Chapter 528

• Lucien
• He looked down at his Woman, as she snuggled to his chest and lay, breathing shallowly. He kissed the soft hair that was now tangled about her face and traced a line from her lips to her throat, thinking of how he could not think of a life without her. She was his, so completely his, to dominate, to use any way he pleased. Her submissive nature in bed as he rode her pitilessly made his c*ck rear and she made a whimper of protest as his thick fingers shifted to finger her clit.
• ’No, please, Sir,’ she whispered, her drowsy brown eyes, the color of mocha opening dazedly to beg him. He smiled and brought up a finger, mixed with her juices and his, and she obediently sucked him. Immediately he knew he had to pound her again and he loomed over her soft, trembling body as her breasts quivered in anticipation of his rough mating.