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55. STEAMY NIGHT

Author: AUTHOR_NEON
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-25 19:50:52

LUCIAN THRONE'S POV

He stood before me, flushed and unsure, his chest subtly rising and falling under the tension of silence. That bunny outfit barely clung to him—it was made for sin, for surrender. And him… he was made to test every ounce of restraint I had left.

I moved in—slowly, like a wolf circling its prey.

Caelen tilted his chin up, blind trust in those stormy eyes.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” I muttered, voice gravel low, “for you.”

I didn’t give him time to reply. I pressed my mouth to his in a brutal, claiming kiss—one that stole the air from both our lungs. His hands went to my chest, gripping the fabric of my shirt, trembling not from fear but anticipation. I slid my fingers into his hair and deepened the kiss, teeth dragging along his lower lip before I bit—not hard enough to bleed, just enough to make him gasp.

“Lucian,” he whispered, almost pleading.

I kissed him again. Slower this time. Tongues brushing, breaths mingling. I kissed him like he was oxygen. Like he’d d
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