“Hands,” he demands, and I’m so close that it doesn’t register. “Evie, hands. Give them to me.” I lower my arms, tingling a bit from being over my head. He takes my hands and directs them to my core. Feeling how wet I am, I can’t keep my fingers from finding my clit. “No.” He smacks them away, and the feeling shoots deep inside me. My head rears up to take him in; it feels like my eyes are about to roll back. “Hold your lips open so I can properly fuck this clit.”
“Yes, Lucian, please.” My whiney voice begs him to give me everything. “I need it all.”
“Oh, you’ll get all of it soon enough.” His voice is growly, and as I carefully pull my labia back, he gently blows across my overly sensitive button and pussy. “I’m gonna make you come so hard, and then I’ll sheath my cock in this pretty pussy and take its virginity before blowing a load of cum so deep inside you that you’ll be pregnant tonight.
“What?” I start to slip my hands from my core, but this time, he gently slaps my pussy, and I moan long and loud at the sensation. “I can’t get pregnant yet. We just met. We really aren’t a ‘we’ yet.” I try coming up with all sorts of reasons, but my brain is scattered.
“Evie, we’ve been a ‘we’ since you let me hold you and looked me in the eyes in your apartment that first time.”
My heart settles because even though I was scared to death of Justin, I felt peace at that moment. It was as if a key found the lock to my heart. I’d always believed that due to the circumstances of my birth, I was broken.
I loved my parents and still do. My family shows me all the time, but I wasn’t really interested in boys in high school or even in college. Justin forced his way into my sphere of influence, and I hated it, but because of being adopted, I always wanted a big family. A few years ago, I found out that my birth mother had died, and there was no father listed, so my parents and Gigi were all I had.
“I do want a family.”
“Sweet cheeks, you get no say in this. I’m in charge, you agreed to this, so I’m taking control. Got it?”
There is only a moment of fear before I let it go and allow Lucian to take control.
He gets back to what he was doing before, while I hold my lips open for him. Sucking my clit and thrusting his finger deep inside me, he makes my back curl, and I arch up, crying out at not only the intrusion but the immediate buildup. He sucks and bites, taking me higher as he adds a second finger. Gibberish spills from my lips, and I scream when I’m on that cliff, ready to plunge into the abyss of the orgasm.
Lucian curls his fingers inside me and rubs against that soft spot that sends me hurdling. My body spasms, and I scream so long and loud that the other men around here will know what we are doing.
My fingers fall away from my body, and I feel spurts gushing from inside before Lucian’s cock is at my entrance, his fingers gone. I concentrate on what he’s about to do, but everything becomes languid and floats away.
“No turning back now, Evelise. You’re mine.” He thrusts in so hard and fast, I cry out again.
“Owe!” The pain overwhelms the orgasm for only a moment, then I glance up at Lucian, whose face contorts as he tries to shove more of his cock into me. He appears to be in pain at first until he looks down into my eyes.
“The pain will subside soon. Fuck you are tight, baby. I’m never leaving this cunt,” Lucian says, his voice strained and gritty-sounding.
I shift my hips as I look down at where we’re joined. He groans, and an intense desire washes over me to make him lose control. Lucian pulls out and slams back in. That orgasm that receded has begun to build again, and I reach toward him. He muscles us onto the bed while continuing to move in and out of my body. When we are finally settled, he’s above me on his knees, my ass resting on his thighs as he moves in shallow thrusts.
“Luuuciaaan,” I moan. “I’m going to come again.”
“Not yet. Come with me,” he orders, then his hands descend to my breasts. He tweaks my nipples as he massages the mounds, and my spine curves upward again, lifting closer to him.
Lucian pushes my legs up and out before powering into me harder and deeper. I reach up and run my hands through his cropped hair and along his face, trying to distract myself from the impending destructive climax. I can feel it.
“Lucian. Yes.” Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pull him down to my mouth, and he ravages me just like he’s pumping into me.
“You’ve ruined me, Evie. This pussy is mine forever. Come,” he commands, and as if it were the switch I needed, I detonate. My body locks up, and my pussy spasms around his cock that keeps pounding in and out of my body. My neck elongates as I throw my head back and scream his name. “Fuck,” Lucian groans as he plants himself deep, and I feel a pop inside me before he starts coming. “Evelise.” He moans my name before falling over top of me, caging me to the bed with his magnificent frame. His elbows next to my head, his forehead pressed to mine.
We lay like that for a long time as our breathing returns to normal.
“I’ve never felt this before.” Tears roll down my face, and his thumbs wipe them away.
“Did I hurt you?” His deep voice is raw, not the usual bass, but strained.
I shake my head, trying to come up with the words locked in my chest. “No, you didn’t hurt me. I’m scared.” I tell him what I can say, though.
“Of me?”
“Never.” Reaching up, I slide my hand along his face. He leans into the touch, craving it.
“You are so soft.”
“I’m scared of losing this feeling.” That’s the best way to convey my meaning.
