Lucien lifted her up effortlessly, placing her on the bed with a sense of possession that made Gemma's breath hitch. Her tiny shorts were no obstacle, he removed them easily leaving her bare beneath him.
Spreading her legs apart, he took a moment to admire the sight of her, his eyes glinting with hunger. Then, without hesitation, he dipped his head between her thighs, his lips claiming the most sensitive part of her.
Gemma gasped, her back arching off the bed as his tongue flicked and teased. Lucien groaned against her skin, the vibrations making her tremble. He switched between slow strokes and sharp, teasing flicks, driving her wild with anticipation.
Her hands found his hair, fingers in the dark strands as she moaned his name.
"Lucien!
He smirked against her, enjoying the way she melted for him. Then, with a growl, he sucked hard, making her cry out.
"You taste even better than I imagined," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Gemma could barely think. He was relentless, his tongue and lips working her with precision, drawing her closer to the edge with every stroke.
She tried to hold back, but when he nipped at her sensitive bud before soothing it with his tongue, the pleasure crashed over her like a wave. Her body tensed, her thighs squeezing around his head
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes!..y...yes!!! She screamed as she shattered beneath him.
Lucien licked his lips, watching her with satisfaction. But he wasn't done with her yet.
Lucien dragged her down until they were eye level on the bed. Gemma's chest rose and fell rapidly, her skin flushed, still recovering from the way he devoured her.
"Look at me," he commanded, his voice dark and demanding.
Gemma's eyes fluttered open, locking onto his. That single look was all the permission he needed. In one swift movement without warning, he slid inside her, stretching her inch by inch. A sharp gasp left her lips, her fingers clutching his arms as she struggled to take all of him.
"Too much?" Lucien chuckled darkly, gripping her hips and pushing even deeper. gripping her throat lightly, his thumb brushing over her pulse. "You can handle it."
His lips crashed against hers, hard and possessive, his tongue invading her mouth with the same dominance he had over her body.
Lucien didn't hold back. His thrusts were deep, relentless, each stroke driving her further into the mattress. Gemma's moans filled the room, her fingers clawing at his back, desperate to hold on.
""Ahhh… ohh… L-Lucien…"
! Luc—Lucien—ahh!" she gasped, her body trembling beneath him.
He smirked, gripping her waist tighter as he pushed deeper, claiming her completely. "You like that?" he growled against her ear.
"Y-yes! "Ahh! P-please... don't stop... ohhh!"don't stop!" she begged, her voice breaking between moans. "Oh, yes… yes! Fuuuuck! "Mmm… yes… just like that…"just like that!"
Her body arched, overwhelmed by pleasure as he kept pounding into her, his control unwavering.
"You belong to me, Gemma. Say it."
"I...be...belong...to...y....you
her fingers held the sheets like a lifeline. Each deep thrust sent her arching off the bed, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, desperate to ground herself against the overwhelming pleasure.
"Ahh—ahhh! L-Lucien… I—I c-can't…!" she gasped, her voice shaky, eyes fluttering shut as waves of ecstasy crashed over her.
Lucien's grip tightened around her wrists, pinning them above her head. "Yes, you can," he growled against her ear, his deep, commanding voice making her shudder.
She tried to speak, to beg for mercy, "F-fuuuh—ahh…!"
"Luci—ahh—can't—nghh…!"
"Mmnh—hahh—too much…!"
Her body betrayed her, hips rising to meet his every movement, her mind drowning in the intoxicating pleasure of his control.
"Look at me," Lucien ordered, his grip firm yet possessive.
Gemma forced her eyes open, locking onto his dark, burning gaze. She was completely at his mercy, and yet, she didn't want him to stop.
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Lucien drove into her harder, deeper, each thrust claiming her in ways she couldn't escape.
"So fucking good," he muttered, voice thick with raw hunger.
she clenched around him, sending sharp jolts of pleasure straight to his core. His grip tightened, fingers digging into her hips as he fought to stay in control.
But then she did it again, tightening around him like she was trying to break him.
Lucien's breathing turned sharp, "Fuck, Gemma" he groaned, He slammed into her harder, making her cry out. "You feel so fucking good. You were made for me."
Lucien paused for a second, gripping Gemma's waist before flipping her onto her back. His eyes burned with need as he spread her legs wide apart, exposing her to him completely.
Without hesitation, he lowered himself between her thighs and latched onto her, his tongue working her with deep, deliberate strokes.
"Ahh! Lucien!" Gemma screamed, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
Lucien smirked against her, his grip tightening on her thighs to hold her still."Stay still, sweetheart. Let me enjoy you."
She couldn't. She was falling apart.
Desperate for more, Gemma tangled her fingers in his hair, trying to push him down even further. "Please… don't stop," she gasped, her breath ragged, her thighs trembling around his head.
Lucien let out a low, satisfied growl, completely in control as he continued to devour her, determined to wreck her completely.
"Oh—oh—ahhh! Lucien—" she cried out, her nails clawing at his back, struggling to hold onto something, anything.
Lucien gripped her hips tighter, pulling her against him as he drove into her mercilessly. "You take me so damn well," he rasped, his voice thick with pleasure.
Her legs trembled, toes curling as the pleasure built, overwhelming her senses. "P-please—" she whimpered, unable to form words.
Lucien chuckled. "Please, what?" he taunted, slowing down just to hear her beg.
She let out a broken moan, desperate, needy. "Don't stop… please… I need—ahhh!"
And that was all he needed to hear. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head, and took her even harder.
I—I can't—ahh! I'm—" she gasped, her back arching off the bed as the pleasure consumed her.
"Cum for me," Lucien growled, his voice strained. And she did. His control slipping as her walls tightened around him.
With one last powerful thrust, he lost control. A deep groan escaped his lips as he buried himself inside her,his body shuddering from the force of it.
Their heavy breathing filled the room, Lucien smirked down at her, brushing his thumb over her swollen lips. "You look wrecked, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction.