Lucien's War (10 page)

Being
with her was so wrong, or at least he kept telling himself that, and maybe it
was because of that fact that he wanted her like he did. But he knew that was a
damn lie. He had never been in love, never wanted a woman for more than a few
hours at a time in all of his forty fucking years of being on this planet. Yet
with Callie he wanted to protect her because she was his, because he looked at
her and knew that he’d kill for her, maim to keep her safe, and claim her in a
way that was unstoppable and unbreakable. When he looked into her soft, sweet
face, took in her long raven colored hair and bright blue eyes, he knew that
what he felt for this woman had to be that elusive emotion … love.

He
loved her, would do anything for her, even risk his relationship with his club and
Kink.

She
rested her forehead on his chest, and he closed his eyes just enjoying the
feeling of having
her this
close. Wrapping his arms
around her, he held her tightly and rested his chin on the crown of her head.
He had sex with women that were whores on the best of days, that didn’t care
about men using their bodies. They liked it that way in fact, and he hadn’t
thought twice about it. But Callie was untouched, and her being a virgin meant
he couldn’t be rough and insatiable with her in bed—the way he liked his sex—at
least not this time. They’d have to approach the Kink situation sooner rather
than later, because he wanted her and wasn’t going to give her up, no matter
what.

He
inhaled deeply, took in the light floral scent of her hair, and closed his
eyes. He was used to taking what he wanted when he wanted it, but he’d be
gentle with her, show her that she meant more to him than just a quick fuck. No
matter how wrong this seemed, or what others would think, she meant everything
to him.

She
pulled back and looked up at him, and he cupped the side of her face. He leaned
down and kissed her soft and slow. With her hands still on his chest he felt
her smooth them down his abdomen until she wrapped her fingers around his
erection. He groaned at the fact it was Callie that was touching him, gently
stroking him. It made it that much more pleasurable. Moving his hand behind her
head, he cupped her, held her as he deepened the kiss, and moved his tongue
faster and harder against hers. His mind and body screamed for more, to be
rougher, harder, but he fought those urges because right now he needed to show
her that he could be a gentler man when it came to her.

           
When she moaned against him he moved
his hands to cup her panty covered ass, squeezed the globes, and then lifted
her easily. She wrapped her legs around his waist right away, ground her pussy
on his cock, and he grunted from the contact. The hard length of his dick
prodded between her legs, and he wished the material that separated her from
his were gone.

With
their mouths still fused, and her legs wrapped
around
 
him
firmly, he started to move them
toward the small bed again. He laid her on the bed. “Take off the panties,
baby.”

She
breathed in and out fast, her breasts rising and falling from the force. She
slipped her underwear off, and let them fall to the floor. The thatch of
trimmed black hair that covered the top of her mound beckoned him, but the
sight of her bare pussy lips had pre-cum slipping from the tip of his cock. The
way her legs were wide open, giving him that prime shot of her wet, swollen,
and red pussy, made him feel feral. He grabbed his shaft, started stroking
himself from root to tip as he stared at her luscious body, and groaned out.

She
sat up, reached for him, and pushed his hand away. He didn’t know what she was
doing until she was the one who started moving her hand up and down his dick,
grabbed his balls with her other hand, and made him on the verge of coming.

But
when she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the crown of his shaft, he
about came right in her mouth. She sucked on his cockhead, stroked the root of
his erection, and he speared his hand in her hair. Lucien thrust back and forth
gently at first, but the way she hollowed out her cheeks, sucked him in good
and deep, had Lucien nearly losing it. He pushed her back on the bed until she
was lying on it, her legs spread, and her lips parted as she breathed in and
out harshly from her arousal.

She
rested against the mattress and watched him. Lucien lifted his hands and
smoothed them down her legs. The sound of her swallowing filled the too quiet
room. For a suspended moment he did nothing but stare at where his hands rested
on her inner thighs. A tightening started at the base of his spine the longer
he stared at her pussy, and he needed to be buried inside of her tight, hot
heat.

Be gentle. Go slow. Take your time.

“Please,”
she whispered into the darkness. “I need you, Lucien.” She closed her eyes and
let her head fall back when he moved his fingers along her silky folds.

He
needed to make this good for her. “Look at me when I’m touching you, baby.” His
voice was soft, but there was a distinct note of command laced in the words,
and he couldn’t stop that from coming forth. He was hardened naturally from the
life he led, but he was trying to be the man she deserved for this first time.

For
several long seconds he didn’t speak, just stared at her and continued to keep
a firm, yet gentle hold on her inner thighs. Slowly he removed his hands from
her. Sliding his hands up her body, he stopped right below her breasts. Lucien
could feel how fast and hard her heart was beating. Moving onto his knees
between her legs, he leaned forward and ran his tongue along her cleft. She
tasted sweet and slightly musky, was soft beneath his lips, and he felt this
string in him draw tight before snapping in half. He started licking and
sucking at her, wrapped his lips around her clit until she was pulling at his
hair and moaning out. She moved her hips back and forth, thrust her pussy
firmly against his mouth, and then he felt her explode around him.

“
Please
,” she whispered into the
darkness. “I need to feel you inside of me.” She stared at him.

“You’re
so fucking beautiful, Callie,” Lucien whispered. “You’re mine, baby. No one
will have you but me.” Although being gentle with her was coming more naturally
than it ever had in his life, Lucien had to rein in his desire to thrust right
into her. He caressed her in gentle sweeps of his fingers, mouth, and tongue,
until
goosebumps
formed along her skin. “Every part
of you is mine.” He moved his hands up so they rested right under her breasts.
“Look at me.” He waited until she obeyed, and then he caressed her breasts,
stroked her nipples, and loved that she arched into his touch.

He
leaned up and took her mouth again, and Lucien became lost in the sensations of
their lips, tongues, and hands moving along each other’s bodies. She ran the
pads of her fingers across his bare chest, and he shook slightly from the
gentle contact. No woman had ever made him feel like that, feel like if he
didn’t have her he’d lose his fucking mind. But it wasn’t just about sex. It
was about claiming Callie
as his own
.

“Tell
me this is right, that you want this, too,” she said, as if she was delirious
and trying to prove that what they were doing was right.

He
gripped her chin in a soft hold, waited until she stared into his eyes, and
then he spoke. “This, right here, you and me, is what is right. It feels good
because you are meant to be mine. Only the best things in life are worth
fighting for, and if they weren’t worth the battle then they aren’t worth the
time it takes to ensure they are yours.” He stared into her face. “
You
are worth fighting for, and I know I
am going to have one hell of a war when it comes to making sure you stay mine.”

She
swallowed, and this small smile flitted across her lips.

“Now,
just say you’ll be mine no matter what.” He was acting so out of character, but
nothing had ever felt this good.

“I’m
yours, Lucien.”

And
then he kissed her hard and possessively, and was about to take Callie in a way
he had never taken a woman before.

****

His
big body rested against Callie’s, pressing her into the mattress and sending a
lovely, heavy sensation coursing through her.

“I
want you so much, baby,” Lucien murmured against her throat, and she loved how
his stubble scraped along her skin. He was so muscular, so big and heavy that
she felt her breath leaving her. It was a pleasurable sensation. Warm, hard
male flesh molded into hers, making the sweet anticipation of release just a
reach away. His cock was long and big, and of course she was nervous about the
pain that she would feel once he was inside of her.

Lucien’s
narrow hips fit perfectly in the cradle of hers, and the hard, impossibly thick
length of him parted her labia. He moved his hips back and forth, rubbed her
slickness along her pussy, coated his shaft, and had her so ready for him she
was about to scream. She was wet, unbelievably so. A guttural groan left him,
and he jerked his hips forward.

“It
feels so good, Callie baby.” He curled his fingers around her upper arms and
pressed his hips into hers again, but harder this time. Over and over he did
this, his length sliding up and down her cleft as he rocked against her. The
tip of his erection bumped her clit on every upstroke, and Callie had to bite
her lip or she would have begged for him to move harder, faster. She rose up
slightly and stared down the length of her body. She saw his cock moving
between her folds, watched the tip of his shaft rubbing her clit, and saw the
pre-cum spilling out of him.

“I’ve
wanted you from the moment I picked you up three months ago, baby.” He rocked
against her faster now. “My need for you is undeniable, and I don’t want to
fight it any longer.” He was dry humping her, and bringing her closer to an
orgasm. Another bump to her clit and she squeezed her eyes shut.
So, so close to feeling that explosion.
She fell back on the
bed and breathed out as the sensations moved through her.

“I’ve
wanted you for a long time, Lucien,” she whispered into his hair. He still had
his mouth at her throat, was still kissing and sucking at her skin, and she
loved that he was erotically abusing her flesh.

He
pushed up from her, one forearm braced on either side of her head, and looked
down at her body. The dark slashes of his eyebrows were knitted in thought. The
muscles in his jaw jumped beneath his stubble covered flesh.

“I
don’t want to hurt you, but—”

“Don’t
think about it. If I didn’t want to be with you I wouldn’t be here right now,
Lucien.” She reached up and touched the side of his face. Callie pushed herself
up on her elbows and kissed the underside of his jaw. He groaned, and she heard
him inhale deeply. When she lay back down, she took Lucien’s hand and placed it
between her breasts. He braced himself on his other arm and stared down at his
hand. She then pulled his hand lowered until he was cupping her pussy. “I’m so
wet for you.”

He
swallowed, and she watched the way his throat worked from the act. “Yeah, baby,
you are really fucking primed for me,” he whispered. He rubbed her clit softly
for few seconds, back and forth until awareness traveled through her, starting
between her legs and working its way up her body. Her nipples tightened as
blood rushed to them.

He
latched his lips onto her neck again, licked and sucked at her skin until it
felt abraded in a good way. “You’re so responsive.” He ran his tongue up her
throat. A moan left her, and he breathed out. Her senses were attuned to the
little touches of his fingers on her body, to the scrape of his teeth on her
collarbone, and to the rubbing motion of his hand between her thighs. He
lowered his head, trailing wet kisses along the top of her breasts before
finally latching his mouth on an aching, hard nipple.

God, so good.
The wet sounds
of his lips around her turgid flesh filled the room. Lucien’s harsh, guttural
groans filled her ears. Without thinking, Callie grabbed Lucien behind the back
of the neck and brought his mouth to hers. She swiped her tongue along his
lips, loving the harsh sound that came from him. The musky, sweet flavor of her
was still on him, and she grew wetter from it. For several moments Lucien gave
in and allowed her to explore his mouth.

“I
need to be with you without anything, baby. I’m clean, always used protection,
but with you I want to feel all of you.”

She
was on the pill to regulate her period, and although she shouldn’t be stupid
about this and insist he use a condom, she trusted Lucien with her life. “I
trust you. I want to be with you,
all
of you.”

Lucien
looked down at her, and lifted his hand to run his thumb along the swell of her
bottom lip.

“No
more waiting, Callie.”

She
opened her mouth and sucked his finger between her lips. He moved his other
hand between their bodies, bracing his weight on his elbows, and placed the tip
of his dick at her entrance. She was so nervous, but she knew she wanted to do
this more than anything else. A shock of pain went through her when he started
to push his dick into her body, but she closed her eyes and held onto his
biceps.