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No. That was all him. Just me, letting myself imagine what it was like to really see the hard length I’d felt underneath me.

Fuck it.“You could, you know."The words were out, hanging between us like a physical being, sucking up all the air."If you thought it’d make things even.”

Lucian made no reply. He was no longer smiling, either.

Well, in for a penny…

“I asked for your cock in my mouth when you had to say no. I could make it up to you,” I offered. “In the interest of fairness.”

“Careful, love.”

That was all he said. Not exactly a no. I could see a muscle in his jaw tic as his eyes focused on my lips.

I didn’t think I wanted to be careful.“It would make me feel better if we were even.”

“Even,” he repeated.

I got to my feet, emboldened. “You made me feel very good with your hands, and by letting me rub myself against your cock.”

One step, then another, and I was on my knees, right in front of his lap.

Never mind a prince, he looked like a fucking god, with the cold fire dancing in his eyes.

I took my time with his belt, and his zipper, keeping my gaze on my work, because looking directly at him was too much.

Holy fuck.

The cock I freed from his pants was just as perfect as the rest of him, huge and girthy, and impossibly hard.

I was a witch. Most festivals in the wheel of the year came with a certain degree of magic that made every single paranormal creature on the planet horny. I’d seen plenty of cocks. None like this. I wasn’t even sure how to work this thing.

“Well?” Lucian prompted, bringing his right hand around the base of the beautiful shaft. It should be used to model every dildo in the world. “Too much for you, little witch? It’s fine if you lose your nerve.”

The challenge in his amused tone and the crook of his eyebrow was the only reason I could justify what I did next. Hands on the armrest, eyes fixed on his, I parted my lips, opening wide, and took the entire tip in my mouth. I flicked my tongue at it, feeling my insides clench.

Lucian’s eyes burned right into my soul, but I kept looking at him.

I didnotlose my nerve.

I tucked my tongue behind my bottom teeth and let the shaft in, relaxing my jaw as I took as much as I possibly could. Not all of it—that would have been impossible—but my lips met his fist. Then I sucked in my teeth, and worked the shaft back out.

Lucian’s hand left his cock and slipped to my head, threading through my hair, holding on lightly. He wanted to control this. To my surprise, I wanted to let him. No one knew how he liked to be sucked more than him, and I wanted to give him just what he needed. His moves were shallow at first, barely lifting his hips, scarcely pushing my face down into his lap, but soon, he was on his feet, thrusting into my throat, hard enough to make me gag.

“Fuck,” he grunted, letting go, and withdrawing his cock.

The moment it was out of my throat, I rasped, “Don’t stop,” and brought my mouth around it again.

I couldn’t bear for him to end this. He was so close to losing it, and I was the one undoing the great Lucian Regis. I was dying to see him, feel him come apart because of me. I’d never felt more powerful.

Lucian swore the name of a dozen gods as I swallowed his cock over and over, my fingers digging into his muscular ass, my core on fire, my pussy tightening each time he thrust in, begging for the same attention my throat was getting.

Soon. Very soon. I needed him to come in my throat, and then, I needed this gorgeous, hard cock all over again between my legs.

It feltnecessary. I was completely clearheaded today, not driven by any potion or spell, and yet, just as desperate as I had been last night.

Finally,finally, he grunted, and slick warmth slid into my throat.

Lucian remained inside my mouth for a whole minute before withdrawing. Even completely spent, his cock was so fucking gorgeous. I wonder how long it’d take for him to get hard enough to slam it into my pussy.