Page 82 of Cursed Beasts

I exhaled harshly as the nerves made me jittery. Was she going to betray us all? Was Lucien right? What if she did break the spell?

The smell of sunflowers tickled my nose before I saw her cross the landing in a yellow dress. I knew the sunflowers would look amazing on her. She was mesmerizing as she walked across to the east side in a dress that was shorter than I was used to seeing. Her toned legs were on display, with more skin showing than she usually showed.

I waited a few seconds before I followed her into the library. When I was about to turn the corner, I stopped when I noticed they were still at the entrance. Lucien was appreciating her beauty. My wolf longed to be with someone else, to feel that sense of pack and affection.

Once they went inside to break bread—still feeling jealous—they sat and talked. I kept my distance, hearing a few things here and there, but nothing that made sense. When they kissed, I almost walked away, but when I heard Lucien say he wanted a taste of her, I couldn’t move.

Lucien's inexperience should not be sexy, but I found his innocence to be attractive, and he was definitely a good student. The thought of teaching him how to please her made me ache. When he put her on the table, and spread her legs, I was immobilized; I wasn’t going anywhere.

Katarina’s back was to me, and I needed a better view. I didn’t care if I was quiet as I made my way to a better spot. Lucien's back tensed when he heard me. I could tell he wanted to look around, but the little fuck ignored me and kept kissing up her leg, focusing all his attention on her.

He let out this primal groan when he finally made it between her legs, making my mouth water with the need to taste her. From Katarina’s face, I could tell she was worried and as much as I wanted to watch, I couldn’t stay back anymore. I wasn’t going to just watch them this time.

Katarina’s eyes widened when she saw me walk up to them.

“Once he gets a bit of direction, he’s a great student,” I said, looking at her.

She bit her lip, looking me up and down, like I might be her next meal. Lucien wasn’t the only one who had dressed up. My clothes weren’t as nice, but I made sure I wore my best.

Lucien stayed quiet as he let her decide what to do, but I knew if she wanted me gone, she would tell him, and I would have no choice but to leave. I took her silence as she was thinking about it.

“How do I know you know what to do? I think Lucien could figure it out himself,” she said, looking unimpressed with me.

I stood before her, tilted her chin up, then leaned in by her ear, licking it before I bit it. She shivered in response.

“I’m not a virgin, with males or females. Just ask Lucien if I’m a considerate lover.” I bit her ear again before I pulled away.

I knew Lucien had heard me and had probably rolled his eyes. He was still mad at me, but I considered this a win since he didn’t tell me to leave right away. Perhaps he was hoping she would tell me to leave.

“He’s always been good at sucking and fucking me,” he stated. When I looked back at him, I saw heat in his eyes, making me act quickly. If she said no, I would stop, but I had a feeling she wouldn’t.

I lifted her up off the table, switching places with her, turning her until her back was flush with my chest. I bent down to pick her up from the back of her knees, leaving her completely exposed to Lucien, who was still on his knees.

“Doesn’t he look great on his knees, kitten?” I whispered in her ear. “Now lick her from the hole to her sensitive nub, then swirl your tongue over it.”

Lucien looked at Katarina like he was waiting for her to say no but when she said nothing, he wasted no time in taking my direction. Katarina’s legs tried to close, but I held her open.

“Now suck on it gently.” I growled when he groaned.

She arched her back, crying out at the intense pleasure. Looking down, Lucien and I locked eyes.

“Suck harder,” I said, kissing her shoulder.

“Fuck!” She cried out.

“You taste like heaven, Kit Kat,” he said against her, before sucking her again.

“Now thrust your tongue inside her,” I snapped, feeling her roll her hips against me. I was so painfully hard that I knew it wouldn’t take any time or touch to reach my release.

“Lu—” Her words transformed into a long moan.

“Now insert one finger slowly as you roll your tongue on her sensitive nub,” I directed, as he looked up at us.

I growled into her neck as she whimpered, rolling her hips into his face.

“Cover him with your wetness, grind into that face, use him for your pleasure,” I groaned. “Add another finger, Lu, and curl them until she squirms at your touch.”

“Fuuu—” she yelled, and I knew he found her spot.

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