“Scream for me, Princess.” He curved his finger, and the orgasm collided with my body. I cinched my eyes tightly shut. Through the buzzing in my ears, my mewls were audible, but he didn’t take pity on me, instead shoving a third finger inside me, the fit even tighter.
I floated downward, my body still seizing on his desk. “I love when you squirt for me.”
My stomach clenched from his words, and a tremble wracked my frame. I could no longer keep my head up, so I let it roll from side to side against the wood.
Lucian continued licking me, forcing me to twitch with every glide of his tongue. To keep my legs still, his hands settled on my knees, widening them until the joint pinched. He rendered me immobile.
“My mate has such a pretty pussy.” I could only whimper. “And it’s all mine.”
I hated how madly he made me want him.
“Fuck me,” I whimpered, arching my hips up to his mouth.
Lucian hummed, his tongue dragging up my slit in a slow, teasing glide. The asshole was doing it on purpose.
“In time, precious mate, in time.”
He scissored two fingers inside my core.
I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to fill my lungs with air.
22
Ifrowned at the new-fangled machine that had been delivered this morning and returned my attention back to the instructions. The silver, wide mechanism with its levers and buttons confused the shit out of me, but I felt guilty not hooking it up.
I made an offhanded comment about one of these, and the next morning, the delivery driver left one the porch. I’d learned my lesson to never mention something to Lucian.
The door slammed from down the hall. I immediately reached for a knife from the holder, placing my back to the counter.
“Josephine?” Alex called softly.
“I’m in here,” I replied, my shoulders relaxing, and slid the knife back into the wooden block on the counter.
He entered the kitchen and eyed the huge espresso machine behind me.
“Don’t ask,” I commented with a shake of my head.
He put his hands up with a smirk. I returned to reading the manual that had only served to confuse the crap out of me so far. I looked over his shoulder, not fully facing him yet. Theawkwardness had set in now everything had calmed, and Lucian and I were working on our relationship.
“By the way . . .” I cleared my throat. “I’m sorry about—” Kissing you. I couldn’t form the words. I’d done it in an effort to hurt Lucian. “For . . .”
“Don’t mention it.” Alex moved into my space and grabbed my shoulder. “Like seriously. I want to continue living.” I finallylookedat him. There was no joke in his voice, and he kept looking over his shoulder. “You are my brother’s mate and my Luna, I will always respect your position as mysister-in-law,” he added, his eyes a bit too wide.
My face warmed, and I clamped my lips together. There was a red speck on his cheek. I followed the trail of droplets to the front of his shirt.
“Why are you covered in blood?”
“That’s why I came.” His blue gaze gleamed with satisfaction. “Where’s Lucian?”
“Sleeping, now spit it out.” I narrowed my eyes pointedly. He visibly seemed to weigh up his options. “Alex!”
He sighed and scrubbed his palm across the top of his hair.
“I found Duane.”
My smile faded, and the air was vacuumed out of the room.
“You should have said so sooner.” I slipped out of his grip and placed the pamphlet on the dining table. Lucian was sleeping again, so this was the perfect time to receive the news. “Take me to him.” I was already striding past him.
