Lysaa’s POV
His gaze raked over me, and I felt heat explode everywhere his eyes lingered. It was as if he were touching me with his stare alone, and my heart pounded wildly in my chest.
“You’re perfect,” he murmured, his voice rough with awe.
He reached behind me, his fingers deftly unhooking my bra, and I let it fall away. With just as much ease, he slid my panties down my legs, baring myself completely to him. For a moment, he just stared, his eyes darkening further as he took in every inch of me.
The intensity of his gaze made my cheeks heat up, and I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling suddenly self-conscious. “Stop looking at me like that,” I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s embarrassing.”
Lorien’s lips curved into a wicked grin. “Like what?” he teased, leaning in so his breath brushed against my ear. “You’re so beautiful, beloved. It would be a crime not to admire the piece of art that you are. I want to burn every piece of you into my memory. Every last one.”
Before I could respond, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to my neck, planting soft, lingering kisses along my skin. His lips were warm and smooth, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as he moved lower, leaving little hickeys in his wake.
I tried to muffle my sounds, biting my lip to keep from crying out, but small moans escaped my lips anyway. Each kiss, each touch, sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, and the heat between my legs grew more intense with every passing second.
Lorien seemed to sense my growing impatience because he slowed his pace, taking his time as he kissed his way down to my chest. He cupped my breasts gently, his thumbs brushing over my sensitive nipples, and I gasped, arching into his touch.
The more he touched me, the more I wanted him. My body felt like it was on fire, and I could barely think past the haze of desire clouding my mind.
Eventually, I reached my limit.
“Lorien,” I gasped, my voice breathless and shaky. “I can’t wait anymore.”
He pulled back just enough to look at me, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. “Impatient, are we?”
I shot him a half-hearted glare, but before I could say anything, he reached for the buttons on his shirt and began to undo them, one by one.
My eyes were glued to him as he shrugged off the shirt, revealing smooth, pale skin stretched over lean, powerful muscles. His abs were defined, his chest broad, and every inch of him looked like it had been sculpted by a master artist.
I reached out, unable to resist, and ran my hands over his chest, caressing the warm, smooth skin. I could feel the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips, and it sent a thrill through me.
My hands moved lower, tracing the ridges of his abs, until I reached the waistband of his pants. I hesitated for a moment, glancing up at him to make sure this was okay, and he nodded, his eyes dark with desire.
I undid his belt and tugged his pants down, my breath catching as I noticed the very prominent bulge straining against his underwear. My cheeks burned, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away.
With Lorien’s help, I slipped his pants off completely, and then, with a shaky breath, I slid down his underwear.
And there they were.
His cocks.
I stared, wide-eyed, as they sprang free, standing proudly in front of me. The first one looked relatively normal, except for the thick knot at the base. It was a pretty pink color, and the tip was red and wet with precum. Just looking at it sent a surge of electricity straight to my core.
But it was the second one that really caught my attention.
It was bigger, darker, with bumps all around it and a clear opening at the tip. I swallowed hard, completely intrigued by the sight of it.
Lorien seemed to notice my curiosity because he raised a brow and asked, “Do you want to touch them?”
I hesitated, unsure, but he gently took my hand and guided it toward his cocks.
I wrapped my fingers around the ovipositor first, marveling at how thick and soft it felt in my hand. It was so big that I could barely close my fingers around it, and the bumps against my palm sent a strange, pleasant thrill through me. I couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel inside me.
I gave it a tentative stroke, and Lorien inhaled sharply, his body tensing under my touch. Encouraged by his reaction, I moved my hand to his other cock and began stroking that one as well.
Lorien let out a low, rumbling growl, and I felt a surge of heat through our bond, mirroring the desire I was feeling.
The more I stroked him, the harder it became to control my breathing. I could feel the pleasure radiating off him, and it fed my own arousal, making my body ache with need.
Precum leaked from the tip of his cock, and I swirled my thumb over it, teasing him just a little.
That was when Lorien let out a deep, guttural growl and gently took my hand away.
“I can’t wait anymore,” he said, his voice rough and thick with lust.
Lorien’s eyes gleamed with hunger, dark and intense as he loomed behind me. The air between us seemed to crackle with electricity, and I felt my whole body heat up under his gaze.
“Get on your hands and knees for me, Lysaa,” he said, his voice low and commanding, laced with that dominant edge that made my core clench. “Your ass facing me.”
A shiver ran down my spine at the sheer authority in his voice, and without even thinking, I obeyed, lowering myself onto all fours. My heart pounded wildly in my chest, my breath ragged as I positioned myself for him, my thighs trembling with anticipation.
“Spread your legs,” he growled, and the heat in his voice made my stomach twist with desire.
I did as he said, parting my legs, and immediately felt the cool air brush against the slick wetness between my thighs.
A low, appreciative growl rumbled in Lorien’s chest as he watched me. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel him-his presence, his heat, the weight of his gaze as it roamed over my body.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. His hands were on me then, sliding up my thighs, strong and warm. I shivered under his touch as his claws lightly grazed my skin.
And then, without warning, he thrust two fingers deep inside my pussy.
A gasp tore from my lips as his thick fingers slipped inside me with ease, the sudden intrusion making my walls clench around him. He started moving them right away, thrusting at a steady, relentless pace that had me gasping and writhing beneath him.
“Look at you,” Lorien growled, his voice rough and dripping with satisfaction. “You’re already so wet for me. Are you eager to take my cock, little fire? Do you want to feel me fill you up?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, my voice breathless and shaky as pleasure rippled through me. His fingers curled inside me, finding that sensitive spot that made my toes curl, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my throat.