His words seep into me, filling every hollow, every ache. I feel myself opening, giving in, letting go of every last barrier between us. My hand trembles as I reach up, touching his face, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips. “Lucian… I’m yours,” I whisper, the words a vow, a promise, a surrender.
His eyes darken with emotion, his lips parting slightly as if he’s absorbing the weight of my words. “Mine,” he murmurs, his voice low and reverent. He leans in, capturing my lips with a tenderness that makes my breath hitch. The kiss is soft at first, a gentle claiming, but it deepens quickly, igniting a fire between us that spreads with every touch. His hands move to my waist, strong and sure, pulling me closer as though he can’t stand the space between us.
“You have no idea how you undo me,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. “Your voice… Talia, it’s the way you speak to me, the way you say my name like it’s all that matters. I’d give everything to hear it forever.”
My breath catches as he trails kisses along my jaw, then lower, pausing at the hollow of my throat. His tongue flicks against my pulse point, drawing a soft gasp from me, and I arch into him. “And the fire in your eyes,” he continues, his voice rough with need. “It’s the fire that makes me believe I can conquer anything with you by my side.”
He pulls back slightly, his hands sliding up to cup my face. His thumbs trace my cheeks, his touch reverent. “And your touch,” he whispers. “The way you touch me, Talia. It sends electricity through me.”
His hands glide down my arms, his fingers lacing with mine for a moment before he shifts, lowering me gently onto the bed. The mattress gives beneath us, and his body follows, warm and solid against mine. His lips move down my neck, his breath hot against my skin, sending shivers through me as his hands explore with deliberate care.
“Talia,” he murmurs, his voice dropping to a growl as he gazes down at me, his eyes dark with both devotion and hunger. “I want all of you.” He presses his forehead to mine, his breath unsteady. “I want to feel every part of you. I want to feel my cock inside your mouth, make you mine in every way.”
His words ignite something inside me, and I nod, my cheeks flushing as heat blooms in my chest. Slowly, I slide my hands to his chest, feeling the strength of him beneath my palms, and push him gently onto his back. His breath catches, his gaze locked on mine, a mix of surprise and raw desire.