Her entire body is quivering now, her nails digging into my arms.
“Not until you beg,” I growl, my voice low and sharp. “Beg me for it. Tell me exactly what you want, and I might let you have it.”
Her breath hitches, her wide and glassy eyes flicking up to mine. “Lucian…”
I press my fingers harder against her c**t, dragging a moan from her throat, then I slow down again, deliberately easing the pressure until she’s practically vibrating with frustration. “Not good enough.”
Her hips thrust forward, chasing the friction I’m denying her. “Please,” she whispers.
I grip her jaw with my free hand, forcing her to look at me. “Please what?”
Her cheeks flush deep pink. She knows what I want to hear.
“I—I want to come.”
I slide my fingers deeper inside her, pressing them hard into that sweet
