Lucian
“Put it in,” she whispered, eyes wild with hunger. There was nothing soft in her gaze—just fire. I didn’t hesitate. I pushed into her slowly, savoring the heat, the way her body welcomed me like it had been waiting all night.
She clung to me, breath hitching with each thrust, her moans threading through the room like music meant only for us. When she came, it hit her hard. She cried out, and I was certain the Clearwaters could hear every sound.
I turned her around, needing more—needing all of her. I drove into her again, deeper, harder, until her legs trembled and she came again…and again. I followed close behind, falling apart with her.
We collapsed onto the bed, chests rising and falling in unison, slick with sweat and something more—something primal and raw.
Then Mara starte
