“Please, Lucian.”
“Soon,” he whispered closely in her ear from behind.
The thick rod of steal pressed up against her ass, let her know he was just as affected and she rolled her hips back against him on instinct. The low gasp that teased her earlobe made her smile. She loved getting a reaction out of him.
He slowly turned her around to face him and began rinsing her hair once more. Her nipples stood hard in anticipation as she held her breath, waiting for when she would have some relief. He had said ‘soon’, but how soon was ‘soon’?
She cried out as his teeth grazed one aching peak. The slight tinge of pain, causing her no end of pleasure. The thrill of knowing what he was, how he could easily pierce her skin and drink from her should he so choose, gave her a head rush of danger. She realised at that moment she wanted to know what it would feel like to be devoured by him.
“Look at me, Katherine,” he commanded and she eagerly obeyed, the sight before her more erotic than she could’ve imagined.
His tongue lazily lapped against her nipple before swirling it in a circular motion, all the while his eyes looked at her hungrily. His hand lightly cupped her breasts and began to gently massage them while he alternated between playing with her nipple with his tongue, his teeth, and his hands. As he suckled one hard and pinched the other, she almost shattered into an orgasm that danced torturously out of reach. Katherine threw her head back and closed her eyes moaning in both delight and heavy need.
Quickly, she was spun around once again, this time her back pressed up against the cold tile, making her gasp.
“I said look at me,” Lucian hissed, his eyes were black and the rumble of authority in his voice teased at her senses, willing her to comply.
“Yes,” she replied breathlessly, as he abruptly withdrew his hands from her breasts. She felt the loss of his touch immediately but when he dropped to his knees and hitched one of her legs over his shoulder, desire flooded her.
“You will watch me while I taste your sweet cunt, Katherine,” he ordered her with a low growl, “watch me enjoy wringing out every last drop of your pleasure.”
His eyes remained on hers as he slowly ran the tip of his tongue over her centre, making her moan loudly. She couldn’t have looked away from him if she had tried, watching Lucian on his knees in front of her, hell-bent on giving her pleasure was the only sight she wanted to see. He lapped at her again and slowly circled his tongue around her clit, causing a mirrored, phantom sensation to tease both her breasts. It was almost like she could feel his tongue there too. Her body tensed as she felt her pleasure climbing with every slick stroke of his tongue against her sensitive spot. The steady, building friction combined with the hungry groan of Lucian’s enjoyment, made her tremble as she reached the precipice of her mounting climax.
When he suckled on her little nub, her orgasm struck her with force.
“God, yes.”
Her eyes stung from staring into the darkness of his demanding gaze but the joy and relief that she felt at being submerged in his darkness while pleasure poured through her, was like nothing she had ever felt before. She cried out as he stopped suckling her abruptly, she was about to protest when he sunk lower on his knees and pierced her hot, wet channel with his demanding tongue.
“Lucian!” His name was torn from her as another orgasm blasted through her, stronger than the last but already she was craving more. She needed to be filled by him, consumed and overridden by him completely.
“Fuck,” Lucian cursed, dropping his gaze and his head down, hiding his expression.
“Yes, Lucian, please. Fuck me. I need you to take me,” Katherine pleaded her hands gripping at his shoulders as she tried to encourage him to stand up. She wanted him to stand and to pound into her with everything that he had, while he cursed and grunted out his pleasure.
“Katherine, please. You don’t know what being with you like this does to me, you make me lose control over my instincts,” he said harshly, his shoulders heaving with each laboured breath.
“I don’t want your control, Lucian. I want you, all of you,” she pleaded, only to suck in a gasp as he lifted his head and fixed her with a look that hungered for more than just her passion.
“All of me, even this?” Lucian snarled, his sharp fangs had elongated and gleamed dangerously.
She knew she should feel afraid. He was capable of causing her endless pain or killing her in a heartbeat, yet the sight of his fierce and true nature only amplified her desire, her insides shaking with need. His eyes closed and he suddenly gripped her ass in both his hands, pulling her into him. He inhaled and moaned loudly into the steam-filled space.
“So ripe,” he breathed against her core, nuzzling and teasing her with his mouth and the promise of his teeth upon her.
“Lucian, taste me,” Katherine ordered quietly.
“Darling, please,” he began, only to be silenced by Katherine’s fingers tugging at his hair, pulling his head back.
“I said, taste me,” she growled, the power of being able to command such a dangerous being was a thrill like no other.
A moment of silence hung between them while they stared at each other in a wordless battle of wills. Lucian’s eyes flicked to the inside of her thigh where it still rested over his broad
