“Thank you for your promise, angel. That’s what means the most to me.”
I shook my head. “Don’t thank me. It’s what I owe you as your partner and mate.”
“Then do me a favor?” he countered, heat entering his eyes as he licked his lips at the end of his question.
“A…anything,” I returned, feeling my heart rate increase as my core tightened, a need blossoming there with just his simple look.
“Let me do something to you that you’re going to thank me for.”
Chapter 7
ALEXANDRA
On instinct,I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, giving it a small squeeze with my teeth as I glanced up at Lucien coyly beneath my lashes. “What did you have in mind?”
I never knew what I was going to get with him, but the one guarantee of any situation he’d put me in was that it would definitely be pleasurable. I trusted him implicitly with my body, my heart, and my safety.
“Babe,” he retorted with an intensity that confused me. My brow scrunched up, eyes squinting slightly as I tried to decipher the random input. Upon seeing my confusion, he broke it down for me, a smirk pulling his lips up at the corner. “What did you have in mind,babe. This is the first time you’ve had a pet name for me, and I want to hear it more, angel.”
An answering smirk tugged at my lips. So that was why he looked at me so sharply earlier. I called him babe then. It was actually adorable, the way he clung to that small detail.
Had I really never had a pet name for him before? Had I for any of them? Shame entered my heart when I thought back and realized I’d only ever called him ‘crazy’ as a term of endearment. Clearly, I really needed to be more aware of what came out of my mouth.
I would only drive myself crazy if I harped on the mistakes I made along the way, though. All that mattered now was that he felt comfortable expressing his needs and that I could be better for him—all of them, even.
“I think I can manage to do that…” I trailed off as his fingers dug into my hips, stirring up my love for his possessiveness with a flutter deep in my stomach. With a wink, I added, “Babe.”
His eyes rolled back as his grip tightened with a groan. A moment later, he lifted me up to wrap my legs around his waist, and it suddenly felt like I needed to breathe him in as our lips met. I needed to feel him and be one with him.
I just neededhim.
He moved us through the home, opening a door to a room behind me without breaking our kiss, before coaxing me back to my feet. A tiny moan of need bubbled up from me at the loss of our contact. I needed his touch, and I knew damn well that he needed mine.
“What color are your wings right now, angel?” he asked, hooking his hands in the waistband of his jeans, offering me a tantalizing view of his lower abdomen.
That was just playing dirty, asking me that while exposing a patch of his skin I couldn’t touch right now. But I knew that wouldn’t be the case for long. It was crazy how such a simple question could tie me up in knots with merely the knowledge of what comes with my answer.
My voice dipped into a husky tone as I pulled my shirt off and quickly tossed my bra to the ground. “Pitch black, babe.” A growl rumbled from his chest as his eyes glowed red with need. “What are you going to do about it?”
The challenge sparked him in the exact way I was hoping for. He surged toward me, erasing the distance between us in a second. His lips wrapped around my nipple as his hands found my jeans, knocking my own hands out of the way, apparently not satisfied with my speed of stripping for him.
My head fell back as his tongue flicked quickly across my nipple repeatedly before giving me a small bite. A moan fell from my lips as he pulled away from me to push my jeans completely to the floor, taking my thong with them in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, as the air hit my bare skin, I was starkly aware that I was the only naked one right now, and that wouldn’t do at all. Holding a hand up as his head moved back to my breasts, ready to devour me, I shook my finger and danced backward a step. “You next, babe.”
All’s fair and all that.
A dark chuckle floated through the air as he reached for the back of his black shirt with one hand and pulled it up and over his head, ruffling his hair in a way that had me wetting my lips at the messy look. I wanted to run my fingers through it, tugging roughly as he fucked me.
When he was finally bare to me and stroking his hard cock, he tilted his head to the side as he smirked and asked, “Are you ready to do what I say in order to get my thanks, angel?”
Fuck, I would do anything he asked of me.
My answer was swift and unwavering. “Yes.”
Nodding his head as he eyes moved over my shoulder, he instructed, “Go onto the balcony, grip the edge, and bend over for me. Wait for my touch.”
I blinked in bewildered surprise in return to the command. I hadn’t even had a moment to take in the room, let alone see that there was a balcony. The command shocked me, though it also enticed the hell out of me. Would anyone be able to see us, or were we far enough away that we were secluded?
