Chapter 43 Chapter 43
Third Person POV
"Bring it on, Lucien" Cynthia's words echoed in Lucien's head and he took it as a challenge.
Five years!
Five damn years, he has waited for this. He has burned in darkness, in silence, in pain to be with Cynthia, and now when she is on his bed, offering herself to him willingly he couldn't hold back anymore.
The fire in her eyes was arousing him even more.
He wanted her to surrender to him, to cry when he took her but seeing the defiance in her eyes, her unbreakable spirit, turned him even more.
A loud moan escaped Cynthia's mouth, when he grabbed her waist tightly, pushed her more into the mattress, and crushed his body weight over her.
He had enough distance. Now he didn't even want the air to pass through them.
Lucien was quick in claiming her mouth. She tried to match the pace, but Lucien was relentless.
One of his hands moved up and his fingers twisted in her hair, to hold her face still as he explored every corner of her mouth, sucked on her tongue, bit on her lower lip, and swallowed her moans.
Unsatisfied, he pulled back when she went out of breath. He kissed the curve of her jaw, down her neck, and bit down on her sensitive spot.
"Ahh," she winced in pain only for him to bite again.
"How dare you leave me, Cynthia! How dare you!" He mumbled against her skin.
"You deserved it, Lucien! You deserved it!" She spat back, fueling the fire.
He bit her skin again, squeezing her waist until she yelped in pain.
“Don’t test how far I can go with you.” He sneared.
"Kill me if you can" she shot back.
For a second, Lucien was taken aback by her confidence. He pulled back and stared down at her. She looked back at him with equal intensity.
"Kill you?" Lucien’s voice dropped to a lethal, gravelly whisper. "No, Cynthia. Death is too easy for you. I’m going to make you live through the hell you put me through."
His hand reached back and with a practiced ease, he unhooked her bra and threw it away like the most worthless thing to exist.
Her cheeks turned red when his eyes flicked down to them.
The small buds on her breasts stood up when the cold air and hot gaze fell on them at the same time.
His eyes darkened as his hands moved up to grab and squeeze them together. She moaned when he rubbed them together and her eyes closed on their own.
She has missed his hands holding them as they belong to him.
He moulded her curves as if he was also memorising them, telling with his touch, how much he missed them.
He tried to take pleasure from others, to tell his heart she was just one of those girls but he could never. He could never cross his limits with anyone.
It felt like a sin.
"Ahh!" She yelped when he slapped his right breast making them jiggle.
Making eye contact, he leaned down to grab one of her nipples in his warm mouth.
She bit her lower lip in anticipation as the heat rushed down to the middle of her thighs.
The heat that she hasn't experienced in five years.
She tried to clamp her thighs to get some friction but his body didn't let her.
He simply chuckled at her reaction, amused at how turned on she was.
It only aroused him even more.
Her body arched when he rolled his tongue around her nipple. And she yelled again when he bit down on it.
He switched to the other nipple and gave it equal attention before starting kissing, sucking, and biting all over her breasts.
Every time she let out a jagged gasp, he bit harder, branding her with a possessive ferocity that made her arch her back off the mattress, more and more.
He was a hungry wolf, and she was the only thing that could sate his hunger.
His hands were now all over her body. She couldn't hold back her moans anymore.
It was as if his hands had found home and her body had found its owner.
"Even after so many years of your marriage, every inch of your body still craves for me" he smirked.
"And even after fucking so many whores, you still crave my body" she spat back.
He just chuckled and molested her flesh even more.
He wasn't gentle, nor did she want him to be.
He was gripping her skin so tightly that they were sure it would leave marks on her by morning.
Cynthia didn't back away either. Her nails dug into his skin, scratching it to leave perfect red tracks on his back.
Suddenly, Lucien sat back on his knees and forced her thighs apart with brutal force.
She gasped as her eyes widened to saucers.
But he didn't stop!
He leaned down and descended his mouth on the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. His lips latched onto her soft skin as his tongue dragged over it before his teeth sank into the flesh, making her flinch and yelp.
She tried to close her legs but he didn't let her.
His mouth moved upward while leaving a wet trail of kisses in its way.
He groaned when he saw a small damp spot on her panties. He bared his teeth and clutched the cotton cloth in between them before pulling them down and out of his way.
He inhaled sharply when he saw her vagina glistening with juices, ready for him to claim.
She shuddered and gasped when he exhaled through his mouth over her vagina.
She hated the way her body reacted but right now all her rational thoughts took a back seat.
Unable to restrain himself anymore, he buried his face between her thighs and gave a long, urgent lick to her slit. The wet slurp of his mouth filled the air as he devoured her like a starving beast.
She had to bite her tongue to stop herself from screaming her lungs out.
"Ahhh" she winced when he bit her down there.
"Don't stop yourself" he rumbled against her sensitive spot "I want to hear you"
His tongue circled, flicked, and licked her clit like his favourite treat, leaving her a moaning mess.
His hand slid up to her hip, to pull her and adjust to his mouth. He tossed one of her legs over his shoulder to lock her in place. The angle left her even more open and vulnerable to him and he took advantage of it by delving his tongue deeper.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, as she could already feel a tight knot forming in her stomach.
Her mind turned black, all she could feel, think, and breathe was him.
Her toes curled and her hip left the bed when his teeth grazed her clit.
She was about to release the tension in her stomach when suddenly he stopped.
All the heat rushed to her cheeks as she looked at him with wide eyes. He just smirked and licked his lips clean.
Abruptly, he held her leg on his shoulder and turned her on her stomach.
He was quick in discarding his own boxer and coming on his knees and scooping her ass up in the air.
She gasped out loudly when he slapped her hip sharply.
"Lucien!" she warned him only receive another spanking.
He chuckled, watching her skin turn red.
"Let's resume from where we left off the last time. Shall we?"