As she was coming down, she felt herself lifted up. She thought they would be making their way to the bedroom, but he only took a few steps, laying her down on the soft, plush rug in front of the fireplace. He pushed her thighs apart and crawled between them and began to unbutton his shirt.
Good God, he was magnificent. That brief glance she saw that first time in the darkened club didn’t do him justice. His tanned, muscled skin slowly exposed to her as the shirt parted. A soft mat of dark hair covered his broad chest, trickling down to a line over his perfectly-formed six-pack abs. After he tossed the shirt aside, he began to unbuckle his belt.
She wanted him so bad, but at the same time, she couldn’t be irresponsible. Which was why she sat up and placed her hand on his to stop him. “Lucas … my purse.” She nodded her head to her bag, which was on the couch.
It took him a second before he understood, then shot to his feet. He was back in no time, foil packet in hand. Thank God she was prepared and it didn’t ruin the moment. She took it from him and he removed the rest of his clothing.
She couldn’t help but gasp when his cock was free of his underwear. He was already hard and so thick and long that her pussy clenched at the sight. Unwrapping the packet, she unrolled the condom over him.
He pushed her down. “I need you so bad, Sofia.”
“Then take me,” she urged, spreading her legs.
He didn’t need any further invitation as he covered her with his body. She bit her lip as she felt the blunt tip of his cock at her entrance, pushing slowly. Her hands went to his shoulders and she could feel how tense he was and how much he was holding back as he waited for her to accommodate him. She wanted him bad too, the sensation of being stretched was thrilling, and soon he was all the way in her.
He paused, as if waiting for her. She lifted her hips up, pushing against him to let him know she was ready. She braced herself, waiting for him to start moving and thrusting. But instead, he slid his hands under her, cradling her body to his as he captured her mouth in a slow, sensuous kiss.
She sighed and opened up to him. His hips moved at the same time as his mouth and tongue. Slow. Teasing. His cock slid in and out in a slow rhythm, building up the sensations in her.
“Lucas,” she moaned as his mouth lowered down to her neck and the tops of her breasts, licking and kissing and sucking at her most sensitive areas, then moving up again to taste her mouth. His cock teased her tight passage, sliding along and causing pleasure to ripple through her. It was exciting. It was maddening. The pleasure didn’t crescendo as much as build up.
“Stop teasing,” she begged, tugging at his hair. She felt him smile against her neck.
“All right,” he rasped. “But you take what you want, sweetheart.”
One moment she was under him, and the next, she was on top. He had rolled them over so she straddled him, his blue-green eyes blazing with lust. “Go ahead. Ride me, Sofia.”
She gasped when he pushed up at her. God she’d never been so filled before. She braced herself on her knees, sliding him out of her before sinking down on him again.
She set the pace, slow and steady at first. But soon, she was moving faster, the pleasure erasing the burning of her thighs as she rode him. He let out a strangled growl when she squeezed around him, his fingers digging so hard into her hips she knew it would bruise. She was so close … closer …
“Lucas!” She sobbed his name when the orgasm took over her body, washing over her, making her want more. His hands found hers, their fingers entwined as her pleasure ripped through her. He let out a grunt as she felt his cock pulse inside her, his hips thrusting up erratically as his pleasure peaked. He reached down to pinch her clit which made her body shudder in surprise as another wave of pleasure coursed through her.
She let out a whimper and collapsed on top of him. Her breathing was heavy and ragged, but as she pulled more air into her lungs, it slowed down to a more normal pace.
She lay there for a few minutes on top of him, awareness slowly coming back to her as the feeling in her legs and thighs did as well. His cock slipped out of her as he shifted his hips. She moved her head up to look at him, only to find him staring back at her with those strange eyes. A hand cupped her chin and she turned to press a kiss to his palm.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a soft voice.
She couldn’t stop the smile spreading across her face. “Yes. More than okay, although,” she looked around them, “you couldn’t have brought me to a bed?”
“I had to have you,” he said.
“I—” She let out a yelp as all of a sudden, she was swept up into his arms. Maybe it was the post-orgasm buzz, but how could she miss how fast he moved or how strong he was?
“But don’t worry,” he nuzzled at her ear, “we’ll be making use of my bed a lot more.”
Chapter Sixteen
Even in the darkness of his bedroom, Sofia looked so incredibly beautiful. He was glad for his Lycan eyesight, so he could watch her like this—curled up against his side, long, dark curls spread over her shoulders, her skin smooth like marble, and those lush lips parted slightly as she breathed evenly. He wanted her again, even more this morning, even though they’d already
