Dalakis Passion 2 - Lucian's Delight by N.J. Walters

every hair on her body was standing on end and she was
poised to explode. Pushing her neck closer to him, she offered herself to him.
Instinctively, she knew he needed something from her, but would not take it without
her approval.
"Take what you need." Her voice was barely a whisper, but it was enough.
His teeth pierced her flesh, making her arch even harder towards him. There was a
burning at her throat that went straight to her breasts and her pussy. Moaning, she
arched her head back even further as Lucian continued to suckle.
Her body was on fire with a need that was more than sexual. She could feel his
fingers wrapped around her hands, keeping them stretched over her head. His other
hand gently cupped her chin, keeping her head tilted. He loomed over her, his mouth
firm on her neck. She could feel every inch of her body responding to him.
Suddenly, she came in a rush of pleasure so sweet that it hardly seemed real.
Convulsing, she rode the orgasm to the end and then melted into the mattress. Her
entire body felt relaxed, as she drifted in a haze. She felt Lucian release her arms, but it
was too much trouble to move them, so they stayed raised above her head.
Lucian's tongue lapped over her neck and then she felt him kiss her lips. Gently, he
lowered her arms back down by her body and lifted her until her face was against his
chest. She nuzzled closer, wanting to get closer to the heat radiating from him. He
supported her neck and head as he urged her to drink. Delight tried to make sense of it,
but she was so tired and started to drift off.
"Drink." His voice was more insistent now and she started to speak, to tell him to
let her sleep.
Then she tasted it.
Warm and rich and slightly salty, her tongue lapped at the liquid as her entire body
buzzed with renewed arousal. This was delicious. Like nothing she'd ever tasted before.
Wanting more, she opened her mouth and sucked hard. Liquid rushed into her mouth
and she swallowed with a satisfied moan.
"Enough." Delight could hear Lucian, but she didn't want to listen to him. How
could he give her something this delightful and not let her drink her fill? His laughter
was dark and sensual as he pried her mouth from his chest. "Enough for now."
His eyes seemed to pierce her very soul as he watched her. "Close it with your
tongue." Not really knowing what she was doing, she ran her tongue over his flesh,
whimpering when she got another taste of him.
Lucian gripped her head in his hands and held her gaze with his. "You will not
remember this in the morning."
That didn't seem right to her. "Yes, I will."
Her stubbornness seemed to amuse him further. "No, you won't." He shifted so
that he was standing back between her legs. "But you will remember this."
Bending down, his tongue stroked the wet folds of her labia, up one side and down
the other. Arousal flared hot once again as Delight arched her hips up to his mouth. She
felt lethargic and wanton spread out before him. For the first time in her life, she felt
powerful and sexy.
Taking her hands, he wrapped them around the backs of her legs, behind her knees.
Pushing her legs as wide as they would go, he held his hands over hers for a moment
before letting go. "Spread yourself for me."
Delight forced her legs wider. Her earlier aches and pains were gone. She felt
wonderful, but she needed more from him. Her eyes went to his throbbing cock. It
looked so red and almost raw and the blue veins that ran up and down the sides looked
almost painful. She wanted it buried in her pussy. All of it.
His warm breath caressed her swollen flesh before his tongue flicked at her clit. But
he left her immediately and moved his head towards her breasts. Her legs started to
close around him to keep him where she wanted him.
"If you want me to pleasure you, then you have to keep your legs spread for me."
He blew on one of her nipples, making it bead even tighter. "Now, open them wide."
Delight not only spread her legs wide, she arched up and rubbed her