Page 45 of Lucian

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“Mmm.”

Something felt all too wicked and terribly good for it being early morning.

The only reason Jordyn knew it was early was because she was still tired. She was also sore, but that wasn’t anything new. At least for this particular morning, she could attribute that tenderness for what happened between her and Lucian the day before.

“Wake up, sweetheart,” she heard him say.

Jordyn turned to her side in an effort to pretend she hadn’t heard him. That might have worked if his fingers weren’t working a tantalizing beat between her thighs, wetting her up so damned good and making her see stars behind closed lids. Instead of trying to keep ignoring him, she gave into temptation and opened her legs more for him under the sheets, earning her dark chuckles and a kiss to her shoulder.

“Jesus, Lucian … It-it’s … what time is it?”

“Seven.”

“In the morning?”

“Well, it isn’t nighttime, Jordyn.”

She vaguely felt the blankets being pushed from her body, allowing cool air to wash over her naked form. Lucian’s mouth trailed a hot path down her side, stopping to kiss the swell of her thighs before he nipped gently to her backside. Jordyn yelped, but it turned into a breathy moan when his fingers hit her g-spot with knowing precision.

“What are you doing?” she managed to ask, still refusing to open her eyes.

“Waking you up. I was bored by myself.”

“You weren’t by yourself. You’re in bed with me, Lucian.”

“In my mind I was,” Lucian replied. “It was unsettling. I’ve never had that happen before.”

Jordyn opened her eyes at that statement. She met his hazel gaze over the white blankets, cocking a single brow at his roughish smirk. “Please, don’t let me stop you. I didn’t say this was a terrible way to wake up, just the time is ridiculous.”

“You are aware I don’t need you to move at all, right? I can take you just like this, and you barely need to do a thing.”

Jordyn didn’t know what to say to that, so she said nothing. Lucian rose from the bed, giving her access to see his cock was already hard and ready, and sheathed with a condom. He moved her legs further apart as he leaned over her, kissing her good morning and sliding home inside her sex with a moan that shattered her from the inside out.

She’d quickly decided Lucian ruined her for other men. It hadn’t taken very damn much to come to that conclusion.

Instantly, she was lost with him inside her.

No one had gotten that from Jordyn before.

“Open your eyes, beautiful,” Lucian murmured.

Had she closed them? Jordyn didn’t even realize. She fisted the bed sheets, eyes flying wide open to find his dark and watching from above.

“I don’t want this with someone else,” he told her quietly. “And I don’t want you to have it with someone else, either. I’d kill them for touching you now that I’ve had you. I would.”

There was a truthfulness in his gaze. A thickness built in her throat, but Jordyn forced it down. That declaration was as startling as it was exciting. There had to be something wrong with her that she liked it a whole lot more than she should. There wasn’t any way for her to respond to that except for honestly. The way she felt right now, for him, and with him.

“Okay.”

“Okay,” he echoed.

Minutes later, Jordyn broke with her orgasm under Lucian’s weight and want. He finished soon after with his mouth on hers, fingers weaved in her hair, and his cock so deep it ached.

“Good morning,” he mumbled into her mouth.

Jordyn laughed, the sound almost airless. “Good morning.”