, it would open him up to Moon Madness, and I couldn’t do that to Lucian. At the end of everything, he was my mate, and the one I would end up with.
Our half-completed bond throbbed between us, and my pussy clamped around his cock.
I leaned forward and sank my blunt teeth into his forearm, biting down hard until blood spread on my tongue.
He roared, and his cock pulsated and then exploded again. So much warmth coated my channel, and more leaked out of my sex.
I didn’t want to be without him. And I didn’t want him to suffer.
He brushed my hair over my shoulder where he had marked me. His fingertips touched the mark.
“I will treasure you, always.” He whispered it like he was talking to himself. I could only lie flat with my ass in the air, and his knot ballooned inside me. If he wasn’t holding my waist with his other arm, I would be hanging by his knot. He pet my spine with slow glides.
I’d never been so fucking happy.
His knot finally loosened, allowing him to pump. Cum and slick dripped out of me with each thrust. He pulled my hair, forcing my spine into an arch.
“I’ll fill you with my cum, Princess.” I gasped, his words clenching my body. He thrust. “Over.” Another thrust. “And over again.”
“Lucian,” I whined. I wasn’t sure I was going to survive this.
25
Isat at the table, staring at my leftover crepes. Lucian had left me breakfast on the table before he’d headed back to work. I was supposed to go with him, but he’d won the argument. Not that it’d taken him much to convince me. My body was wrung out and exhausted. I would have been offended that he was already up and ready to work when I roused if I didn’t notice his slight limp.
I pursed my lips, pleased as fuck.
I caught myself smiling at the walls for no reason. To the point that I probably looked psychotic. A knock came from the front door. I straightened and lifted from the chair to answer it.
Lucian hadn’t mentioned anyone coming by.
