Five’s POV I began to move—small, rolling motions of my hips that kept him deep. Lucien’s head tipped back against the coat. His throat worked. I leaned forward and kissed the place where his pulse beat hardest. We found a rhythm that was almost lazy. I rose and sank, rose and sank, never quite leaving him. His hands guided but never forced. When I leaned back he followed with his mouth, taking one nipple between his lips, sucking gently while I rode him. Pleasure built the way the moon climbed—steadily, without hurry. I felt it gather low in my belly, warm and inevitable. “Lucien—” “I have you.” He sat up, his arms wrapping around me, and the change of angle made me gasp. Now every roll of my hips dragged him against the place that made stars burst behind my eyes. I clung to his shoulders. His mouth found mine again. We kissed through the rising pleasure until it broke over me in long, quiet waves. I came with my face buried in his neck, breathing his name into his s
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