LUCIAN’S POV
Her back was flat against the wall, my hand firm on her throat, and the little whimper that left her lips went straight to my c**k.
“Look at you,” I growled, grazing my teeth down her neck, biting hard enough to make her gasp. “You pretend as if you don't want me, but your body says something else. You're soaked already, aren't you?”
Her nails clawed at my arms. “Lucian….” She moaned, clenching her thighs together to get rid of the ache.
I pressed my thigh between her legs and felt her wet heat through that tiny piece of fabric she had on. I smirked. “f**k, baby…you're dripping. All this for me?”
She tried to turn her face away, but I forced her chin back with my fingers. “You will be a good girl and answer your husband when he's
talking to you.”
“Say it
