9
GRACE
I’m stillbreathless from my orgasm as I eagerly watch Lucian strip. His eyes never leave mine as he unbuttons his plaid shirt, letting it fall to the floor to join my clothes. My mouth goes dry as I take in his broad chest—a thick, solid block of muscle, smattered with dark hair. He looks even bigger with his clothes off. Huge and hulking and so freakin’ hot.
Still staring at me, he unbuckles his belt, then yanks down his jeans and boxers in one quick movement. Then he kicks them aside, straightening up once more. My eyes drift down his chiseled body, past the trail of hair on his navel, until I’m staring at his thick cock. It’s as big as the rest of him—long and girthy. Desire burns deep inside me, flooding my whole body. It pulses between my legs, making my head spin.
I’ve wanted Lucian ever since he rescued me from the river the day we met—but I was starting to think nothing would ever happen. After he left my room earlier, I decided I had to talk to him. Ask him why he was holding back. So I mustered up all my courage and opened the door to find him standing there, waiting for me. As soon as I saw him, I knew something had changed. I could see it in his eyes—that he was done holding back. Doneignoring the spark between us. And now we’re naked in his bedroom, Lucian easing his giant body on top of me.
Oh God, this is really happening…
He feels warm and hard against me, his muscles unyielding against my curves, pinning me to the mattress. His gray eyes look molten in the lamplight, and I suck in a breath at the intensity of his gaze.
“I’ve got you,” he says. “Hold on to me.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, letting my legs fall open as he positions himself between them. I can still smell my arousal on his beard, the raw musk mingling with his pine-fresh scent as he leans in to kiss me softly.
“You okay, sugar?” he asks as he pulls away. “You look nervous.”
I swallow. “I’m okay. It’s just…this is my first time.”
I’m worried it will put him off, but instead, he kisses my forehead and says, “Mine too.”
“Really?” I ask, struggling to hide my surprise.
“Yeah. Was never really interested in dating. Then after everything that happened, I shut myself off.” He wraps a lock of my hair around his finger, adding, “Never really cared. Didn’t feel like I was missing out or anything. But then I met you, sugar. From the minute I saw you, I wanted you like crazy.”
I blush at the compliment, beaming up at him. “It was the same for me, Lucian.”
He makes a noise deep in his throat, resting his forehead against mine. “Good. ‘Cause I’m gonna be your first and your only. You’re mine now, beautiful.”
His voice is a possessive growl that makes me shudder, and a moment later, I feel his cock poke against the junction of my thighs, hard as granite. He pierces me with those stormy eyes as his length pushes inside me, squeezing my walls open around his girth. The friction sucks the breath from my lungs. It feels sogood. So intense. When he finally bottoms out, I feel so full of him, his cock buried impossibly deep.
“Fuck, Grace, you’re so tight…” He grits out the words like they cost him effort, sweat beading on his forehead. “How does it feel, sugar?”
“Amazing.” I wriggle beneath him, getting used to the sensation. “It stings a little, but in a good way.”
Lucian nods, and I see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows hard. His thick brows furrow in concentration, every muscle in his body tensing as he starts to rock his hips. He fucks me with slow, deep strokes, a gentle rhythm that makes me sigh with pleasure. I wrap my legs around him, my heels digging into his back, savoring the way our naked bodies rub together. It feels incredible, but Lucian is moving like he’s scared to break me, and I’m desperate for more.
“You can go faster,” I tell him. “I promise I’ll be okay.”
He lets out a deep breath, his face so close to mine that his beard brushes my chin. Then he grabs my hands and pins them above my head.
“My girl,” he murmurs, his deep voice barely audible over the lashing rain outside. A shudder of delight runs through me at his possessiveness, but suddenly he’s fucking me harder, faster, and all my thoughts dissolve to nothing.
“Oh!”
Lucian’s cock smacks into me, pumping my pussy in a brutal rhythm. Wet slapping sounds fill the room as he moves, and a deep, primal moan escapes my lips. He’s so deep, stuffing me full of his cock again and again, brushing sensitive nerves I never knew existed. I squeeze my eyes shut, relishing every thrust as he claims me, dominates me.
“Open your eyes, Grace.”
I do as he says. His gaze is fixed on mine as he fucks me, burning with something feral. I whimper but don’t look away, even though the intensity almost hurts.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he grunts, running his thumb over my bottom lip. “So pretty with my cock inside you.”
I shiver against him. His voice is so deep, a rumble of thunder running through my body.
“It feels so good,” I whimper, pushing against him, bucking my hips.
