Sinful Burning Desires

Sloane's pov.

I gasped when Lucien swept me off the floor, placing me on the bed. He didn't lean away from me and his face was dangerously close that I was forced to gulp.

His body was pressed against my naked boobs and his hand reached out to my back. I subconsciously arched away from the bed, letting him have his way with me.

He unzipped my gown and slid it off me in an instant. The cold air hit me and I realized I was only left with my panties.

Lucien pinned me to the bed, his frame towering over me.

“From now on….” He growled, voice low. “I would prefer you move around the house with no panties”

His hand moved slowly through my thigh, making my heartbeat pulse. He slowly moved my panties down my thigh and my heart raced, my legs unable to stop themselves from clenching together.

“Spread” Lucien commanded.

I obeyed before my head could wrap around his word. I spread my legs wide, my pussy pulsing and throbbing.

I should stop him. But all I did was stare at his cock which was tucked neatly in his pants. The member shifted uncomfortably, and it made something twist inside me, my whole body craving for something I shouldn't want.

Heat spread through my skin and my back arched. I felt electric jolt through my body when Lucien's knuckles rubbed my clit repeatedly.

“You want me to shove my hands in?” He asked.

Yes! Yes, I want that. But I only groaned, a low moan escaping my lips.

I didn't respond, but I wanted him to.

He pressed on my clit and my back arched, my teeth biting on my lower lips.

“I won't fuck you if you don't say it, Sloane” he said.

He stood up from the bed, giving me breathing space but my lungs refused to breathe. Lucien looked like he had lost interest and I immediately hated myself for that.

I was naked in front of a fully clothed man but that was irrelevant that moment. I wanted him.

I wanted him to fuck me.

Lucien stood in front of me and my eyes followed him everywhere. I didn't know what he was doing but a second later, he unbuckled his belt and let his pants down. He yanked his dick out of his pants without delay and my body stiffened on the bed.

He's so huge. His cock was hard and firm, standing erect. I couldn't bring myself to take my gaze away from the purple veins that lined along his shaft.

He rubbed his hand on his cock, hard and fast. I couldn't look away, I just couldn't.

I clasped my legs together and I could feel the juices from my thighs wetting the bed. My hand moved to touch my core but before it could reach, Lucien spoke.

“Don't touch yourself” I obeyed.

My back arched on the bed and every part of my body begged to be touched. I imagined myself sucking Lucien's hard rod. I imagined rocking his hard dick with my ass.

Oh, fuck….

I groaned and threw my head back, and once again tried to touch myself. I needed something to relieve me of the burning sensations that were coursing through me right now.

I needed my hands right inside of me. But he wouldn't allow me and strangely, I felt obliged to obey.

I turned back to Lucien, letting the words he wanted to hear roll off my lips. “Take me, Lucien”

He didn't stop but only increased his pace like my words had fueled him.

“Please…… Touch me” I begged, breathless. “Fuck me hard”

That was all it took.

Lucien moved back to me swiftly, his body pinning me to the bed again.

He slid three fingers into me and thrusted without delay. My cunt clenched around his hands, my body trembling, breath shuddering.

“Damn…..” Lucien groaned. “You are so fucking wet, Sloane”

His thrust was hard and rough as his fingers moved inside me non-stop. My body arched and my hips lifted off the bed.

My eyes rolled when Lucien licked my skin from my stomach, down to my cleavage.

“Oh…. Lucien……” I moaned.

His wet tongue slid down my face and I didn't find it disgusting, instead, I wanted more.

Lucien locked my lips in a kiss, eating my mouth in and out as our tongues entwined.

I loved it. I wanted more.

My hands fisted into his hair and I moaned into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on mine. His hands which were still moving inside of me made it feel like I was on a cloud ten.

Lucien broke the kiss and a smirk curled on his lips.

Lucien's voice rose and he was breathless, his words coming in ragged gasps. “With this stomach……” His fingers thrust deeper into my cunt and I could feel them at the back of my stomach.

I yelped, not having expected that.

He continued. “.....You'll carry my baby.”

My senses and memories which looked like they had been stolen away from me all these while, returned.

I was tricked. Made to marry him. I'm expected to get pregnant with his child. And here I am, naked on bed before him when I don't want to be a part of any of this.

“I want to cum…..” I said in a low tone, like someone whose brain had been fucked out with Lucien's rough fingers.

“Do it, baby. Pour it all out” He pulled his fingers out of me and my juices squelched on the bed, while my body relaxed.

The moment I relaxed, Lucien's tongue connected with my cunt, sweeping over the traces of my juices. My body jolted, once and hard.

Then he spoke.

“Your turn” He said, laying beside me on the bed. “Suck me, Sloane. Make me cum”

I should use the moment to put an end to everything that has happened within the last few minutes, but my whole body twitched with excitement.

His words sounded wrong, sinful. But as wrong as they sounded, I couldn't wait to do it.