King Lucien woke up the next morning with mixed feelings. Peace from a good night’s rest, and pain from the wound in his chest. He was curled around Danika’s small body, his arms wrapped around her back, her breasts plastered to his chest.
The way his body hurt, he didn’t want to wake yet. Didn’t want to face the day. He didn’t want to think about his wound. About the man that haunted him even in death.
Alone, he had no reason to keep being strong. To pull away from this soft body and start fighting the demons who lurked around waiting to devour his mind.
He pulled his body back to find the full softness of her breast and slid down to find her puckered n****e with his mouth. He placed his mouth on it and suckled her with gentle tugs.
Shutting down all the thoughts from his head, he cl
