He slowly pulled out and then walked me backward into my bedroom.Lucian scanned the dark space with a predatory gaze.His attention fixed on a low shelf by the window.
“Help me move all this stuff,” he said, collecting the candles.
“Why?”
His arm ensnared my waist.With a fervent gaze, he replied, “Because I’m going to fuck you on it, and I’m going to fuck you hard.I don’t want to break your stuff.”
“Say no more,” I purred.
I loved this take-charge side of Lucian.
After moving books and a fake plant off the top to a corner, I backed up against the shelf while he caressed my arms.
When I took his hard length and stroked him, a tranquil purr rumbled in his chest.I scooted onto the shelf, widened my legs, and guided him in.
Lucian braced his hands on my hips and stretched me wide as he buried himself.In and out, slow and purposeful.His tantalizing strokes made my belly clench as he stimulated every erogenous zone.
I’d never imagined being chained to a man would be this hot, but Lucian had unlocked a new kink I wanted to explore further.The bathroom light created a silhouette, and I watched his body move like a wave of muscle.
When his thrusting reached a fever pitch, the shelf rocked so hard that books tumbled onto the floor.
My back pressed to the cold wall, and Lucian pounded into me like a savage, a growl settling in his throat.
“Harder, baby!”I pulled his hair in the back to let him know I meant it.
Suddenly a crack sounded.The shelf tipped forward, and I flew into his arms.
Lucian thrust his hand out to catch the shelf.My furniture crashed onto the floor when he spun me around at the foot of the bed.
“Bend over,” he commanded.
I leaned on my right arm, but the twelve-inch chain made it a struggle with my left.Lucian’s right arm awkwardly rested beneath me.
“Fuck,” he whispered.“I want you like this.”He smacked my ass.
I wanted it too, but not if it meant losing my arm in the process.
I flipped onto my back.“Crawl with me.”
Sitting on the bed, I scooted to the center of the mattress and tossed the pillows onto the floor.Lying down might be easier than bending over.Lucian prowled over me like a shadow lover.
Once we tossed the pillows out of the way, I rolled onto my stomach.“Stretch your arm up by my head.”
I rested my head on my left forearm so the cuff was to my right.Lucian braced his elbow on the mattress before lowering himself on top of me.
A shaky breath heated my shoulder.
When I tilted my ass up, he thrusted inside me, and we were at it again.
So good.How can it feel this good?He’s not even a Shifter—not even a tiger.
Skin slapped against skin.Lucian’s teeth nipped my shoulder, awakening a hunger in my veins.That tingling between my legs felt like a fuse burning toward a stick of dynamite.
When he jerked his hand, it yanked my cuff.
“Baby, you’re hurting me,” I whimpered.
Lucian ascended from me with lightning speed.
