Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) by Amelia Hutchins

“Wrap your arms around me,” he ordered.

I did, too mentally exhausted to argue with him. Lucian gripped my hips painfully, using them to lift and move my body. I lowered my head against his shoulder, hating him for making me respond to his. He traced soft kisses against my shoulder and groaned as my body shuddered from pain.

“Come for me, Lena,” he growled, and I trembled around him.

He lifted my face, and I opened my mouth as the most intense orgasm of my life rocked through me. The scream ripped from my lungs, filling the room as my pussy clamped down on him, causing him to grunt while he watched me shatter. The room spun around us, and light exploded behind my eyes. My vision swam with a kaleidoscope of sparks and colors that momentarily blinded me.

“Fucking hell,” Lucian grunted, holding me in the pleasure his body gave me. His hands released my face, lowering to my hips as I lifted my feet flat on the bed, shoving him down onto the ruined mattress.

I bounced on his cock, using my feet to reach the tip before dropping and rocking as I lifted back to the bulbous head. He watched me, sitting up, resting on his elbows while he thrust up, meeting my every downward stroke as I fucked him hard and slow.

I dropped forward, claiming his mouth hungrily, and he groaned, pushing his tongue past my lips to duel against mine. Lucian rolled us without warning, fucking me hard and fast as I fell into another earth-shattering orgasm that had tears of relief flowing. His galaxy-filled depths held my stare prisoner as he pumped his hips, faster, harder, with no mercy as my arousal coated his length.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Lena. I could spend an eternity watching you come for me. Do you understand?”

“Shut up and move, asshole,” I demanded hoarsely, my throat destroyed from Lucian fucking it and screaming my orgasm until the glass shattered. Lucian smirked, lowering his mouth to my puckered nipple, biting it hard enough to make me cry out. He chuckled against my breast, lifting his head to glare at me.

“Shut the fuck up and come for me. Do you have any idea how fucking hard I’ve been, knowing that you’re in my bed, drenched with a swollen clit? Do you think you’re alone in this torture? I almost demolished my entire club because staying away from you has been a fucking nightmare, woman. Now come for me because I need you sore and fucking wrecked for putting me through that shit.”

“Whose fault is that?” I whimpered as Lucian pushed my knees up against my shoulders, peering down at where we were joined.

“Damn, you burn so hot for me, Magdalena,” he growled, pulling out of my core to descend on it with his mouth. I howled as he sucked on my clit, flicking it with his tongue until everything within me broke apart. His thumb replaced his lips, and he groaned against my pussy as he lapped against it greedily. “Bloody hell, you taste like heaven on my tongue.”

“Lucian,” I moaned, using my legs to flip him onto his back, settling myself on his mouth. He growled, watching me as I writhed, grinding onto his tongue that speared into me. The noises he made sounded like he was drinking me as he fucked me with his mouth. It set off a chain reaction, and my wings snapped free as I exploded. “Fuck! Fucking hell, you bastard.”

Lucian laughed, staring into my eyes as I tried to lift free. He gripped my hips, using them to force me back down as he made inhuman noises while flicking his tongue inside of me. When he finally lifted my body, I stared down at the arousal coating his mouth with wide eyes as he slid me along his muscular frame, forcing me down until his thickness entered me violently.

Lucian smiled as I lowered my mouth, jutting my tongue out to taste my arousal on his lips. I was so engrossed in the kiss that I didn’t notice the weightlessness as we floated in the air. The entire room lost gravity, scattering the debris from my tantrum as it drifted around us. I gasped when my back touched the ceiling, placing my hands against it.

Lucian simply placed his hands on either side of my head, trapping me there as he fucked me harder. My mouth crashed against his, and I whimpered at the intensity as he slammed his cock deep into my body, driving yet another orgasm through my system.

“You’re my home, Lena.”

“And you’re mine, Lucian,” I whispered, watching him pull away from my lips to stare at me. “I love you, I always have.”

“Remember that.” He studied my face as he slowed his movements, tensing and moaning with his release. “You’re home to me. I can’t breathe without you, Magdalena. You’re my fucking air, and without you, I will destroy everything. You’re not out of trouble, though. You do not know what you did.”

“I’m sorry for leaving,” I admitted. “I didn’t know Erie would take me away from here.”

“If Lucifer had gotten to you….” His words trailed off, but I’d caught the emotion in his tone. “You can’t do that again. You have no idea what the fuck is at stake.”

“Then tell me. Make me understand, Lucian.”

“I can’t,” he growled, and I clasped onto him as we slowly floated back to the bed while gravity returned.

“Because you don’t trust me? I have given you no reason not to trust me.”

“You won’t stop going to Lucifer, Lena. You put yourself in danger every time you go to him.”

“I am not going to him, asshole. He’s pulling me to him. He has done it without me even being in stasis. I don’t know how to stop him from taking me to him,” I argued.