Aria
I help Lucas tug off his pants, my hands trembling slightly from anticipation as I climb on top of him. My fingers work on his briefs next, sliding them down to reveal him in all his glory. We’re both naked now, and I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face when I see him-thick and already painfully hard. And I haven’t even touched him yet.
He watches me with hooded eyes, his voice a husky growl. “So, how are you going to punish me, my lady?”
A smug grin tugs at my lips as my hand wraps around his cock. The second I start stroking him, his head tips back, and a guttural groan escapes his throat, raw and desperate. He sounds like an animal, wild and unrestrained.
“Fuck… fuck… ahh… Aria,” he gasps, his chest heaving.
I bite my lip, savoring the way my touch drives him insane. His reactions are intoxicating. The tension in his body, the way he grips the sheets, the way he groans-it’s all for me.
“Faster,” he growls, his knuckles white as he clutches the sheets.
I oblige, my hand moving in quicker, tighter strokes. I focus on the slit of his cock, rubbing circles around it before massaging his length. The noises he’s making-deep, guttural moans-are doing something to me. It’s overwhelming.
When I let go, he groans loudly, his hand snapping to my waist, gripping me tightly. “Why did you stop?” he demands, his voice a low, dangerous growl.
Instead of answering, I position him beneath me and sink down onto him slowly, savoring every inch as I start to grind. My hips move in slow, deliberate circles, teasing him.
“Fuck… you’re killing me, Aria,” he grits out, his fingers digging into my hips. “Go faster. Come on.”
I smirk down at him, leaning closer. “Uh-uh. This is a punishment, remember?”
His lips twitch into a dark smile. “You don’t forget, do you?”
Before I can respond, he flips me onto my stomach in one swift motion, leaving my ass raised in the air. My protest dies in my throat as his palm comes down hard against my ass. The sharp sting makes me yelp, and I instinctively arch higher, presenting myself to him.
“You’ve been a naughty girl, teasing me like that,” he growls.
I turn my head, glancing at him with a teasing smile. “So, what are you going to do about it?”
His response is another sharp slap to my ass, making me whimper. His hands slide around to cup my breasts, squeezing them firmly. I cry out, pressing my ass back against his hardness, desperate for more.
“Lucas,” I moan, unable to hold back.
“What is it, Aria?” he murmurs against my neck, his lips brushing my skin.
“Just fucking do it already,” I beg, my voice trembling.
He chuckles darkly, his breath hot against my ear. “Do what? Tell me what you want.”
I grit my teeth, hating how smug he sounds. “Just fuck me already.”
His laugh sends shivers down my spine. “If I do that, it wouldn’t be much of a punishment, would it? I’d enjoy it too much.”
Before I can respond, he positions himself at my entrance, the head of his cock teasing me as he grips my hips tightly.
I moan, trying to press back against him, but he slaps my ass again, harder this time. “I don’t care anymore. Just do it!”
He laughs, low and wicked. “Your wish is my command.”
Without another word, he thrusts into me, filling me completely. A guttural moan tears from my throat as he starts to move, slow and deliberate, each stroke sending jolts of pleasure through me.
“Fuck… you’re so tight, baby,” he groans, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling me back against him. His other hand holds my waist firmly, controlling every movement as he circles his hips, keeping his strokes deep and unrelenting.
I’m losing it. He’s going too slow. “Faster… harder,” I moan.
His grip on my hair tightens. “If you say so,” he growls. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”
He presses me down further, arching my back and raising my ass higher. When he thrusts back into me, it’s harder, deeper, hitting the perfect spot with every stroke. The force of his movements sends shocks through my body, and I can’t stop the cries spilling from my lips.
“Lucas… I’m gonna cum,” I whimper, feeling the tension coiling tight in my core.
“Not yet,” he commands, his voice firm. His fingers find my clit, circling it expertly while he keeps pounding into me.
I scream, the pleasure unbearable. “Lucas, please!”
“Cum for me, baby,” he whispers darkly, pressing harder against my clit.
The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, leaving me trembling violently as he continues to fuck me through it. His groans grow louder, and moments later, he follows, spilling inside me as his body shudders against mine.
I collapse onto the bed, utterly spent, and he falls beside me, pulling me close. His breath is hot against my neck as he whispers, “That’s what happens when you tease me, Aria.”
I bury my face in Lucas’s chest, purring, “Maybe I should tease you more often.”
He chuckles, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my cheek. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, planting a kiss on my forehead. “I just can’t get enough of you.”
I can’t help but smile as I snuggle deeper into him. His scent…woodsy and masculine, wraps around me like a cozy blanket. It’s intoxicating, like a drug I didn’t know I needed, and honestly, I could stay here forever, wrapped up in his arms.
He strokes my hair gently, pulling me closer, as if I might suddenly bolt for the door. Not happening, buddy. This is my happy place.
The peace and quiet lull me into a blissful haze, but of course, my overthinking brain has to ruin it. Tomorrow. Tomorrow we leave the ship, and all this cozy perfection becomes a memory.
“Aria,” his deep voice snaps me out of my spiral.
“Yeah?” I tilt my head up to look at him. His hair’s all ruffled. Damn, how does he manage to look so ridiculously sexy without even trying?
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” he asks, his brow furrowing. “Your heartbeat’s racing.”
I let out a sigh, my gaze dropping for a second before meeting his piercing eyes. “It’s just… tomorrow,” I mumble. “I’m….”
“Scared?” he cuts in softly. “Is that it?”
I nod, biting my lip. “What are we going to do?”
“I’ll speak to my dad,” he says, like it’s the easiest thing in the world.
“Lucas, he hates me.”
“Then I’ll tell him that if he doesn’t accept you as my mate, I’ll leave.”
I blink, stunned. “Wait, what? Are you serious?”
“Dead serious.” His tone is calm, steady-like he’s already decided and there’s no going back. “If he can’t accept us, then we’ll leave. We’ll move somewhere far away, just the two of us.”
“Lucas…” My voice falters. He makes it sound so simple, but I know what leaving his family would mean for him. “Are you sure?”
“I am,” he says firmly, brushing his lips against mine. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll go talk to him first.”
I nod, feeling a flicker of hope. “I’ll go back to the Full Moon Pack and end things officially in front of the alpha. I’m over them. I’m over that fucking pack.”
Lucas lets out a sigh, pulling me closer again like he’s shielding me from the world. “Don’t worry, baby. Everything’s going to be alright.”
I nod again, this time praying silently to the Moon Goddess. Please, let everything be alright tomorrow. Because if it’s not… well, at least I’ll have Lucas. And right now, that feels like enough.