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She laughed, but her smile faded. “I want your true pleasure, Lucian.”
His heart faltered, then expanded at her words. Had anyone ever been interested in his true pleasure? He’d been through the pleasure-rite as a young god-of-age and had been taught the ways of pleasure. Throughout his Roam, he’d experienced many ways to find pleasure, to offer it.
But he couldn’t remember anyone concerned with him, not in any of those interactions. He wasn’t sure what to do with that.
The voice was calling for him once more.Luc! Luc!
And he knew the voice. It was Nix.
“I promised my brother.”
She frowned. “Right. And I’m not your type.”
“What?” he asked, confused. “No. That’s not–”
With fingertips against the front of his shoulder, she pushed him back and ducked out from under him. “Perhaps it’s for the best.” She started to walk away.
“What is?” he asked, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her down onto his lap, her back against his chest. His engorged cock pressed against her backside. He thrust his hips up, against her. “Does that feel like you’re not my type?” he asked, his lips against the skin of her neck, an arm clamped around her middle.
She moaned, leaning against him, her head falling against his shoulder as she rocked her hips with his, rubbing against his erection. “That feels… so real.”
“Stars, Brinna,” he said, holding one of her hips as she rocked, helping her move. He sucked in a breath at the sensations her body ignited. “I want to be inside you. I think about you all the time.” The words surprised him with their accuracy, the honesty.
“More.” She turned, straddling him, her knees framing his hips as she worked at the fastening of his trousers.
“I thought you said clothes were just gone. There wasn’t the need to undress.”
“I want this to last,” she replied. She reached into his open trousers and took hold of his cock.
He groaned. “Fuck. Yes.” His head fell back against the chaise. “That feels so real.”
“Look at me,” she ordered.
He lifted his head, then his eyes from where her hand held him, meeting her intense gaze as he lifted his hips and shimmied his pants down until his cock was free.
Brinna reached between them, grabbing hold of his flesh in her tight grip, and rose onto her knees over him. She slipped her thumb over the moisture on his head and slid her hand down to the base and back up. He groaned, hardly believing this to be real.
With deliberate slowness, she lifted her thumb to her mouth and licked his essence from its tip.
“Fuck, Brinna. What are you doing to me?”
“How do you like it?” she asked. “I want to know.”
“Brinna.” He reached out and grasped the back of her neck, pulling her down and pressing his mouth against hers, grateful, suddenly, this was a dream. It had to be. Because he didn’t care about his promise to Nix. His lips melded with hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth, meeting hers, needing more connection. It felt so real.
“I want to be in you,” he said against her mouth, then grasped her hips, needing to feel her body sheathing his.
She drew back. “She’s moving through the woods. Hurry.” She kissed him with ferocity, absolute need, moving against his cock. Her mewling moans, little words said between kisses, gasps for air fueled Luc’s own desire.
“Who?” he moaned into her mouth, their kiss somehow changing the chemistry that made him, as if it were casting a spell to hold him hostage. “Fuck, Brinna. I need you–” And when he said it, he knew that need extended back and back to the beginning.
“I hate it when we don’t get to the good part.” Brinna bunched the fabric of her dress up into her hands. He helped her lift her skirt, and though he was looking down at her, he couldn’t make out her form under all that fabric. “Hurry.”
Luc grasped the base of his cock as she adjusted over him. He was poised to enter her as the slick heat of him slid against the velvet of her. She moaned, but the moment he thrust?—
He blinked.
He was lying in bed on his side, fully clothed, facing Brinna—and as hard as a fucking rock. His heart raced inside his chest, its rhythm echoing in his ears. Trying to reorient his mind from the dream, he took a deep breath to remember why he was in bed with Brinna.
