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Lucien’s voice was deadly. I had only heard him snarling or growling, but this was deeper, more concentrated. And it only made me more excited.
I had been so close. A minute longer with Fillian and I would have been free. Lucien had managed to pull him away from the compulsion, just like Valko had.There was still something I was missing.
“On your knees,” Lucien commanded.
I lifted my head, staring at him through the dark red light of the blindfold.
“Make me.” I let a smile tinge my lips.
There was another growl from Lucien as he moved, his calloused hands hard under my arms as he lifted me. The chain fixed to the wall forced my arms back, another stab of pain as he shifted my legs. I let my weight sink down. I refused to make this easy for him. My shins landed hard on the sheepskin Valko had brought me the day after his fingers had left me wanting.
Lucien’s fresh scent was intoxicating, even more so now that I had had his blood. I would have loved to see the scowl on his face as he touched me, simultaneously wanting me and hating me.
He held me up, bringing me close to him. “No biting,” he murmured, his breath caressing my ear.
“Is that for later?” I purred, loving the sound of the click of his jaw as he clenched his teeth in frustration. Irritating him was my favourite game.
“Fil, come here,” he snapped.
I heard the sounds of scuffling before Fillian’s close presence softened me.
“Lie on your back, move under her,” Lucien said sharply.
There was more rustling, until Fillian’s gentle breath graced my thighs and I tremored, clenching with anticipation. He shuffled, and the soft whisper of warmth moved from brushing my ass to my pussy as he adjusted himself under me.
“Now, Red,” Lucien said, his fingers tightening, “you’re gonna move those gorgeous hips. And Fil? Keep licking her. If she comes, don’t stop.” Lucien leaned in again, nuzzling my cheek. “You’re going to ride his face until he can’t breathe,” he whispered.
Each word made my burning need throb harder. I wanted their lips on me, wanted them to kiss me in every place they had missed the last time they took me upstairs.
Fillian’s breath shuddered. His fingers clasped my thighs as excitement travelled through the bond. I kept myself up on my knees, unsure about how to hold myself, how to move when I was in this position. They’d always laid me out on a table. The burst of joy that flooded in from Fillian wiped away any uncertainty as he encouraged me down and his mouth lifted towards me.
I gasped as he ran a slow lick from my clit to my entrance. He had licked me every time Valko tied me to the table, making me shiver and quake under his lips, but this was more private, intimate as he lay buried beneath me.
My pussy pressed to Fillian’s mouth as I shook against him. Fillian stroked my skin with his thumbs, soothing me as flutters of pleasure wound their way through my core.
Lucien released my shoulder, taking hold of my jaw with one hand, roughly forcing me to look up at him. Or at least look at the presence of him through the blindfold.
Clothes rustled as his belt clinked.
“Open your mouth, Red.” A grin laced his voice.
I had been kidnapped, taken against my will by these wolves who seemed intent on ravaging every piece of me. Even if I wanted him, I would not let Lucien take whatever he pleased.
“Make me.” I echoed my previous statement. It was the same as the last time he held me. I refused to do what he wanted.
Another growl, another snarl. I so enjoyed finding all the ways to make him lose control. And there really were so many.
They may be able to take me when I was tied up and strapped to a table, but this was a different kind of play. Just because my hands were bound did not mean my mouth was. If he was going to use it, I would take something in return.
But it was hard to focus on Lucien when Fillian was teasing me with such gentle licks, his moans vibrating through me. By riding his face, being able to choose the pressure and depth of which he entered me, I was left in charge of my own pleasure.
So, when Lucien pinched the sides of my jaw, tearing my mouth open, instead of extending my fangs like I had planned, instead of stopping him entering me without my permission, I gasped as Fillian’s tongue flicked my clit and gave Lucien the perfect space to push his cock into my mouth.
As he breached me, the soft hot skin of his cock reached my tongue, and I tasted him for the first time.
I moaned in bliss, not only from how enthusiastically Fillian was working my clit, but from the pure taste of Lucien pushing himself further past my lips. He was marking my mouth like he had my pussy.
He still gripped my jaw, the bite of his fingers hardening as he forced my mouth wider. He leant closer, snarling. “If you bite me, I’ll kill you. I don’t care how much Valko needs you. I’m not him.”
