Lucian's Point Of View
My lips crashed onto hers before the words even formed in my head. There was no thought, no hesitation… just need, pure and primal. My tongue pushed past her lips, tangling with hers in a deep, wet kiss that had her melting against me.
Her taste… sweet, salty, uniquely hers exploded on my tongue, and I groaned into her mouth, my hands gripping her hips like she was the only thing anchoring me to reality. Every nerve in my body was alive, electric, demanding more.
I pulled back, just enough to whisper against her swollen lips, my voice a low, rough growl.
"Princess…" My fingers traced the curve of her waist, sliding down to cup her ass, squeezing just hard enough to make her gasp. The sound sent another wave of heat through me. "I'm still hard."
Her eyes widened, dark and glazed with pleasure, her cheeks flushed from the first round. The sight of her… disheveled, breathless, utterly undone only made the ache worse.
