🥵AUTHOR POV🥵.

Lucian was not one to kneel for anyone, but there he was, on his knees, pleasuring her. His head buried in her thigh, each thrust of his tongue rewarded with a moan from her. Her moans were like music to his ears. Each moan was like a sweet melody to his ears, fueling his desire to please her even more.

"Me vuelves tan loco, love!" he growled, his voice filled with a mix of passion and longing. (You drive me so fucking crazy, love).

He sucked her dry, trailing kisses from her thigh up to her neck.

His gaze was intense as he slowly loosened her robe, allowing it to gracefully fall onto the table. His eyes fixated on her hardened, rosy nipple, causing his tongue to instinctively wet his lips. As he kissed her neck, he gently squeezed her breasts, savouring their softness in his hands before taking them into his mouth.

A low, primal growl escaped his lips as he sucked, bit, and teased her nipples, alternating between each one. The sensations sent waves of pleasure coursing through her bo