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Somehow, even though I was already pregnant, I craved him even more than I had before. Maybe it was because he had finally admitted that he loved me, so I knew that this … it wasn’t just physical anymore.
No, Luciano loved me.
Luciano wrapped his fingers around the waistband of my pants and panties and tugged them down to my ankles, ripping them right off me to give himself complete access to my body. He dipped his head and buried his face against my tits, covered by my shirt.
“Yeosin, I love you,” he murmured, sucking on my nipple through my shirt. “I need you.”
After wrapping my hands up in his hair, I let my head loll back and moaned softly, my toes curling from the pleasure of Luciano—the billionaire and the beast—telling me that he loved me. Me. Some random chick who had been in an abusive relationship with a dragon a few weeks ago. A girl who never thought she’d be anything more than someone’s girlfriend.
Now I was the beast’s mate. The love of his life.
“You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”
I tugged him even closer, wrapping my legs around the back of his knees and forcing him to move near me. He nestled himself between my thighs, his hard cock grinding against my bare pussy. I reached for it, but instead of letting me have him, he dropped to his knees.
With one of my legs on his left shoulder, he held the other one apart and placed his hot, wet mouth on my cunt. I whimpered, my pussy quivering just from the touch. I laced my fingers into his thick dark hair and tugged.
“Oh my God,” I whispered. “Oh my God!”
“I know. I know. I know,” he murmured against my pussy. “Tell me. Tell me.”
“You feel so good!” I cried, legs beginning to tremble.
He moved his tongue in circles around my clit, back and forth and back and forth.
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to?—”
“Come for me, baby. Tell me how good it feels.”
Holding my breath to build myself up quicker, I threw my head back further and gripped his hair as hard as I could. The pleasure … God, the pleasure was too much! It was too much. I was going to …
“Fuck!” I moaned, my eyes rolling back into my head as the ecstasy pumped through my body. My legs trembled wildly, and I expected Luciano to stop and fuck me already, but he fastened his mouth on my clit and sucked on it. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”
When he refused to pull away, more and more pleasure flooded my body, making it tingle all over. I dropped my hands to the edge of the desk and sank my claws into the wood, bending it in my grip.
“I want your claws in my back as I fuck you, mate,” he murmured, kissing up my stomach, between my breasts, then against the column of my neck, nestling his cock right up against my aching pussy.
I placed my hands on his back and sank my nails into his skin as he pushed himself into me. As I moaned, he slipped his tongue into my mouth, eating up all the sound. I curled my toes and cried out, his huge cock filling me up.
“More. More. More. More. More. More!” I mumbled into his mouth. “Please, more!” The pressure built higher inside me, and I bit down on his lower lip, sucking it into my mouth. “God, it feels so good!”
Luciano wrapped his arms underneath my arms, grabbing my shoulders from behind, and began pounding into me. I cried out into his mouth and clawed at his back, my body on fire from the pleasure.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he murmured into my mouth. “So, so, so good.”
“You’re mine,” I mumbled, exploding around him. “All mine.”
Luciano spilled out inside me. “Yours.”
CHAPTER
FIFTY
LUCIANO
“I really have a craving for tea. Can we stop to get some at Pink Ivory before we leave?” Yeosin asked, bouncing on her toes in the middle of the elevator. Her hair was a mess from our fuck session on my desk. “At our favorite place. The one we met at.”
“No,” I said sharply, not wanting her to complain. “We need to get out of here now.”
