Page 8 of Untouchable Queen
And as the throbbing pleasure tightens inside my core, I realize I’m about to come.
I pant, my nipples taut and hard as I arch off the bed, and I hover on the edge, stunned by how quickly Lucian could bring me to this point of arousal.
Then two long fingers find my entrance, and he presses them inside me.
“Oh God!” I cry out, my walls tightening around the sudden intrusion, and I topple over the edge into oblivion.
His lips and tongue continue to work their magic, his fingers sliding in and out of my wet channel, curling to find that hidden spot deep inside me that drives me wild. Liquid pleasure gushes from my core as my body grips his fingers, milking them as I wordlessly beg for more.
When Lucian straightens, I dare to open my eyes, and my heart flutters against my ribs. His lips, curled in a soft smirk, glisten with my juices. His eyes burn with unsatiated desire, and his tongue darts out to taste my arousal on his mouth.
My breaths come heavy and ragged as I stare up at him, a victim of my own desire. Because as much as I want to loathe the man spreading my thighs, I can’t help but ache for more.
“You taste so delicious,” he rasps, his smooth voice somehow infinitely more masculine when it’s rough with passion.
“Is that it?” I taunt, refusing to give him the satisfaction of hearing me say it—he’s easily the most skilled lover I’ve been with. Not that I’ve had many to compare to. But none have satisfied me like that—and he hasn’t even started fucking me yet.
“Don’t worry,tesoro. We’re only getting started,” he warns darkly.
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LUCIAN
Ican see the fire burning in Tatiana’s eyes—not just the passionate kind either. She positively loathes me, and I know I have a lot to make up for after these months of conflict. She doesn’t like to be outsmarted—but judging by how quickly she fell apart on my tongue, I’d say she likes to be dominated more than she’s willing to let on.
After holding her sister hostage overnight, it’s not hard to see why Tatiana would think of me as the villain in her story. Iamthe villain, and I don’t necessarily mind that. Having a brutal reputation does nothing but help me in our cutthroat world, especially when I’m going up against Killian King as well.
But I fully intend to make Tatiana fall in love with me. Because I’ve been enraptured by her since the first time we met, and while I’ve turned her life upside down these past few months—I have also set her free. Watching her take command of her men today unleashed a deep pride inside me. My bride is fierce, powerful, intelligent. She demands authority in the sexiest of ways.
And tonight, I intend to worship my goddess until she cries out my name.
Together, we will mend the rift I caused between our families, and then, we will be unstoppable. I just have to show Tatiana I’m on her side. I have to prove we can be a force to reckon with, if only she can see we’re on the same team.
Tonight, I intend to show her just how good it can feel to give in to me.
And as she sprawls gasping across my sheets, I can see her walls start to crumble. Slowly, I release her creamy thighs, rising to stand over her sheer, bare perfection.
“Take off your panties,” I command as I reach for the collar of my tux.
She hesitates, a flicker of resistance entering her piercing blue eyes, and I arch my eyebrows. If she wants to be difficult, I don’t mind incorporating a bit of light punishment. Maybe Tatiana’s into getting spanked. She clearly finds my dominance arousing.
“Take them off, or I’ll remove them for you,” I purr, balling my bowtie and tossing it aside. Then I shrug out of my black jacket.
Tatiana shivers, her nipples hardening, and my already rock-hard cock throbs adamantly against the zipper of my pants. When she reaches down to hook her thumbs inside the waistline of her black satin panties, I let my lips curl into a smirk.
“Good girl.”
Beautiful color blossoms in her high cheeks, the stain nearly matching the dark crimson of her lips. And maybe it’s wrong of me, but I love her silent indignation at being praised. It’s going to make the victory of winning her over that much sweeter.
Her hips lift off the bed, and she slides the slip of fabric down her full hips, then sits up to let it drop to the floor. She reaches down to grasp one pearl-studded heel next, but I stop her with a word.
“No. Those stay on,” I command as I get to work on the buttons of my shirt.
Tatiana’s flash of defiance as she glares up at me makes my cock twitch, and her full lips press into a subtle pout. I can’t wait to see them wrapped around my swollen tip. I doubt there’s anything sexier than the sight of Tatiana sucking my cock. But tonight is about her pleasure. We have the rest of our lives to enjoy every dirty thing we can think of.
“Stand up,” I command as I toss my shirt aside and reach down for the buckle of my belt.
Tatiana’s breaths quicken as her eyes flick down to my hands, and her tongue darts out to nervously lick her lips. I doubt anyone has ever dared spank her, and I add it to the list of things I’ll try with her someday. But tonight, I yank the soft black leather out of its loops and drop it to the ground.
