She rubbed the front of my pants making me shudder with need.
“Lucien,” she whined, taking her shirt off, giving me a look at her breasts covered with a sheer piece of clothing that made me even harder.
“What do you want?” I kissed down her neck, nipping the top of her breasts.
“I ache.” She gasped when I bit her again, threading my hand through her hair and pulled, so her chest was thrust into my face. “Make me feel good.”
I gave her another nip when doubt settled into my mind. She must have noticed my hesitation.
“Lucien, we don’t have to—”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“It’s not that, Kit Kat, but I’ve never done anything with a woman before,” I said, hating the words that came out of my mouth.
She pulled away to look at me like she was searching for a lie.
“You’re a virgin?”
“With a woman, yes, I was actually saving myself for my mate,” I said, feeling stupid.
I pulled away from her, but she grabbed my hand, pulling me back to her. She cupped my face to look at her, all the while shame was coursing through me. Was saving yourself even a thing nowadays?
“I think that’s very romantic, but are you sure you want me to be your first?” she asked, looking conflicted. “I have little experience too. Not the best kind, anyway.”
I couldn’t stop the growl that escaped.
“When we get out of here, do I have to scare someone?” My wolf didn’t like that someone had mistreated her.
“He’s not worth it, actually I think I need to tell—”
“No, I don’t want to hear about another man,” I said, picking her up and taking her to the sofa.
I sat down with her on my lap, running my hand up her body over her breast to cup her face.
“I might not do it tonight, but I want to erase the memory of the man who didn’t give you everything you deserve. Show me how to fuck you, and make you scream my name.” I kissed her, trying to rein in my beast, to give her the best I could offer.
Katarina rolled her hips, making me shudder at her heat against me. She unclipped the thing covering her amazing breasts, giving me access to take one of them in my mouth. I knew the mechanics of sex—one of the many things my fathers thought I should know and from stories I heard from Zev and Aeon—like where I had to put it.
I playfully nipped at her before going to the other breast as she ground into me again. If this felt amazing, then I couldn’t imagine how it felt to be inside of her. She leaned back, making her breast pop out of my mouth while she popped the buttons off my pants, reaching in and grabbing me.
I could help myself. I thrusted into her hand as she stroked me with a firm grip. She leaned over me, spitting on me, using her spit to stroke me with ease. The picture of me thrusting into her mouth made me roll my hips up into her hand.
She pulled away, standing up. I instantly reached for her, wondering why she was leaving. Katarina stood before me, unbuttoning her shorts, turning around and bending over. The same sheer fabric covered her butt, only the bottom half was peeking out and it was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen.
Hooking her fingers on either side of the fabric she brought them down in the same fashion. She was on display for me, and I couldn’t help but stroke myself to ease some of the ache I was feeling.
Looking over her shoulder, she was biting her lip, with a shy expression. All I wanted to do was worship her until she knew she should never settle for anything less than the world.
“Come here,” I said. My voice was laced with my wolf, and I knew he showed himself through my eyes.
Her breathing hitched like she was unsure, but she came to me anyway, straddling me, keeping a little distance from her core and mine.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Katarina,” I said, bring her in for another kiss so she knew everything was fine. She grabbed my hand to bring it to her chest again.
“I like a little pain,” she said, as she grabbed her breast, before she pinched and pulled on herself. Her hips rolled against me, coating me in her arousal.
I knew I should pay attention to her chest, but I needed to see her rubbing against me.