Chapter 26 Lucien
TWENTY-SIX
Lucien
The little minx. My jaw dropped as I watched her dive into the waves, wondering where my shy, easily embarrassed mate had gone and when she’d brought out her inner hellcat without me noticing.
I sure as fuck noticed now.
Making quick work of my pants, I took an extra second to tuck the panties into my pocket and toss the whole bundle a little way up the beach so that our things wouldn’t get washed away as the tide rose. And then I dove in after her.
The water was comfortably balmy, darker cerulean under the moonlight than the daylight, shimmering like a completely different body of water from the playful aquamarine during the day.
But it was perfect for this, and I watched with rising hunger as she popped up, red hair slicked back and bare breasts just hidden by the water.
The moon kissed every delicate inch of her I could see, painting her like a selkie out of the old myths. I charged through the shallows, diving under the water as soon as it was deep enough.
Powerful strokes cut the distance between us faster than she expected, and when I saw her legs were within reach, I took one last kick, wrapping my arms around her waist tightly before I exploded out of the water, bringing her up with me.
“Lucien!” My name was a surprised shriek on her damp lips, and I just grinned as she lightly smacked me on the shoulder for startling her.
“Olivia.” I growled her name, my wolf close to the surface, pleased that we’d captured our pretty little mate so tidily. She smelled divine, and I knew I’d never forget the salty air mixed with her sweet peach perfume.
Tired of waiting, I captured her lips in a salt-tinged kiss, dropping a hand down to her hips, encouraging her to wrap her legs around my hips. She went easily, as engrossed in kissing me as I was her.
But when she felt my hard cock butt up against her pussy, she gasped, eyes flying open in surprise.
“Easy, hellcat,” I murmured, pressing a gentler kiss to her lips, before trailing along her jaw.
“We’re in no rush, remember? Nice and slow until you’re ready.
We can just get used to each other for now.
” I stroked my thumb over her cheekbone and she relaxed in my grip, surprising me as she rocked against me instead of pulling herself back.
“What if I’m tired of slow?” The breathless question wreaked havoc on my control. I groaned, dropping my forehead to her shoulder.
What the fuck was a man supposed to say to that? I didn’t want her to regret rushing her first time. But it was her first time, and if she was ready, well, no way in hell was I turning her down. I lifted my head.
“Then I’m your alpha. Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”
She bit that bottom lip again, the only tell that she wasn’t a hundred percent as brazen as she seemed. I resisted the urge to tug it free, take it between my own teeth.
“Touch me. Please.”
God, she was cute. Sexy as hell, but cute that she thought she needed to say please.
“Mmm, I already am touching you.” I squeezed her hips where I held her afloat. “You’re going to have to be a little more specific to get what you want.”
Her blush shone on her cheeks even in the moonlight. But instead of words, she reached down, snagging one of my hands and bringing it up to her breast.
I cupped the soft weight of her, and she groaned, going languid in my arms.
“You like that?”
“Mhmm.”
I lightly circled her nipple with my thumb, teasing, avoiding the pebbled nub until she started to squirm.
“More, Lucien, I—” Her words broke on a gasp as I leaned down and sucked her nipple into my mouth, teasing it with my teeth, laving it with my tongue.
“Oh, Goddess, fuck!” She arched against me, fingertips digging into my shoulders as I worked her with my mouth, hands back on her hips to steady her as I moved back and forth between her breasts.
When she started to rock her hips against me with building urgency, I knew it was time to take her inside to our bed.
Our bed. The thought nearly struck me dumb, only instinct keeping me moving as I kept driving her higher.
I’d never had a shared bed, not once in my nearly four hundred years. I fucked and I left as a rule, and while Olivia and I had slept next to each other, we’d never had sex and then… stayed in bed.
It was a level of intimacy I didn’t know what to do with, yet, strangely… I looked forward to waking up next to her, feeding her breakfast again.
The realization hit me like a physical blow, leaving me reeling. But right now, I had a needy mate in my arms, begging me for more.
I carried her out of the surf, squatting with her still in my arms to grab my pants with the keys to our room in the pocket.
All our other pack mates’ rooms were still dark, the curtains drawn, and I was glad—I didn’t want to share anything about this experience with anyone but her. It was all mine, all hers. My wolf was so on edge, he’d take another male’s head off for even looking at her in this state.
She curled around me, lips on my shoulder and arms tight around my back as I quickly unlocked the front door and kicked it shut behind us.
The way she was restless in my arms, I knew she wanted more, and I was tempted to toss her right onto the bed. But she’d be uncomfortable in salt-sticky sheets, so I carried her to the bathroom first.
Flantian’s blood had washed off me in the ocean, but a quick rinse for both of us and she’d enjoy this a lot more.
She groaned happily as I backed her into the warm shower, leaning up to rinse her hair.
Her breasts swayed with the motion of her arms, and I’d never seen a more perfect sight.
I wanted her in my shower every day from now on, because I’d never get tired of watching her.
She kissed me when she finished rinsing, and I swapped our places so I could get the salt off myself too.
To my surprise, when I leaned back to run my hair under the water, she leaned forward, massaging my scalp with her strong fingers. It was a small thing, but knowing that my partner cared was… devastating.
She didn’t want me for my wealth, my name, my looks like the many who came before her.
Olivia cared for me. Even with my scars, even when I’d treated her like an asshole. She still cared.
Suddenly, I had to get her out of this shower. I needed to be buried inside her with an intensity I couldn’t explain. If I didn’t take her soon, I was going to lose it.
I flicked off the shower, finally setting her on her feet so I could towel her off. Despite my hurry, I knelt in front of her to dry her legs, peppering kisses over her stomach, her thighs as I went.
She shivered, threading her fingers through my damp hair as I scooped her back up. I could tell she was lost to the moment, mindless with need as she traced my shoulders, lingering over my biceps as I laid her down on the fluffy comforter.
“Are you sure?” I made myself ask. No matter how badly I needed her, I meant it when I said we’d go at her pace.
“So sure. Please?” She reached for me, and I went into her arms like a starved man offered a feast. I worshipped her breasts again, pinning her wrists over her head as I kissed my way down her belly.
“Lucien? What are you— Oh!” She arched as I kissed her inner thigh, pushing her thighs wide to make room for my shoulders.
“So responsive. Are you still good?” I paused again, looking up at her from between her thighs, lips still skating against her tender skin.
“Y-yes.” She was resolute, despite the tremor in her voice.
“I know it’s new, but I promise I’m going to make it so good for you, hellcat. Do you trust me?”
“I do.” The warmth in her eyes nearly slayed me. Her acceptance was a gift, and it was time to earn it.
“Hang on to the blankets if you need to.”
“What?”
She gasped in surprise as I buried my face in her pussy, licking, stroking, spreading her wide with my thumbs as I traced every inch of her sweetness with my tongue. When I traced around her clit, she moaned, hips rocking against me, ready for more.
I sucked it between my lips, humming as I circled it with the tip of my tongue until she shattered into bliss, naughty fingers buried in my hair as she soaked my chin with her pleasure.
And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
“Oh my Goddess, Lucien, I— I—”
I rose above her, holding my weight on my palms so I didn’t crush her. Her eyes were wild with need, her hair a damp strawberry halo around her. “Did you like that?”
“Like it? Holy shit. You’re incredible.” She cupped my jaw with her small hand, and I nuzzled into it, enjoying her praise, soaking in her happiness. My wolf was happy too. He preened at the praise, a warmth coming from him I hadn’t felt in a long, long time.
“You’re incredible, hellcat. Are you ready for more?
Or do you want to be done for the night?
” Feasting on her had somehow taken the edge off.
I needed her more than oxygen, but if all she wanted was a snuggle, she’d get it.
And I’d sleep with the scent of her arousal in my nose, and feast again in the morning, if she’d let me.
“I am definitely not done. I want you. All of you.”
I took her lips in a searing kiss, her startled squeak at the taste of herself on my tongue melting into a sigh as I lifted her thighs, giving myself better access to that sweet pussy.
When my cock notched against her, she froze beneath me for the first time.
I pulled back from her lips, studying her. But before I could ask her if she was sure, she wrapped both arms around my neck, keeping me close.
“Yes. Just yes, okay?”
I nodded, slowly inching my way forward. She was soaked and ready for me, but still the grip of her inner walls nearly stole my breath, and I’d barely moved.
“Hoooooly shit.” Her eyes fell closed, but she didn’t let me go. “The stretch is…” She shuddered, too lost in sensation to finish her sentence.
“Stay relaxed. Focus on the pleasure.” I leaned in and kissed her neck, palming one breast and kneading it as I continued working my way in.
I stopped when I felt her tense beneath me.
“Hellcat?”
“Hmm?” She practically purred beneath me.
“Eyes on me, beautiful mate.” Her gorgeous green eyes fluttered open as I snaked a hand between us, toying with her still-sensitive clit.
“It might hurt for a moment, and if you need me to stop, I will.”
She shook her head, wrapping her heels around my hips in a clear message.
When she teetered on the edge, I withdrew, still strumming her with my fingers. Her expression changed the moment before she crashed over the edge, and I plunged deep, all the way to the hilt.
Her orgasm consumed her, and she arched, screaming my name as her walls gripped me.
“Don’t stop, please, please!”
I ravaged her lips as we hunted our bliss together, chasing the stars in each other’s arms.