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Lila inhaled sharply at my French, her nails digging into
my wrist. They’d leave her marks behind, that I was sure. It
stung, the pain making my cock harder. She was probably
drawing blood right now. I’d gladly bleed for her.
“What?” she whispered.
Lila’s legs quaked, and her whole body trembled, on the
precipice of her orgasm. She slapped her hand over her
mouth again, muffling her desperate moans, as they kept
spilling from her lips. My head lowered to her chest, my
lips hovering over her tit.
“I want to fuck you. Right here, right now,” I said, my
voice throaty and husky. Goddamn it, I was about to spill in
my jeans. My dick throbbed, practically weeping for a slice
of heaven… and hell.
Her nipples poked through her crop top. The outline of
the tight, hardened tip was tempting. My teeth grazed over
the tiny nub through the thin layer before I nipped her, a
sharp bite, as I rolled and tugged her clit between my
thumb and forefinger.
“You can’t,” she cried out, as I dragged her release from
her.
Lila threw her head back, her eyes closed. Her orgasm
hit her, at the same time, my gaze found Lucien.
Perfect timing.
His face paled, a mask of shock and anger. His lips
curled as he took a threatening step toward us. I cocked an
eyebrow at him.
Lila came down from her high, and she gasped in alarm
at the sight of Lucien standing there, watching us.
Frantically, she tried to push away from me. Not so fast,
little dragon.
Gently pulling my fingers from Lila’s skirt, I brought my
hand up to my lips. “Oh God…” Lila whispered in horror, as
if she knew what I was about to do.
Little does Lila know…