She couldnât breathe.
Not because the chain around her throat was too tight..it wasnât..but because everything around her was him.
The room.
The scent.
The slick on her thighs.
The c*m cooling on her back.
Lucien hadnât spoken since he came all over her.
He hadnât kissed her.
He hadnât released her.
Heâd lifted her like she weighed nothing.
Carried her in his arms.
Set her down on his massive bed, the furs thick and warm beneath her shaking skin.
Then he climbed in beside her. Still naked. Still hard. Still silent.
The chain stayed on.
He didnât remove it.
Didnât unclip it from the post.
Just pulled her close. Closer than air. Pressed her back to his chest, her ruined little body wrapped in the heat of his arms, his c**k throbbing against the cleft of her ass, his hand curl
