by J. E. Cluney
This piqued my interest as I shook my head.
“Like what?” I asked, finding my voice came out a little more breathy than I’d anticipated.
Lucas noted this with a side glance and a sly smile before he swallowed.
“Well in it, Jules rides the face of one guy while he gets teased torturously in the ass by another guy. You’ll just have to read it yourself,” he said with a shrug.
My mouth went dry at the thought of actually riding someone’s face. I’d not done that really. Sure, I’d gotten oral, but riding a face?
“Read the book, it’s worth it. She’s one hell of a talented writer. I think you’ll love her.” He chuckled as I tried to imagine how one would ride someone’s face. He sent me vivid images of me grinding down on his face, sending a flush of heat through my body. I clamped my legs shut, hating how I quivered at the thought.
“Relax, Cupcake. Dinner first. Then I can take care of you,” Lucas promised, his voice dipping low as his hand slid further up my thigh to tease me. I sucked in a breath as he just stroked my upper thigh instead, his fingertips leaving tempting tingles in their wake.
“You suck,” I growled, hating how my body was reacting.
Seriously, with everything that was going on? I guess it would help ease my worries.
“I don’t want you thinking about anything else tonight, okay? Just relax and let me distract you,” Lucas said as he moved his hand to dance up my stomach, trailing over my silky dress before slipping down inside the front of it.
“Really?” I groaned as his fingers eased under my bra and teased my already pebbled nipple with light flicks and swirls.
“What? I’m distracting you from your own thoughts,” he said innocently, but the wicked grin he wore as he focused on the road was anything but.
I ached at the tantalizing pressure over my nipples and groaned in frustration.
Well, two could play at this game.
I reached over, finding his already semi-hard length through his pants, and began stroking it, loving how it twinged beneath my fingers eagerly.
“Naughty minx,” he rasped as he changed his position in his seat to give me better access.
I smirked as I massaged him, feeling it buck and grow beneath my fingers.
“What? Am I distracting you from driving?” I asked breathlessly as I leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. He shivered as he sucked in a breath at my horrid teasing.
“You know I’m a warlock, right?” he ground out.
“What’s that got to do—” I gasped as a ripple of magic washed through me, and I moaned as the pleasure coiled up inside me instantly like an arrow ready to be fired.
“Asshole,” I hissed as I flopped back in my seat, my body aching and dripping with need.
He grinned wickedly as he released the steering wheel, causing me only a moment of distress before I realized the car was still driving straight.
He undid his seatbelt and mine, and the next thing I knew, I was magicked into the back of the car, the back seats folded down with pillows and a blanket spread out.
“Don’t tease if you don’t expect to see it through,” he growled out as he caged me in his arms, gazing down at me with a wicked look.
I stared up at him, smirking knowingly. I’d won. I found it was oddly comfortable stretched out in the back on the pillows, but my mind was focused on the gorgeous man covering my body with his.
“I thought we were doing dinner first?” I asked sweetly as I ran a finger down the side of his face.
“Mmm-hmmm,” he mumbled as he dove down to kiss my neck.
The heat was scorching through me now, every nerve ending aching and begging for more, the magic rippling through me with a tease of the pleasure to come.
My muscles twitched, and I knew my panties were slick with desire as he ground down against me, using one hand to hike my dress up.
“The car…” I mumbled as I closed my eyes, lost in the sweet sensations of his delicate kisses on the sweet spot where my shoulder and neck met.
“It’s magicked. It’ll get us there safely, and it’s warded, so anyone looking in will see a driver and passenger, nothing else.” He chuckled against my skin, the vibration making me jerk as another wave of heat pulsed through me.
His fingers grazed up my thigh, dragging over the skin as he nibbled on my shoulder.
I hooked one leg around his waist, forcing him down against me and moaning as he happily ground against me.
“You’ve been getting a little more aggressive when you’re turned on,” Lucas said, chuckling as my hands found his waistband and worked his belt free.
“I’m not good with torturous teasing,” I growled out as I got the button undone.
“Really? But I love seeing you squirming, all flustered because you want me,” he teased as he planted kisses along my jaw.
“That’s mean,” I pouted playfully while still massaging him through his pants.
He pulled back, giving me that lopsided, charming grin that made my stomach flutter with sheer love and affection.
“You’re so cute like that.” He sighed as he stroked my hair, gazing down at me with a heated yet tender look.
“Like what?” I arched a brow at him, trying to force his body back down against mine with my leg.
“All needy and hot.” His grin curved into a knowing smirk as I groaned.
“So, you want to try out that face grinding?” he asked, his lip quirking in hopeful anticipation.
I rolled my tongue along my bottom lip, nodding after a moment of deliberation.
“You’ll tidy us up for dinner, right?” I checked.
“Of course.” He snorted, as if the idea of walking into the restaurant clearly after sex wasn’t even an option.
I giggled as he rolled us over, and our clothes suddenly vanished, leaving our bare, warm skin pressing together.
I sighed at the feel of his heated body under me, and I ran my fingers over the pentagram tattoo on his left pec, tracing the intriguing design. I could feel the powerful magic emanating from it, and I bent down to kiss it sweetly, feeling a slight spark of energy tingle through my lips.
Lucas’ strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me up to meet his lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue expertly dove into my mouth, tasting me as he ground against me.
I quivered and moaned as his erection prodded my pelvic region, but he kept it angled away despite my attempts to grind down on him.
“You’re going to ride my face first, gorgeous,” he purred as he broke away, smiling wickedly at me.
I sucked my lip between my teeth, gasping as his fingers dug into my hips while he urged me to move into position.
I crawled over him, perching over his face as the muscles in my quads worked hard to keep me raised.
“Sit down now,” Lucas breathed, and the flood of warmth over my slick folds made me shiver.
“I’ve never—”
“Sit,” he instructed, and I obeyed, lowering myself so that his face was buried into me.
He nuzzled me, dragging his stubbly chin up and down, the harsh pressure to my clit making me jerk my head back.
My legs quivered as he continued to nuzzle me, and I moaned as he flicked his tongue out to taste me.
“You need to grind too, lovely. Ride me like a wild one.” He chuckled as he eased a hand up between my legs to tease my entrance.
I leaned forward to give him better access, my body tingling with desire as he continued to drag his tongue through my folds, even dipping it into my begging entrance.
I moaned softly at this, but it was not what I needed right now. I wanted to be filled properly.
He smirked beneath me as his fingers swirled around my slick folds, his other hand moving up awkwardly to pull the hood of my clit back.
I began grinding slowly as his tongue stroked and flicked my delicate pearl, his fingers dancing in a torturous tease around my wetness.
“Please,” I groaned as I ground down, hoping to fo
rce those fingers inside me.
‘As you wish,’ he said into my mind.
I arched back as one finger eased inside me before a second joined it.
He worked slowly at first, stretching me and feeling around, all while suckling and teasing my clit with delicious strokes.
Then he repositioned his hand, and those fingers found the perfect angle as I began to gasp and move against his face.
I moaned as I rode his face, reaching up to plant one hand on the ceiling of the vehicle as I relished all the blissful sensations exploding inside me.
Lucas was moaning too, and the surge of magic from his fingertips had me bucking and gasping as my finish closed in.
I could feel my three other mates taking delight in our fun, but I pushed them out of my mind, wanting to enjoy this moment with Lucas.
His tongue seemed to vibrate as he swiped it over my pearl, and I sucked in air as I let out soft cries of bliss.
Of course he was revving everything up with magic.
Did I expect anything less?
Any further thoughts were lost as I spasmed, crying out as the wave of sheer bliss engulfed me, every nerve ending igniting with an explosion of pleasurable sensations.
My vision blurred as the waves continued to roll over me, and Lucas lapped up every drop of my sweet release.
I panted as my body quivered, the sensations slowly dying down as I moved to crawl back down Lucas’ body.
He had other ideas though as he rolled us over, and I moaned in satisfaction as he eased his thick, pulsing length into my tight walls.
“You taste so sweet, and having you ride my face like that? It’s perfect,” he whispered as he kissed my neck.
I arched into him, allowing him to sink deeper inside me as his arms wrapped around me, taking control of our movements.
I dragged my nails down his back, loving the delighted moan he let out as he began thrusting harder and deeper.
I drove up to meet his thrusts, pleasure still rippling through me as his magic wormed its way through me to amplify all the sensations.
“I love you,” I rasped out, and those sweet lips littered kisses over my cheek before he caught my lips.
‘I love you too, Allison,’ he said, the wash of deep love flooding through me.
It was instantly followed by another intense wave of bliss that tore through me, and he swallowed up my cries as he moaned against my mouth, joining me in release.
We stayed wrapped up in one another’s arms, catching our breath.
I giggled softly before sighing and playing with his soft hair, loving the feel of his body melded against mine.
“I’ve never felt this strongly for anyone before,” he stated as he kissed my neck lazily. “Never loved like this.”
I smiled as a tingle coursed through me at his sincere words.
“Ever since we became bonded, you’re the only one I think about. I mean, sure, I get caught up with the guys too, but we’re all bound as well, and it’s our weird little thing, especially Skip. But you, you’re the only one I truly want.” He sighed as he relaxed, making sure not to put all his weight on me.
I peeked into his mind, loving his sweet words. He was worried I’d have the slightest doubt he still wanted his playboy lifestyle of being with other people, especially men, but that was over. He wanted only me now.
“I love you,” I said as I tightened my arms around him, my heart pulling at his silly worries. I knew he was my mate and that ever since we’d become mates, they’d all lost any possible attraction to others outside our group. We were mates, bound together, and all we needed was one another.
3
“I thought we were meant to have dessert after?” I joked as we were seated in the seafood restaurant.
“That? It was merely an appetizer. There’ll be a better dessert to come.” Lucas smirked and winked at me, causing me to roll my eyes and shake my head.
I eyed the menu, trying not to balk at the prices listed beside each item.
‘I’m paying,’ Lucas reminded me, which sent an instant wave of guilt through me.
I knew he wanted to be gentlemanly, but the prices were too much.
“Do they do some kind of reef and beef?” I murmured as I scanned the selection.
Lucas didn’t need to answer as I found the ribeye fillet with garlic prawns, creamy sauce, and chips, although it had a fancier name than the good old-fashioned reef and beef I was used to.
“Or surf and turf,” Lucas mused.
Right, or that.
I shifted in my seat, glad Lucas had magicked us clean and redressed us. Even my hair was put up in a bun, and better than when I’d first tried to put it up.
“Drinks?” Lucas asked, and I glossed over the cocktail menu.
I knew he wanted us to have something a bit more than a soft drink.
I cringed at the prices on the cocktails, and Lucas shook his head.
“Get whatever you want,” he stated firmly, giving me a tender smile.
“I’ll go with the fruit tingle,” I said after a few moments of deliberation.
“Good choice,” Lucas said as the waitress joined us.
He ordered our drinks and meals, and she gave us a wide smile, informing us the drinks would be back in a moment.
“So, any idea when Trish and Hayley are coming back?” Lucas asked, causing me to glance at my phone on the table.
“Nat said they’ll be back tonight to hang with us for a week, then Hayley will go back to her parents, while Trish will spend more time with me before she goes back home. They’ll drop them both off,” I shared. Natalie had sent me messages while I was getting ready to make sure it was all okay.
“So any news on this dagger?” I asked, but Lucas shook his head.
“Dad’ll let me know as soon as he knows anything. Besides, tonight, we’re going to try to only focus on us, on having a good time with no stress,” Lucas said as he reached over to rest his hand gently on top of mine where it sat on the table.
I smiled softly at his sweet touch and nodded.
“Easier said than done.” I sighed, and he just gave me a soft smile.
His eyes flicked to the side as the waitress returned with our drinks, and she set them down on the table for us.
Lucas smiled warmly at me as I took a sip of my cocktail.
The fruity mix was perfect, and I took a few more sips before setting it down.
We chatted about a few things, from books to magic, to our studies and assignments.
The food arrived quickly, and the conversation died as I dove into my meal—medium rare steak, garlic sauce with prawns, and a side of chips and salad. It was perfect, and I paced myself, wanting to enjoy the delicious meal as I watched Lucas eat his fancy pork meal. My salad was quite fancy, with a few slices of fruit and grapes added to it.
The presentation of both meals was over the top and fancy, but the quality was amazing.
I sipped my drink between mouthfuls of food, finding myself smiling. I hated to admit it, but I was a bit of lightweight, and the one cocktail was already making itself known. Then again, going by the flavor, it wasn’t a weak one.
Lucas ordered me another once my glass was empty, and I continued powering through my meal happily, savoring every bite.
By the time my plate was clean, I was sure my dress was going to pop.
“Good?” Lucas asked, sitting back in his seat and sipping a beer.
“Definitely.” I sighed as I rested my hands over my slightly bloated stomach. How I’d actually managed to eat the whole thing was beyond me.
“Want dessert?” he asked, and I arched a brow at him.
‘Actual dessert, I need to digest before we do anything,’ he said mentally with a snort, catching my drift.
“Not right now, I’m stuffed. Maybe an ice-cream from Baskin Robbins later though?” I suggested as I downed the last of my cocktail.
Lucas nodded as he beckoned the waitress over and got our bill sorted.
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p; Then he was rising up, helping me out of my seat and hooking his arm through mine.
I giggled, drawing in the cool night air as we stepped out of the restaurant.
“Feel like a walk on the beach to work off this food?” Lucas asked as he leaned over to kiss my cheek.
I couldn’t stop smiling as I nodded, and he led us over to the car parked in the street.
He held my door open as I climbed in, and I relaxed into the seat, feeling a bit tipsy despite my big meal. Guess both cocktails had been fairly strong, but they’d wear off soon enough.
The contented feeling I was left with right now was welcome though.
Lucas clambered into the driver’s side, and then we were off, heading down some side streets to reach the beach.
“Do you ever miss the Coast?” he asked as we drove.
“Sometimes the shops and fast-food, since we don’t get that up on the mountain,” I admitted. “But that’s it.”
I certainly didn’t miss my wretched aunt and cousin.
Hell, I didn’t even know if they still lived down here.
We drove in a comfortable silence, the soft pop music a pleasant addition as I gazed out the window.
Lucas pulled into a small, quiet carpark by some closed shops, and he hurried around to help me out.
I slid my heels off and left them in the car, while Lucas removed his shoes as well.
He smiled, taking my hand in his as he led me up the sandy path and over the crest. My feet sunk into the cool sand, and I wiggled my toes as we stood at the top of the crest, the soft breeze playing with a few strands of hair that had fallen loose and making pinpricks break out across my skin.
The crashing waves were calming as I gazed out at the darkened ocean, the white foam standing out in the darkness. No one else was on this stretch of beach, and Lucas led me down to the water. I giggled as I sunk into the soft sand, struggling through it until we reached the damper, hard sand before the water.
I dipped my toes in it, finding it was a little too cold for my taste. Lucas stepped into the shallow water, sighing as he turned and began leading me up the beach. I moved to his other side so that I could use him as a windbreak and avoid the cool water nipping at my toes.
We didn’t speak, instead, we just enjoyed one another’s presence in the relaxing environment as we trudged along the sand. I gazed down at the shells by my feet, spying the odd crab scurrying madly across the sand from our sudden presence.