Queen of Night (Thorne Hill 6) - Page 79

“Your warding,” Lucas starts. “You’ve cast them specifically to keep anyone who wishes you harm away. Does it work for archangels too?”

“I have no idea. If it did, then it would be a good way to know if Lucifer really had good intentions or not, right?”

“Right.”

“What do you think?” I tip my head up and look at my handsome husband, heart fluttering when I think about how ready Lucas was to defend me, to fight to his death against the fucking devil. “Do you trust him?”

“I don’t trust anyone besides you and Eliza,” he says. “Though…I don’t feel like he was lying. I don’t know either.”

“You’re supposed to know everything.” I roll over and hook my leg over his. “You’re the old wise one in this relationship. I expect you to have all the answers to all my questions.”

Lucas laughs. “Then I’m sorry to disappoint. Can I do anything to make up for it?” He slips his hands down over my stomach. I close my eyes and wiggle closer.

“Hmmm…I’m not sure, but you can try.” Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I tip my head up to his. In a swift movement, he brings me on top of him, hands going to my breasts. I’m wearing one of his t-shirts and underwear, and that’s it. I rock my hips against him, feeling his cock harden beneath me. Desire quickly sweeps through me, and I push myself back, pulling his sweatpants down as I move toward the foot of the bed.

Lucas groans as I take his big cock in my hands, and I flick my gaze up, looking him right in the eye before bringing my lips to his cock, slowly sucking at the tip. His hand lands on the back of my head, keeping my mouth against him as I continue to suck him off. Lucas pulls on my hair, and the slight pain turns me on even more. He’s close to coming so I slow down, flicking my tongue over the tip of his cock. His grip on my hair tightens even more, and he bucks his hips, desperate for me to keep going. Fuck, teasing him like this is fun.

I take him all the way in my mouth again, sucking hard only to pull back and torture him with gentle movements, driving him crazy. He brings his other hand to my head, pushing me against him. Before Lucas, I had never been with anyone remotely dominate. We don’t have a dom and sub relationship, but Lucas knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to go for it.

And being bossed around in the bedroom is a turn-on for me. Because Lucas has been a world of firsts for me, and not just in the bedroom. He was the first man I could be myself around who wasn’t afraid of my powers. The first who not only wasn’t intimated by what I could do but was turned on by it. Lucas knows I could incinerate him with just one spell, and he loves me for it.

Cupping his balls in one hand, I speed up my movements, not stopping until he comes. Unlike a human male, who biologically needs a moment to recover before coming again, vampires are ready to go right away. I sit up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, and Lucas flips me over, pulling my underwear off and moving between my legs to return the favor.

And—fuck—he does.

I come twice before he moves up, pushing that big cock into me. Curling my legs around his waist, he rocks me into oblivion, and we come at the same time only a moment later. I rake my fingers down his back, eyes fluttering shut. Lucas slowly pulls out and lies next to me, covering us with the sheet. I’m hot and sweaty and ready to pass out—and then my phone rings.

It’s Evander this time, and Lucas answers for me.

“Hello?” he says into the phone.

“Oh, Lucas,” Evander’s voice comes through the speaker. “Is Callie around?”

“She’s naked in bed next to me, worn out from making love.”

I swat my hand at Lucas. “Seriously?” I say. “Give me the phone.”

Lucas laughs and hands me the phone, lying back down next to me and kissing my neck. “Hey, Evander. What’s going on?”

“Apparently not as much as what’s going on at your place.”

“Hah. But true. I am in bed with Lucas.”

“Gross, Callie. I don’t need that visual.”

“Oh please, we both know you like the thought of Lucas naked,” I tease. “But I licked him so he’s mine.”

“Are you trying to make me throw up my coffee?”

“How close am I?”

“Close enough to me coming over and drinking the rest of your morning sickness potion.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” I say, trying not to laugh.

“Keep up with the unnecessary details and I’ll be there.”

“So, you don’t want me to send you pictures?”

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