Page 42 of Lucien

Jamie hurried to do what he was told, ripping off his clothes gracelessly. Fuck yes. This. Was. Happening.

Luc for his part undressed with infuriating slowness in his spot at the foot of the bed. If it weren’t for the ferocious look in his eyes—eyes that he never once took off Jamie, even while undressing—Jamie might have thought him unaffected.

But Jamie knew better. No matter how many other lovers Luc may have had over the years, this right here meant something to the vampire. Something well beyond just sex.

And oh fuck. There it was again. That glorious fucking monster cock. Standing tall and hard and proud, those delicious veins just begging for Jamie to lick them.

But Luc had other ideas. He wrapped a broad hand around his cock, pumping lazily once. Twice. Never taking his eyes off Jamie.

“I’m going to taste every inch of you,” Luc promised, releasing his hold on his cock and climbing onto the bed, hovering over Jamie’s reclined body.

Jamie held his breath as Luc grasped his chin, tilting it up for another kiss, this one just a soft brushing of their lips.

And then he kept his promise.

Luc spent ages exploring every bit of Jamie’s skin he could find. Bruising kisses, endless love bites with blunt teeth. Jamie writhed and whimpered before eventually just…melting. Going limp and letting Luc do whatever he wanted to him.

He moaned weakly as Luc worked his way back up to his neck, sucking fiercely on the skin there. “Yes, my flower,” Luc crooned. “You like that? Like having my marks all over you? Everyone who so much as looks at you will know you belong to me.” He moved down to Jamie’s chest, biting at Jamie’s nipples, careful to keep his fangs to the side.

“Oh fuck.” The sharp hurt sent a spike of pleasure straight to Jamie’s cock, already hard enough to punch a hole through a fucking wall.

Luc chuckled huskily before traveling further down. Jamie hoped he was heading for his cock. It desperately needed the attention. A hand. A mouth. Jamie wasn’t very fucking picky at this point.

Instead, Luc lifted his legs with strong hands, folding Jamie neatly in half.

At the first touch of Luc’s tongue on his hole, Jamie keened. “Oh fuuuck.”

Had Jamie thought this washisseduction? He let out a strangled laugh at the thought.

Luc lifted his head, peering up at Jamie with a predatory look. “Still capable of laughter, flower? I must be losing my touch.” He nipped the inside of Jamie’s thigh playfully. “I’ll need to work a little harder.”

He was true to his word, absolutely devouring Jamie’s hole, licking and sucking and tonguing it like a fucking pro. What the fuck had happened to Jamie’s refined gentleman lover?

Luc felt more animal than man in this moment, taking Jamie apart with single-minded intensity.

Mates, Jamie thought, almost deliriously. That was what they were called. And Jamie felt like it.

He was being mated.

He reached desperately for his cock, aching for any sort of friction—he felt like if he didn’t come sometime soon, he was going to fuckingdie—but Luc knocked his hand away with a growl.

“Please, Luc,” Jamie begged. “Please.”

Luc growled again, the vibrations against Jamie’s tender, overstimulated hole sending shudders through Jamie. The vampire lifted his head from between Jamie’s legs. “Pleasewhat, flower?” he rasped.

“Suck me,” Jamie pleaded. “Please, Luc. Suck my cock and let me fucking come.”

Jamie knew in the back of his mind there was something else he had wanted to happen tonight. Some end goal he’d been working toward. Some reason to maybe not shoot down Luc’s throat in the next thirty seconds.

But he couldn’t fucking think of it. He was hot all over, burning up from this monster’s relentless attention. He was too goddamn hard, and he needed to come right. This. Fucking. Second.

Luc released his legs and surged over him, meeting Jamie’s eyes. “Do you know the pact you’ve made, young Jamie? The beast you’ve given yourself to?”

Then he finally—fuckingfinally—grabbed Jamie’s cock, his fingers forming a viselike grip around the base of it. With his free hand, he stuck two fingers into Jamie’s mouth. Jamie took them in eagerly, laving them with his tongue, sucking them in deep, making embarrassing little mewling sounds around them.

“No one else will touch this,” Luc ordered, squeezing Jamie’s cock to just this side of pain. “No one else will have you. Mine.Allmine.”

He said it like Jamie would have some kind of fucking problem with it, when in reality those possessive words made even more blood rush to Jamie’s already straining cock.

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