Masuk“Are you going to watch me the whole time while I take a bath?” I asked and he snickered.“That doesn't sound so bad.” He smirked and I clicked my tongue.What a pervert he was."Get cleaned up," Lucien said, his voice dropping into a low, possessive rumble. "I'll go handle the bed.”He stood up, giving my damp shoulder a final, lingering squeeze before stepping out of the bathroom and pulling the door almost shut behind him, leaving it cracked just enough for a sliver of light to cut across the tile.I sank deeper into the warm water, letting the soothing heat wash away the sweat and sticky residual tension from our intense encounter. Every muscle in my body felt deliciously heavy, thoroughly used, and completely relaxed. This was what a satisfied fuck felt like. It was way better than Jayden ever could achieve, haha.My mind drifted back to the quiet, calculating look in Lucien's eyes when he carried me in here—a stark contrast to the cold-blooded killer who had put a bullet thro
"Bastard!" I hissed through gritted teeth, my nails dragging hot lines down his broad back as the sensation reached an unbearable, overwhelming peak."Yeah... cum for this bastard, sweetheart," Lucien growled right against my lips, his voice dropping into a thick, primal growl.He didn't pull out right away. True to his promise, he held his hips pinned firmly against mine, driving one last, deep, unyielding thrust all the way to my hilt just as my third orgasm ripped through my body like a violent voltage shock.I shrieked against his mouth, my legs clamping tight around his waist as my inner walls convulsed violently around him, milking every hard contour of his cock.The tight, frantic spasms of my release completely destroyed the last thread of Lucien's control. A dark, guttural groan tore from deep within his chest, his jaw locking so tight the muscle pulsed violently under his skin. He buried himself as deep as humanly possible, his entire frame shuddering as he pulled back
"Answer me, sweetheart," he growled, the words punctuated by another slow, mercilessly deep thrust that lifted my hips right off the mattress."I—ah! Lucien..." I gasped, my hands scrambling blindly across his broad shoulders for something to anchor myself to. My voice was completely shot, barely more than a breathless, raspy whisper against the heavy slapping of our skin and the rhythmic creak of the bed frame.I couldn't even think straight, let alone put together a coherent sentence. When I had first approached him in that club, I was gambling on my future and all I had seen was a powerful, lethal weapon—a man whose shadows I could hide in to survive the coming apocalypse. I had planned to be useful to him so I could use him as my canopy.I never expected ‘this.’ I never expected the ruthless, unyielding mob boss to look at me like I was the most delicious meal in this goddamn universe, completely undone and driven mad by the mere sight of me."No..." I panted out, my finger
Lucien stripped off his shirt in one smooth, fluid motion, tossing it onto the floor.Even in the dim, flickering candlelight, his physique was imposing—a lethal map of hardened muscle, broad shoulders, tattoo inks and faint combat scars etched across his torso. He looked like a beast standing over his prey, raw, powerful, and completely unbothered by his own bare skin.He unbuckled his belt and pushed his dark trousers down his legs, stepping out of them.My breath caught sharply in my throat.This was my first time seeing him completely bare, and the sight sent a sudden, electric jolt of nervousness straight down my spine. The sheer size of his cock was terrifying—thick, heavy, and visibly pulsing with dark veins. It was definitely bigger than I had imagined, thick enough that a tiny, instinctual voice in the back of my head wondered how the hell he was planning to fit inside me.Lucien didn't give me time to overthink it. He rubbed his hand—slick with my own wet release—righ
I spread my legs wider, giving Lucien a completely unobstructed view, while my other hand reached up to cup my breast, squeezing tightly. I muffled a low moan under my breath as I slowly slid one slick finger inside myself, followed immediately by the second."Lucien..."His name left my lips, raw and pleading, as I began to pace the rhythm, thrusting my fingers in and out of my vagina. My chest heaved heavily, my teeth biting down hard on my lower lip to keep from crying out completely. Knowing he was sitting right there, taking in every single second of my self-inflicted pleasure, made the sensation ten times more overwhelming.I pried my heavy eyelids open to catch his reaction.Lucien looked ravenous—starving, like an animal completely in heat. His dark eyes roamed relentlessly over my trembling body, my flushed face, and the rhythmic motion of my fingers working between my thighs. But the moment his gaze snapped up to meet mine, the wild hunger in his face sharpened into s
I smiled bitterly at my reflection through the gathering steam. Love was a foolish, naive luxury from a world that didn't exist anymore. I had given my devotion to one man in my past life, played the loyal partner, and it had ended with my blood spilled on the cold ground.Not this time.In this timeline, under the impending collapse of humanity, I was done playing the self-sacrificing romantic. Love wasn't going to keep me alive—power, cold calculation, and pure, shameless self-indulgence would. Lucien and Daniel were dangerous, lethal predators, but right now, they were ‘my’ predators. I wasn't going to lose myself to either of them, but I was certainly going to enjoy every single bite of the delicacy they were laying out on a silver platter.I stripped out of my cargo pants and tank top, letting the clothes drop in a heap by the sink.Stepping into the deep tub, the scalding water engulfed my skin, burning away the phantom smell of gunpowder and blood from the sub-level war r







