He laughs, the sound vibrating until my heart swells. “I aim to please.”
“Then give me more. Lucas, please. Fuck me hard.”
“No, Tor.” His nose brushes mine and I tremble. “I’ll fuck you any time, but right now, I need to feel you, make you remember this forever like I’m going to remember this forever. So please, take me like this. Because I think I might die of happiness.”
I whimper his name and he kisses me, soft, slow, his hips mirroring the gentleness. He whispers in a trembling breath, “Let me love you.”
My breath catches, my eyes filling with tears. “Okay.”
It’s scary, raw, and I tremble with more than pleasure. But he never lets my mind drift to dark places. He’s so slow, careful, like I’m something to cherish. It builds me like I’ve never experienced. Pleasurable shivers spark into a humming, demanding ache. I moan and gasp, his lips never leaving mine. The air is thick with passion, with tenderness.
“Look at me,” he whispers.
I do and he smiles, his eyes dancing. He brings my leg over his forearm to hold me tight against him. “Don’t look away. Keep those eyes on me, Torment.”
My throat works and I obey. The build to orgasm is a gentle tide. Every thrust, every stroke within me, is felt throughout my body. Lucas’ eyes never leave me, his smile sweet, and I clutch him desperately. When my breath catches, his smile widens, and I whimper his name in a desperate plea. The pleasure shivers through me to tremble my soul, my entire being throbbing with the intensity of it all.
My eyes finally close and I toss my head back. Lucas kisses the hollow of my throat and thrusts nearly to the hilt. I choke, nails biting into his shoulders. “Please, Lucas. Fuck me.” My fingers tremble. “I want to come so bad.Please. I need that thick head of yours to pound me.”
His cock pulses thick in me and I convulse with a whimper, my pussy pulsating with the beginnings of an orgasm that is just out of reach. He groans into my hair, back rolling as his hips flex him deeper. “Fucking hell, Tor, you do beg so good.”
He complies and I gasp, his hold on my thigh keeping me in place with the first hard snap. I swear I feel him in the back of my throat, but it aches so good. Like a delicious agony that will leaveme ruined. “Yes, like that. Fuck me like that. I need it—fuck, I need it so fucking bad.”
“Tell me, Tor. Tell me.”
“Ruin me, Lucas. I need you to ruin me.” My nails scrape his scalp as I grip his hair and yank his head back, so our eyes meet again. “Fuck me like I’m yours.”
The vibration that quakes him has my hip tilting, my other leg curling up so he’s to the hilt. My clit throbs and I rotate my hips to feel him circle inside me until my eyes flutter with a needy moan.
“You are mine,” he rumbles, his amber eyes nearly gold.
“Then show me.” And I kiss him.
Oh fuck, does he. He fucks me fast, his movements short and precise. I choke on my gasp, my eyes rolling back. Slowly, my body begins to loosen, a tightness I didn’t comprehend holding now releasing. He strikes a place deep within me, one that thrums hot pleasure in a pulsing wave. I cry out and he does it again and again. I’m so close. So fucking close.
“Lucas,” I whimper, my nails raking down his back to grip his firm ass. The feel of him moving, the strength and control, sends a throb through my clit so intense that I kick out. My orgasm explodes through me, powerful and merciless. I can’t breathe, I can’t see. I’m arching, thighs wide as I take him and take him. Lucas never stops in his pounding rhythm until all of me is pulsating in this intense pleasure. My nails bite into his ass and he moans, head resting against my neck, his powerful body shivering as he fights with his own pleasure to not stop. To keep going. To give me more and more and more.
My scream finally rips from me, the tension within me snapping. I can’t stop saying his name, nonsense mingling with it and I convulse, my legs kicking involuntarily. I almost beg for him to stop, but I resist. His struggle to not come has me throbbing, my cum flooding around him and he gasps my namein a desperate prayer. I bite his shoulder viciously, right over those black flames, his loud cry of pleasure kicking the pulsing to a world-shattering peak so high that I forget my own name.
“Ohfuck, Lucas. Stop. I need—I need—” My nails rake angry red lines across his shoulders as I shiver and twitch with each powerful aftershock, tightening around his thick cock when he finally slows. Pleasure fizzles through my sex and I huff a desperate, half-crazed laugh, my chest pumping as I pant, “You can fuck me whenever, however you want if that’s how you make me come. Holy shit.”
He chuckles, brushing his lips along my neck. He holds still with his cock buried deep in me and shivers with each lingering clench. “You got yourself a deal.” He kisses his way up my throat and murmurs against my skin, “I swear, Torment, I can hold out longer than this, and next time, I’ll fuck you all night long, but I don’t know if I can right now. I’ve wanted this for so long.”
My arms wrap around his neck, my hand tangling in his hair. “Come inside me, Lucas.”
He moans and surges forward. I’m sensitive after such an intense orgasm and whimper. Even in the throes of his building climax, he’s still aware of his size and doesn’t bottom out. Next time, I’ll break his self-control. For now, I stroke him, kiss him, tilting my hips for more until I’m jolting with pleasurable shocks.
He kisses me deeply, his tongue sliding along mine, and his hips shiver. I keep the kiss going and he moans a deliciously deep sound that has me arching into him. He’s so big and thickens to the point where my eyes flare. Then he’s coming, groaning and cursing, his large body trembling as his hips spasm and he struggles to keep from hurting me. But I don’t fucking care. The deep pulsing of him sends my building pleasure skyrocketing, my pussy throbbing with it.
Shivering, my eyes rolling back, I fuck myself on him, slapping my hips against his and shivering when he cries out against our kiss and grips me harder. “Fuck, Tor, come for me. Come now.”
My body obeys and I sob his name as I wrench in his hold from the force of my climax. I crash through it again and again, trembling with the intensity, my heels digging hard into his thighs and my hands gripping his ass to keep him tight inside me, our bodies flush together. I grind desperately as I pulse harder and harder.
I swivel and rock, riding out the convulsions with little whines of needy pleasure. He holds still, letting me use him however I want, little vibrations coursing through him as he groans with each exhale.
Finally, my pleasure ends. I release him and fall limp back on the bed, my hands by my head and my thighs wide open. Lucas collapses on me and I huff an exhausted laugh, too tired to care that I can barely breathe.
We pant, sweat cooling our bodies. With what little strength I have left, I wrap my arms around Lucas’ neck. Lucas snakes both arms under me, arching me more into him. Our hearts sync and magic whispers in the room.
