Chapter 18 #2
Every nerve in Alex’s body was lit, kept alive by the way her fingers tangled in his hair, how her lips bruised his.
Her body molded against him like they’d been carved to fit together.
For the first time in his life, Alex didn’t feel like he was just surviving.
He felt like he was living, and he swore he’d spend every moment proving to her that she was worth waiting a lifetime for.
Alex’s grip on her never loosened as he kicked the bedroom door closed with his foot and gently lowered her onto the mattress. His body hovered over hers, like letting go or looking away for even a second might undo everything.
Her chest rose against his. Her lips parted as if she were about to speak, but she didn’t. Instead, she searched his face with wide dark eyes that made his heart beat faster than any fight he’d ever been in.
“Tell me,” he whispered as his forehead pressed against hers, “what do you want from me?” His voice trembled as though he wasn’t sure he deserved the answer.
Her hand cradled his jaw, and her thumbs brushed over his stubble. “You,” she whispered. “All of you. No more holding back.”
The sound that tore from Alex’s throat was half a groan, half a plea.
Whatever remained of his restraint crumbled completely, and he kissed her again, slower this time, as though he wanted to etch the memory of her lips into his very bones.
His hands shook as they traced her sides, not from hesitation but from the sheer desperation of wanting to give her everything she asked for.
“Then I’m yours,” he promised against her mouth, each word spoken like an oath that couldn’t be broken. “For as long as you want me Luci — I’m yours.”
Her answer didn’t come in words but in the way she pulled him down to her, closing the space between them with a hunger that told him she felt the same.
Luci’s fingers fumbled at the hem of his shirt, tugging impatiently as though the thin barrier of fabric was suddenly unbearable. Alex caught the tremor in her hands and without hesitation, reached down to pull the shirt over his head.
He watched as her breath hitched and her eyes roamed over the scars that littered his broad chest. Before she could find her words, Alex leaned back down and captured her lips in another searing kiss before he trailed lower.
He moved slowly, pressing soft kisses along her jaw, down the curve of her throat, and across her collarbones. Each one felt like a vow spoken against her skin. When his mouth reached the edge of her bra, he paused only long enough to meet her eyes, silently asking if she wanted him to go further.
Luci’s answering nod was small, but it was all he needed.
He continued, waiting for her to lean forward just enough so that he could slip his hand to her back and undo the clasp.
The moment she threw it to the side, his lips brushed down the valley of her breasts, laying hot, messy kisses to each one and rolling his tongue along her hardened buds until he had her moaning and begging for more.
Then, he went lower, worshiping every inch of her as though she were the only thing in this broken world worth a damn thing.
“Alex…” she sighed, her voice trembling somewhere between desperation and curiosity.
His hands framed her sides as he kissed down her stomach until he landed on the edge of the pants she’d pulled on but hadn’t zipped earlier.
His eyes sought hers again and when she called out his name, pleading for him, he didn’t think twice before pulling them off her.
Her silk panties followed, tossed aside before he pushed her legs open gently so he could trail soft kisses up her inner thighs and take in her essence.
Alex paused just before he reached her core and titled his head to rest on the plush of her thigh. Her center glistened underneath the moonlight that spilled in from the window, and it took every bit of the discipline beat into him over the years not to ravish her from the start.
“Do you always get this wet at the thought of me?” he teased.
Luci whined as he pressed a kiss closer to where she wanted him. His callused hands pinned her hips to the bed as she tried to shift lower.
“Y-Yes…Always. I-I swear it,” she responded as her hand threaded through his hair.
Alex smirked as he adjusted her legs to rest over his shoulders.
His breath ghosted over her aching core just enough to make her shiver.
She was already squirming, and he’d barely touched her.
“Good. I’ve always wondered how you tasted,” he confessed, not giving her a chance to respond before he licked along the length of her folds.
The taste of her was like a feast for all his senses.
A mix of the scent of midnight breeze, a coppery hint of desire, and the faint sweetness of her nectar exploded across his tongue.
She was the first taste of a drug that hijacked every part of his system until he was sure he’d already become an addict.
Alex moaned against her core, causing her to shake beneath his grip, but he held her steady and moved his eyes to watch as he devoured her entirely.
Feasting on every drop she gave him as he flicked his tongue between her folds and swirled it around her opening.
He nearly growled at the way she squirmed under his touch.
His fingers dug harder into her thighs to keep her just where he wanted her.
Not enough to hurt but enough to draw more of those sweet sounds from her lips.
Even if she hadn’t said a word since he’d pressed his tongue to her center, those sounds fueled the fire she’d lit inside him until he felt like he was burning up from the inside out.
He felt her hand move from his hair to the bed as she twisted the sheets in her fist. The loss of her touch drove him to lean upward enough so his lips could wrap around her sensitive bundle of nerves.
His dark, hooded eyes still held hers as he sucked just hard enough.
She cried out for him. Soothing her whimpers with swirling flicks of his tongue that only seemed to drive her higher as she gasped around attempts at words again.
Then, he pressed his long fingers between her folds, exploring for only a breath before he dipped a single digit into her heat.
Luci threw her back, her hands jumping up to tangle in his hair and tug at it fiercely as she finally cried out his name again.
The sound felt like madness and salvation all at once.
His lips worked in sync with his fingers now, pumping them in and out as he carefully took note of what motions could elicit the most pleasure for her.
That carefully constructed control and discipline that had kept him bound in invisible chains began to falter, then crumble completely under the sound of her panting moans and the feeling of her nails scratching across his scalp.
“F-Fuck…Please, A-Alex!” she sighed between ragged breaths. His head spun until all he could think of was the desperate need to make her finish on his tongue.
It wasn’t much longer until her legs began to tremble uncontrollably against his ears, muffling her finaling moans before they suddenly went taut.
She screamed his name as he continued ravishing her through her climax.
Suffocating between her thighs while his tongue lapped up every bit of her essence that she would give him.
He let his fingers slip from her heat when her clenching walls released their grip on them, and then he sucked them clean too.
Savoring the taste of her with a low growl that rumbled behind his lips still slick with her.
Alex pressed a last kiss to her core before he pulled away.
He was truly and irrevocably fucked.
Lucilla was the spell he could not break and a fever he never wished to cure.