He didn't wait. He pulled me toward him with precise force, trapping me between his body and the wall. His mouth found mine and he kissed me without mercy. That's how Lucian was. He didn't kiss like a man in love. He kissed like a dark god reclaiming what belonged to him.
His hands moved down my back, warm and confident, while his mouth descended to my neck, then to my collarbone, licking, biting with an exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain. My skin vibrated, my entire body trembling.
The shadows rose around us like living witnesses. They didn't just cover us. They celebrated us. They blessed us.
He lifted me effortlessly, taking me by the thighs. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist, trapping him. I could feel his urgency, his hardness rubbing exactly where I needed it most. My hips moved of their own accord, searching, begging.
