Page 10 of Property of Lucian

“She never listens to me!” Massie screamed, with tears streaming down her face. “She just always wants to yell at Dad! I hate her.” And that spilt-second of her saying those words, her foot slipped, resulting in the car slamming into the brick wall.

I had a second to react to what was happening, and I dove over Massie, blocking her from the airbag.

I was dazed and confused as they pulled us out of the car.

Dash tried to sit me up, and then dragged me out. But I was dazed, completely lost to what was really going on. Lucian scooped me out of the car. I could feel his heart beating wildly as my head nuzzled into his chest. I wasn’t nuzzling him by choice, I was doing it because my head was heavy and my eyes were slowly glassing over.

* * *

It was the middle of the night when I had come to, Lucian was nowhere in sight and I was in the middle of his bed with the electric blanket on.

I noticed the painkillers next to the side of the bed and a glass of water. There was no note, but I knew Lucian had left them because no one would dare come not Lucian’s room. Hell, I didn’t even feel comfortable being in here.

My head was aching when I took the pills and sipped the water. I heard the bedroom door open, and I looked up and saw Lucian walk in. His back was to me as he closed the door and to my surprise, he closed it softly. It was as if he didn’t want to wake me.

I frowned. Lucian didn’t take me as the caring type, as in I didn’t think him waking me would be something he would be worried about.

He turned around and our eyes locked. Need and desire were clear in his, and I wasn’t sure why till I looked down and noticed I was sitting here topless. My breasts clear to his eyes.

I remembered after my shower I hadn’t put my bra back on because it was soaked, and I had only put the top on because I couldn’t walk around naked. Then when Lucian gave me his hoodie, I was thankful to be out of those damp clothes.

He moved towards me and I knew where this was heading. He peeled his vest off and placed it on the chair, then his top. Finally, he pushed his jeans off.

“I’ll . . . um, just go sleep on the couch.” I realised now that I was in his bed and he wouldn’t want me in it.

He moved to my side of the bed and placed his hand under my chin, forcing me to look up.

My eyes locked with his, and he silently ordered me to remain still as his hand moved down my neck and across my beast. He then leant down, nipping my bottom lip, then forcing his way in.

I gasped as he climbed over me, holding his full weight above me. His other hand forced the blankets down, and then on his knees between my hips, he gripped my legs and moved them open, wrapping them around his waist.

My skin went pinker when he broke the kiss and I saw his eyes drink me in. Only a little bit of lace kept me from being completely naked.

My hands went to his chest, needing to feel his skin but he caught them before I made it.

Grabbing them, he placed them on the bedhead.

“Hold on to it, Haylee, ya gunna need it,” he said almost smugly.

Then he ripped the lace and I groaned.Great, now I have no underwear.But that thought was gone when his lips locked on me. A flick of his tongue sent passion through my body.

I gasped, and then his mouth was gone from my core and back on my lips. He thrusted into me, and I didn’t mean to, but my hands went off the bedhead and gripped his shoulders.

A moan escaped my lips again.

Then the rhythm picked up and I was lost in a world of pleasure as he fucked me, claimed me—because I was his.

* * *

I was tangled in the bedsheets. Unsure whether to move to the couch now that Lucian had gotten sex. I doubted he still wanted me in his bed like I belonged there.

He walked back into the bedroom, and I leant down and picked up the phone from the hoodie.

“I have something for you,” I said easily, and then when he was ready, I tossed the phone in his direction. “You left it in the pocket. Sorry I didn’t give it to you earlier.”

His expression darkened. “Did you call your brother?”

“No.”

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