LOGINHis tongue licked its way down to my navel. He then stood up and began to undress while I watched in absolute awe of his perfect, sculpted muscles. Then he pulled down his briefs, revealing his massive length, which made me gasp.
"You're so big—will it fit?" I asked, my mouth watering.
"Of course it will. Now come and suck me," he commanded.
I crawled to him and took his hard length into my warm mouth slowly. The intense reaction I got from him was undeniable—he groaned as if no woman had ever taken him like this before.
"Fuck, girl... ahh," he moaned as my tongue teased him. He gripped my hair, guiding my head to set a relentless pace.
I gagged slightly but kept on sucking, feeling how close he was getting. Before he could speak, he pulled out of my mouth and pushed me gently back onto the bed. I lay on my back, my eyes glued to his body.
He settled himself between my thighs, slowly trailing his large, veiny hands from my breasts down to my entrance. A dark smirk spread across his face when he felt how wet and dripping I was. I blushed and turned my face away, but he didn't like that—he cupped my jaw, forcing me to meet his gaze, wanting to look straight into my eyes.
He dived in for a kiss, and at the same moment, his finger slipped easily inside me. It was so warm and wet. His thumb massaged my clitoris while his finger moved inside me, making me gasp at the sweet sensation.
"Ah... ah—hmm," I tried biting my lip to hold back my moans. Seeing that, he added a second finger, twisting and turning inside me until a louder moan escaped my lips, bringing a satisfied look to his face.
He moved his fingers faster and faster until my walls began to tighten around him. Just as I reached the edge, he suddenly pulled away, making me moan in sheer frustration.
Without wasting a second, he moved lower until his face was touching my dripping core. "You smell so good, kitten," he murmured, taking a deep breath before his tongue reached out to taste me. A low moan escaped his throat the moment he sampled me.
"And you taste delicious," he added, before burying his face against me. He devoured me, his tongue thrusting in and out with relentless rhythm.
"Oh... fuck... yes... ahhh!" I screamed, unraveling into a violent climax right over his handsome face. He made sure to lick me dry before crawling back up over my body. With one intense look into my eyes, he went into me with one last mighty thrust, causing me to scream.
He rained soft kisses all over my face and neck, trying to ease the pain. When he looked down at me again, searching my eyes, I nodded for him to go on.
He moved slowly at first, letting my warm tightness drive him crazy. But soon, he couldn't hold back anymore; his pace quickened, slamming against my walls with raw power.
"Ah... oh... Lucian... ah yes... yes... fuck me... yes—yes—ah!" My moans echoed loudly through the room, and I could tell he loved every sound.
"My name, kitten... say my name," he groaned, continuing to drive me completely senseless.
"Lucian... oh... Lucian... yes... ah... yes... right there!" I kept crying out.
Lucian suddenly flipped me over, pulling me onto my hands and knees before driving deep into me from behind. Every stroke hit my sweet spot, making me see white stars.
He seemed completely unable to control himself, driven wild by how tight I felt around him, his movements growing fierce as my cries grew wilder above him. I made him feel good in a way no woman ever had before.
"Fuck, kitten—you're driving me crazy," he groaned, his hand coming down with a smack against my hip. His fingers reached forward to stroke my core at the same time, giving me double pleasure as his other hand explored my body, worshipping every curve and dip.
He reached around to find my breasts, squeezing them firm and pinching my hardened nipples, making me moan even louder. With every stroke, his grip on my small body grew tighter and more possessive.
Then Lucian flipped us over, his breathing rough and hot against my skin. He leaned up slightly, bringing his lips close to my swollen lips. "You're going to ride me," he said as he kissed me deeply.
He guided me over him and slowly thrusted up into me, filling every inch of my body with his massive length. I let out a strangled moan as he buried himself completely inside me.
I began moving slowly, but the slow pace was pure torture for him. "Faster, kitten—ride my cock, baby," he moaned, and I obliged, picking up speed.
"Ah fuck—kitten... you feel so good... oh," he moaned, meeting my movements from below with powerful thrusts that made me scream in pleasure.
We moved together for several intense minutes before we both came, leaving him completely satisfied in a way he hadn't felt in a long time.
"This night will be a long one, kitten," he whispered dark into my ear.
Irene Pov The steady, rhythmic beep... beep... beep of the heart monitor was the sweetest melody I had ever heard.I stirred slowly, lifting my head from the edge of my father’s hospital mattress. My neck was stiff, and my body still carried a dull, deep ache between my thighs—a constant, throbbed reminder of the wild, merciless hours I had surrendered to Lucian Dimitri.I stretched my fingers out, softly brushing them over my father’s warm hand. His color was finally returning. The ghostly grey hue that had lingered on his skin for months was fading, replaced by a faint, healthy flush. The surgery had been a complete success. The malignant tumor that had been eating away at his life was gone.I pulled the blanket tighter around my shoulders, staring up at the grand, crown-molded ceiling of the VIP suite. The room was larger than my entire apartment. It had plush leather armchairs, a private kitchenette, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, and state-of-the-art medic
The air in the office went entirely still. I felt the heavy bag of money in my hands suddenly feel like dead weight. I stared at the physician, my chest tightening so hard it was difficult to draw breath."You mean you don't even know who paid off my dad's fees?" I asked, my voice cracking with pure shock.Dr. Holland offered a sympathetic but definitive shake of his head. "I don’t, Irene. The accounting department simply informed me that the entire balance, including the advanced surgical costs and post-operative care, was settled in full early this morning."Bella stepped closer, gripping my hand tightly, her own eyes wide with disbelief. "Not even a note? Or a message? Or any tiny clue left behind by whoever did it?""Not even a clue, my dear," Dr. Holland replied, his tone gentle. He adjusted his glasses, checking the tablet on his desk. "The payment came through an encrypted corporate account. But regardless of who did it, it couldn't have happened at a better time. Right now, as
The towering glass windows of the Dimitri empire overlooked the entire city skyline, but inside my penthouse office, the atmosphere was thick and quiet. I stood with my hands tucked into my tailored trousers, my back to the room."Boss—she seemed ok when I got there," Julian reported, breaking the silence as he adjusted his suit jacket.I didn't turn around immediately, but a slow, dark smirk spread across my face, full of amusement. The memory of her small, fragile body yielding under my immense weight was still fresh in my mind. "Seems I got myself an interesting flower," I murmured, my voice a low, gravelly baritone.Turning around slowly, my intense gaze locked onto my assistant. "Give me every detail about her. Including pictures. Now."Julian, well-aware of my growing impatience, didn't hesitate. He brought out his tablet, tapping the screen rapidly to open the files he had thoroughly researched the day before. He cleared his throat and began to read aloud."Boss, her name is Ir
The heavy velvet curtains kept the morning sun at bay, plunging the massive master suite into a deep, luxurious twilight. When I woke up, I felt something soft beneath me. It was a stark contrast to my usual cold, empty mornings. Two slender arms kept clinging to me, anchoring me to the mattress. I blinked, waiting for the usual surge of irritation that came whenever anyone dared to touch me without permission. But the anger never arrived. Instead, I felt a strange wave of happiness, completely cool with the fact that I wasn't alone.I looked down at the person wrapped securely in my arms. Last night’s memories came rushing back in a vivid, searing wave—the desperate heat, the quiet whimpers, and the way she had surrendered to my overwhelming strength. A slow, rare smile broke across my face. Looking at her flushed, sleeping face, only one solid thought remained in my mind: this little lady under me was mine forever."You're now mine, kitten," I whispered, my voice deep and raspy from
His tongue licked its way down to my navel. He then stood up and began to undress while I watched in absolute awe of his perfect, sculpted muscles. Then he pulled down his briefs, revealing his massive length, which made me gasp."You're so big—will it fit?" I asked, my mouth watering."Of course it will. Now come and suck me," he commanded.I crawled to him and took his hard length into my warm mouth slowly. The intense reaction I got from him was undeniable—he groaned as if no woman had ever taken him like this before."Fuck, girl... ahh," he moaned as my tongue teased him. He gripped my hair, guiding my head to set a relentless pace.I gagged slightly but kept on sucking, feeling how close he was getting. Before he could speak, he pulled out of my mouth and pushed me gently back onto the bed. I lay on my back, my eyes glued to his body.He settled himself between my thighs, slowly trailing his large, veiny hands from my breasts down to my entrance. A dark smirk spread across his fa
The towering iron gates of the Dimitri estate parted like the silver jaws of a mythical beast, gleaming beneath the harsh glare of halogen floodlights and cutting through the dense evening fog. As Bella’s beat-up sedan rattled across the slick, cobblestone driveway, my stomach churned in violent, nauseating flips. Every yard we drove further into the estate felt like stepping completely out of my own skin, leaving behind the innocent girl who drew fashion sketches and dreamt of quiet, ordinary love.In the seat beside me, Bella gripped the leather steering wheel so tightly her knuckles turned ghostly white. "We can still turn around, Irene," she whispered, her voice cracking with pure guilt as the towering silhouette of the glass mansion rose before us. "We can find another way. I’ll sell my car, I’ll beg my parents for a loan, I’ll—""No," I cut her off gently, my voice surprisingly steady despite the rapid, painful hammering of my heart against my ribs. I looked down at my lap, star







