Lucian (Filthy Marcellos #1)(50)
"I need to know if that's okay," Lucian said quietly, a huskiness saturating his words.
Jordyn still couldn't speak from her surprise at his declaration. She settled for a nod, and barely had time to react when Lucian pushed off the wall and lunged for her. What response she did have to his weight crashing into hers, taking her to the floor, and his mouth crushing against hers, was a whimper.
That was it. A fucking whimper.
They always kissed so passionately, with her exploring and him dominating. This was different. Lucian claimed her mouth with strikes of his tongue and bites from his teeth. Pushing her back to the floor inside the office, he didn't even let her take the time to breathe.
Jordyn's eyes flew wide, a harsh gasp sucking into her lungs when Lucian bit into her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. The briefest flash of pain mixed in with the heat pooling in her womb sent shocks of desire and pleasure coursing straight to her pussy.
Impulsively she wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him closer. The strain of the hard ridge of his erection beneath his zipper ground into her pelvis and stomach. Heady, throaty groans fell from Lucian's lips every time his body connected with Jordyn's. His fingers dug roughly into her hips and pinned her to the floor, keeping her trapped between hardwood and his weight.
Flickers of thoughts passed her mind too fast to keep up with. Was he okay to do this? Would this hurt his injury? Did he even care?
Jordyn didn't think so, considering Lucian barely reacted when his injured arm slid under her back, his hand fisting into the ends of her hair to tug until her neck was bent back and bare. Over and over his hot mouth landed to her flesh, biting, sucking, and marking. Each time, her sanity dropped off the radar as carnal needs began to take over.
Never before had Jordyn wanted to feel like she was owned by a man. That everything she was, her body, heart, soul, and mind, was only his. Lucian did that to her-for her. It was consuming. It debilitated all rational thoughts.
Lucian yanked at the neckline of the flimsy tank-top Jordyn wore, stretching the fabric under his strength until it ripped and her chest was exposed. The force of the cotton pulling against her skin stung, surely leaving red marks along her collarbones and throat. She couldn't find it in herself to care once his lips were soothing away the lingering tenderness.
"Tell me you want me to fuck you," she heard Lucian demand.
Jordyn willed away the air in her voice so she could speak. "Yes."
"No, tell me. Say the words."
"I … "
Jordyn's thought process dropped off again when Lucian's teeth enclosed her nipple, nipping the tight bud until her cry escaped, sending sharp sparks of pain and desire flooding her veins. Reacting to the sting of his bite, Jordyn sought purchase wherever she could, which just happened to be his hair.
Lucian's mouth curved with a wicked smirk as he released her nipple. "Hurts, doesn't it? You like a little pain. Tell me what I want to hear, beautiful girl, and we'll really get started."
Jordyn moaned, her eyes fluttering closed when she felt his hand slide down to cup her sex through her shorts. He stroked her over the fabric, each swipe of his fingers wetting her further. Needing him like she did, Jordyn couldn't help but roll her hips into his hand, wanting more.
"Sweetheart, say it."
Jordyn yanked on his hair, giving back that pain and making him look at her. "I want you to fuck me."
"Christo, sì," Lucian groaned in response.
Chapter Twenty-One
Lucian chanted Jordyn's name like a mantra, the sound of his deep voice washing over her senses like liquid silk as he hastily removed what little clothing she wore. The roughness of his actions urged her to do the same to him, helping him out of his bottoms until they were kicked away and he was naked against her.
The hardwood floor was cold pressing to her back, but Jordyn barely noticed. The inner burn of lust was already sweeping through, thickening her blood and mind. She couldn't help but let her knees fall open further, her body spreading wide and inviting him in while he kissed and bit a searing path between her breasts, down along her stomach, and straight to her sex.
When his mouth came in contact with her pussy, already throbbing, soaked and swollen with need, she was gripping his hair again, her fingernails scratching to his scalp. Lucian answered her high cry of bliss with a low hum of approval, his tongue diving between her fleshy folds to spread them and taste the arousal gathering.
He took his time at first. Exploring her most intimate parts with his mouth, tongue, and teeth. Sweeps of his tongue and gentle bites to sensitive flesh had Jordyn shaking. Lucian's hands grabbed to her thighs, pushing them further open until muscles protested and the sweetest ache curved her back up from the floor into an arch.
That was when Lucian really started. Fast laps of his tongue landed to her entrance, moving upwards until the tortuous rhythm was attacking her clit. Lucian went between sucking and nipping the bundle of nerves to striking it again and again with his tongue. Her body would just being to sing with the tremors of an oncoming orgasm before he'd slow it down, suckling and massaging her back to a breathless, trembling mess. It was relentless.
Two fingers slid into her clenching channel just as Lucian began to draw her back down from the precipice again. Then, Lucian curled his digits roughly upwards and inwards, hitting the fleshy spot inside her walls that sent her juices gushing around his hand and her body flying. At the same time, his mouth latched on stronger to her clit than before, teeth nipping at the hood of her clit as he sucked hard.
There was no holding the orgasm back or coming down from the high that time. The move was so obvious in its intent, for a second, it blinded and silenced her with the pain mixed pleasure that coursed from her womb outwards.
When breath finally managed to fill her chest, Jordyn choked out a noise so loud it reverberated through the space. Lucian's assault on her sex didn't begin to release until she was whimpering and sensitive all over, nearly ready to pull away.
"That's it, bella. I want you nice and wet for me. Do you know how fucking good you taste in my mouth? It's hot candy, Jordyn."
"Jesus," Jordyn gasped, lifting her sex into his mouth again as he took his time to lap at the arousal her body gave. "That feels so goddamn good."
"It's going to get better," Lucian promised darkly. "So much better."
Jordyn didn't get the chance to form an intelligible reply, because Lucian was grasping her sides and moving her backwards. The predatory gaze overtaking his features took her breath away. When the cool leather of the couch met her back, Jordyn froze.
"Turn around," Lucian demanded thickly. His teeth bared as he spoke, the lingering wetness of her come shining on his smirking lips. "Knees on the floor, hands on the couch. I want your ass high, and your face down. Hurry."
It wasn't often Lucian turned to a more dominate nature when they fucked. Jordyn gave as good as she got, but when he started ordering like that, it did something totally wicked and sinful to her insides.
She didn't argue, simply moved to shaking knees and turned as he wanted. Lucian moved away only long enough to find the pants he discarded earlier, pulling a condom from the pocket. Jordyn waited, listening as he stayed silent while sheathing his cock in the latex. Anticipation rolled through her stomach like a churn of bubbles.
She felt him kneel behind her again, his mouth coming to ghost along her bare shoulder, warm breath tickling to her overheated skin. A yelp of surprise melted into a drawn out moan when he buried his teeth at the junction of her neck and pulled her ass into his groin. The hardness of his shaft slid between her thighs, seeking.
"Feel me everywhere," he repeated in her ear. "For days."
Jordyn's curls tangled in Lucian's fist as his cock entered her from behind. In one smooth plunge, he was balls deep and groaning into her neck. The force of his body meeting hers pushed Jordyn's chest into the couch, the leather muffling her cry. There was no pause between the first thrust and the second. She didn't feel him hesitate between the second and third, either.
The briefest flicker of pain from his intrusion and her body's accommodation of his girth mingled with ecstasy. It only added fuel to her raging lust when Lucian's fingers latched onto her shoulder, fingernails scoring into her skin, and he pulled her back to meet his cock bottoming out. It caused his dick to hit spots deeper than ever before.
Every thrust sent a jolt of discomfort laced with pleasure straight to her gut. Every groan behind her had the cattish cries escaping her chest building to a higher crescendo.
Nerves hummed. Her body rocked with tremors. Jordyn couldn't think, or breathe, or … anything. Their bodies fit together so well. Their fucking was more than frantic, it was uninhibited. There was no restraint, no control.
Jordyn's hands curled into the leather, fisting the subtle material to root her in place for the demanding crack of his groin meeting her ass. The slickness of her arousal had smeared to her thighs, while beads of sweat dampened her hair and skin. The fingers weaved in her hair tightened, yanking her head back until his mouth was to her cheek, sending a delicious sting radiating over her scalp.