I launch into the air; the ball cradled in my hands as I soar toward the hoop. He jumps with me, his hand slapping against my arm, but it’s too late.
The ball leaves my fingers, arcing perfectly through the air as the buzzer sounds.
Nothing but net.
The arena explodes. My teammates swarm me, lifting me off my feet as the crowd goes absolutely fucking insane. Championship. We did it.
But all I can think about is her.
I push through my celebrating teammates, my eyes locked on Seraphina as she climbs over the barrier separating the court from the stands. She’s running toward me, her face flushed with excitement, my jersey fluttering behind her like a battle flag.
I catch her as she leaps into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I spin her in a circle. Her lips find mine, hungry and desperate, and I kiss her like I’m trying to devour her whole.
“You did it,” she gasps against my mouth, her hands tangled in my sweaty hair. “You fucking did it.”
“I told you I would,” I growl, setting her down but keeping her pressed against me.
The cameras are flashing around us, capturing every moment of our celebration. I don’t give a fuck. Let them see. Let everyone see what’s mine.
I grab her face between my hands, my thumbs tracing the number on her cheek. “You wore my name,” I say, my voice dropping to that dangerous register that makes her pupils dilate.
“Of course I did,” she replies, her lips curving into that wicked smile that drives me insane. “I’m yours, aren’t I?”
I pull her closer, my mouth at her ear so only she can hear. “Tonight, I’m going to fuck you while you’re still wearing my jersey. I’m going to ruin you while everyone in this arena screams my name.”
She shivers against me; her nails digging into my shoulders. “Is that a promise, Devereux?”
I kiss her again, hard and possessive. “That’s a fucking guarantee.”
Chapter 34
Seraphina
The moment the front door slams behind us, Lucien’s hands are on me, pushing me against the wall with enough force to knock the breath from my lungs. His mouth crashes against mine, tasting like victory and sweat and something darker and far hungrier.
“Fuck, you were gorgeous out there,” I gasp when he finally lets me breathe. My fingers tangle in his damp hair, still wet from the locker room shower. “That final shot?—”
His teeth graze my bottom lip, cutting off my words. “Everyone saw you,” he growls, his voice rough with need. “I fucking love owning you.”
I arch against him, my body already aching for his touch. “I wanted them to see. I wanted everyone to know exactly who I was there for.”
Something primal flashes in his eyes. In one fluid motion, he hoists me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carries me through the house. The championship trophy is still clutched in his other hand, abandoned on the kitchen counter as we pass.
“Bedroom,” I demand, my mouth finding the sensitive spot just below his ear. “Now.”
He laughs, the sound dark and promising as he kicks open his bedroom door. “So impatient, Little Sinner.”
He tosses me onto the massive bed, and I bounce once before propping myself up on my elbows. The jersey rides up my thighs, exposing the edge of my lace panties. His eyes darken as he takes in the sight.
“Keep it on,” he orders, his voice dropping, and it make my core clench. “I want to fuck you while you’re wearing my name.”
I sit up, deliberately slow, and run my hands down the front of the jersey. “Like this?” I ask, my voice honey-sweet with false innocence. “Or did you have something else in mind?”
He’s on me in an instant, pinning me back against the mattress with his weight. His cock presses against my thigh through his jeans, hard and insistent.
“You know exactly what I have in mind,” he growls, his lips trailing down my neck. “You’ve been teasing me all fucking game with those looks, that little smile every time I pointed at you.”
I moan as his teeth find the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark. “You liked showing me off,” I accuse, my hands already working at his belt buckle. “Making sure everyone knew I was yours.”
