Chapter Fifteen
1079 Words
EIRA’S POV
I was a dripping mess.
Lucien pinned me to the wall, caging me with his body as his lips explored mine. He kissed me with raw, uncontrollable hunger. His hands slid underneath my jacket, then up to my waist, his fingers tracing my skin and leaving a fiery trail in it’s wake.
I moaned, arching desperately as the heat throbbed violently between my thighs. Lucien was a mess. He groaned, head falling against my shoulders.
“Your scent,” he gasped. “It’s everywhere, Eira, I can’t... f**k-“
His hands slid down, gripping my thighs and lifting me up so our hips aligned. My legs wrapped around his instinctively. I could feel every inch of his arousal through our clothing. His manhood was hard, thick and pulsing.
My body shuddered.
“Lucien, please,“ The desperation slipped through my voice.
My plea broke him.
He grabbed my hips, grinding slow and deep against me. I whimpered, my head falling back as pleasure consumed me. Lucien latched his mouth to my throat, kissing, biting, sucking.
“Tell me how bad it hurts,” he whispered against my skin.
“It burns,” I cooed. “I need you.“
Lucien let out a throaty growl. His hands slid up my shirt, his thumbs brushing the underside of my breasts. My n*****s hardened in response to his touch. I trembled, unable to stop the desperate sounds escaping my lips.
Lucien pressed his lips against mine again, deep, consuming, and he whispered against them;
“You’re driving me crazy.”
The feeling was more than mutual.
His hands slid down my hips and then between my thighs as he stroked my wet panties. His fingers trailed against the fabric, causing my wetness to increase. I gasped, my knees bucking as I pushed helplessly against his hand.
“Already soaked. f**k,” He groaned.
Without thinking, I reached for his groin, pressing my hands against his hard length. Lucien growled, his body trembling under my touch. I trailed my fingers over his length, swallowed hard as I craved him even more.
I undid his belt, revealing his hard length. The sight of it made my insides quiver. f**k, I needed that inside of me.
Lucien slid my panties down, revealing my soaking wet folds. He dragged his fingers through my wetness, groaning at how ready I was. I arched my back, pleasure running through my skin.
I was impatient, desperate.
Lucien slipped a finger into my mouth as he positioned his hard on at my entrance. He pushed in, slow, thick, stretching me perfectly. A moan tore through my throat, my whole body vibrating with pure ecstasy.
“f**k,” he rasped. “You’re so tight.”
He throat deeper, our bodies shuddering. Moans spill from my lips as he increased the pace. I rolled my tongue around his fingers, sucking just enough for him to push it further in.
My hips moved in sync with his as he thrust deeper into me.
The pleasure was blinding.
Our bodies found a rhythm. Slow first, then harder, deeper, his hips grinding against mine with so much desperation. Every thrust hit a perfect stop deep inside of me, sending sharp waves of pleasure spiraling through my core.
My wetness grew, coating his c**k and filling the air with obscene sounds.
“f**k, I’m going to come.”
It was the same for me. I threw my head back, feeling myself reaching the apex of my pleasure. Lucien gripped my ass as he pushed his c**k deeper into me. His body shuddered as we climaxed together.
He filled me up to the brim, his hot load dripping out of me slightly. With his neck buried in mine, we both slid to the ground, our breathing the only sound in the small space.
Lucien lifted his head, and our eyes met.
“Eira-“
The door slammed open so hard, the metal benches rattled. We both snapped our heads to the door and my heart sank.
Kellen stood in the doorway, his icy gaze scanning the room. The room dropped ten degrees when his gaze landed on us.
On me.
On our disheveled clothes and sweat-stained skin.
“Well, look who’s a ball of rage,” Lucien scoffed.
Ball of rage? That was an understatement.
Kellen stepped inside, the door banging shut behind him. His jaw was clenched tight enough to see the muscles move around them. His rage, jealousy, anger...it drowned the room.
“What,” he said quietly, “Did you just do?”
Lucien rose up from the floor. “Kellen, calm down.“
“Calm down?” Kellen cut in, scoffing. “You want me to calm down after seeing this?”
Lucien ran a hand through his hair. “Look, I wasn’t thinking...“
“That’s the f*****g problem, Lucien,” Kellen hissed, stepping closer. “We agreed, we made rules.”
His jaw clenched again.
“This is a fake relationship. Fake closeness, just enough to convince everyone. Nothing more.”
Guilt flashed in Lucien's eyes, but he didn’t look remorseful.
Kellen went on, however. “This is why I told you not to come here! It’s the full moon, and you know what happens during this time.”
Kellen’s icy gaze flashed at me and all the blood drained in my face.
“Kellen, I know you can feel it too.”
The air in the room that was thick with pressure, loosened up instantly. My body began to burn, and I felt a certain spark in the air. My eyes locked on Kellen and I could see the way his jaw relaxed.
There was no denying the spark that was running through all three of us.
It was like a magnetic pull.
“f**k, what is this,” Kellen said, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve been trying so hard to fight it, but standing here and seeing her, this bond...it’s getting stronger.”
Kellen’s gaze dropped to my lips for a fraction of a second and then back to Lucien. His hands trembled at his sides, muscles taut. I could feel him trying to control himself, but our scents wafting in the air only made us lose control.
And then, in the space of a heartbeat, Kellen stepped forward. His hands found my waist and he pulled me towards him. Lucien mirrored him on the other side, pressing his body against my back.
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