MY COCK.

Aria's POV.

My legs wobbled as I watched Lucien run his hands through the girl's hair, his blue eyes locked with mine as he bobbed her head down on his length.

His lips parted, his face tightened in pleasure as the girl moaned, saliva dripping from her mouth as she ran her tongue all over his dick.

She was clad in just panties, the remaining parts of her body were bare. My cheeks burned in embarrassment and I turned to look away when;

"Don't you dare." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine so I immediately returned to my original position.

'Why was he doing this?' I pondered as I took my eyes to my feet.

"Eyes up." He commanded and I found myself obeying, a huge lump forming in my throat.

His lips parted, his eyes darkening as he shoved his dick further into the girl's throat. She was choking in the process, her face reddening as he gripped her hair tightly.

But she didn't seem to mind, even as tears rolled down her cheeks.

I was rooted to a point, weird feelings squirming in me as I watched them, my heart clenching tightly against my chest.

"Fuckkkkkkk!" Lucien cursed as he removed his cock from her mouth and sprayed his seed all over her face.

My eyes widened as the girl licked everything hungrily before bending to suck his dick clean. I was in awe at how big his dick was.

He was thick and long, so huge with veins all over it.

'How did this enter me?' I pondered as I took my lower lip in my mouth, rubbing my thighs against one another.

They suddenly felt itchy as I watched Lucien slap the girl's mouth with his cock. Her tongue was out, almost like she wanted him again, her eyes pleading.

I should leave; I need to get out of here. I had the right to because I wasn't a slave, I was his bride-to-be but something in me didn't want to leave.

It was like I was curious to see what happened next.

"You can leave now," Lucien told the girl, who obediently got on her feet and walked out, but before she did, she threw me a hateful glare, and I looked away from her, only to see Lucien standing so close to me.

I reared backwards in shock, relaxing against the door as his hands pinned me there, his face so dangerously close to mine.

He stood tall, towering over me with his flexed muscles and broad build. His chest and arms were covered with tattoos.

I looked down and saw his dick bulging in between his legs, swelling with his balls dangling underneath.

Then I saw it, a piercing that I missed on the tip of his cock.

A gasp escaped me as I wondered who the hell pierced their dick.

Wouldn't that have hurt him?

"Like what you see?" He leaned to whisper into my ear, and I shuddered.

Why was he close to me? And why was he acting rather calm? He looked so different from the man who tried to kill me the day before yesterday.

He trailed his hands all over my face, my breath quickening with each touch. He got to my neck and wrapped his huge hand around me.

I tried to breathe, saliva gathering in my mouth as I feared he would snap my neck but he only smirked, probably sensing my fear.

"Oh no! I wouldn't kill you, I would rather torture your entire existence." He told me as he released my neck and moved his hand down, towards my chest.

Goosebumps covered my entire body as I felt his hand on my boobs, his fingers teasing my nipples through my gown.

I shivered, feeling an unknown pleasure run through me as I pressed my thighs tighter, my pussy aching against my panties.

Lucien leaned in so close and started fondling my boobs gently at first, then his grip turned rough and a moan escaped my throat before I could stop it.

My jaw dropped as he licked the area on my neck, his bulge rubbing against me.

I couldn't move; rather, it seemed like I wanted more as he buried his head in my flesh.

Why though? I wasn't supposed to want him; this was forbidden.

Lucien pulled away but not before giving my nipples one last flick as I winced, breathing heavily with my pussy getting wet.

"So you do want me?" He said, though it seemed more like a question to me, and strangely, I couldn't deny it.

"Was that why you killed my wife?" He asked, and I wanted to scream no, to tell him everything, but then his father's threat rang through my head.

"No problem, I am going to fuck like you want, but I will do it so hard that you will hate it, then I will make you watch other women pleasure me while you only have to resort to your fingers." He threatened and my hands trembled as I wet my lips.

I should feel annoyed, I should feel terrified or sad but no, my panties were getting soaked and I could feel my nipples aching against my gown.

The truth was that I wanted him.

But was it because of my hormones? Or was it because he was the one who defloured me? I have heard tales of girls always being attached to men who took their first.

Perhaps that was my case as well because why else would I be attracted to him? He belonged to Ria, even if she was dead and this marriage was only happening because of the war brewing.

"This lips." Lucien moved close again, his hands rubbing my lips.

"Shall never meet mine, they would instead service my cock and they would damn well do it well." He hissed, his eyes darkening as I could feel my mouth water from anticipation.

What was wrong with me?

"But not today. I know you want it no

w but I wouldn't adhere to your wishes. You only get to feel my cock when I want you to."