Braelyn’s POV
My breath punched out of as Lucien dragged back onto his lap.
One second I was standing, the next his arm was locked around my waist, iron and fire, pulling flush against him. My back hit his chest, hard enough to make gasp. Heat bled through the thin barrier of fabric between us, his body was unyieldingly possessive.
I yelped my fingers curling on the edges of his suit. Fear struck at once, noticing how dark his eyes were, as if he were teetering on the edge.
His scent wrapped around a chaotic mix of whisky, smoke, sothing dark and unmistakably him. My heart slamd wildly as it started to race once that evil smirk that was out to wreck graced his lips. I knew he could feel it.
His fingers ca under my chin, lifting my face with deliberate slowness. Not gentle nor was his touch rough either. His fingers carried a controlled precision digging into my chin like he was containing sothing violent just beneath the surface.
I swallowed and shuddered from the cold intensity of his gaze. His breath fanned slowly against the shell of my ears then a devious voice sneaked in carrying jolts through my spine that frightened and yet sothing twisted started to brew in my stomach that made clench my legs
"Tell ," he murmured against my ear with a low voice, "why were you acting so naughty tonight?"
My heartbeat jumped violently, skipping a traitorous beat, and my grip tightened on his shirt. I struggled to find the words. His gaze looked like he could literally gobble up.
"Do you know what you were doing?" he tilted my chin higher. "Or were you just asking to be punished, Viper?"
His cold voice spat in barely restrained anger. I haven’t seen him this mad before. My head scread as I darted around trying to find an escape.
He noticed my micro expression and pulled closer. His teeth playfully dug into the tips of my ears. I whimpered, then shot him a glare that imdiately lted once I t those icy hazel eyes, which were still mad at .
I forced out a laugh trying to hide the fact that I was completely shaken by him
"Naughty?" I breathed, the word barely holding together as it left my lips.
A smirk curved at the corner of my mouth, mirroring his expression. Our eyes mirrored each other. He leaned down, our breaths mingled with our noses brushing. He didn’t let go of my chin.
"You tell ," he murmured, with his eyes filled with amusent as he watched every micro reaction. Watching how he affected . "Do you even know what you were doing tonight?"
His voice slid down my spine like chilled tal. My pulse jumped erratically, heat pooling low in my belly despite the tension coiling tight in my chest.
"I was ending the eting," I said softly, though my fingers fisted in his shirt as if on instinct. "It worked."
A low sound left him. It was a laugh, half amusent, half anger.
"You let another man think he could touch you. You danced to his music Viper." His breath brushed my skin. "That’s what you did."
My lips parted before I could stop myself. Touch what’s mine, unsaid but heavy between us. I wasn’t his but this twisted feeling of being wanted even though it was by the wrong man, the wrong Volkov.
"And that’s what you’re angry about?" I asked, turning my head slightly, close enough that my lips almost grazed his jaw. To tease him back.
His arm tightened instantly.
"Careful, Viper."
My body pressed back into him, betraying . Fear crawled through , yes but there was sothing else. Excitent and curiosity curled around it. That twisted feeling made react in ways I shouldn’t. Like hell I shouldn’t be sitting on my husband’s uncle’s lap
It was wrong but it felt right. "I am not scared of you Lucien...I did you a favour." I taunted back. He sucked in a breath.
Lucien let go of my jaw and grabbed my thighs parting them and pulling against him. My legs were parted across his waist. My core is close to the tallic buckle of his belt. He wasn’t hard yet but I could still feel that size. My eyes went wide a flicker of fear travelled through them
He hissed and his voice ca out as a low growl. "You should be mad.." that sent shivers down my spine. I had really crossed the line.
"A second more I would have done sothing we would both regret. Don’t push , Braelyn. If not, this twisted ga will end, and I will show what true obsession is like..." He threatened, my toes curled with my breath going ragged
Yes, I was afraid. Like hell he scared but that madness.
That possessive tendency...the obvious obsession. The primal cravings that filled his eyes drove nuts. I had never felt sothing like that and I almost said he should show what he ant
But I knew I would regret that. It wasn’t just an obsession but madness. A very unhealthy feeling that would only destroy
Raphael was right. Lucien was going to ruin but I was already ruined. I couldn’t get out of this hole but fell deeper into the insanity.
Was I also crazy for wanting sothing this twisted?
"Lucien.." I whispered breathless. Sothing shifted in him. He grabbed my hair tugging it back, his face nestled in my neck. His hot lips pressed on a spot under my neck ..a spot that always made my eyes go black
I moaned as the warmth started rushing downwards. "Don’t call my na that way or I will take the wheels from you.." he gasped before adding in a low voice
A very low warning. "Once I take control there is no going back. I don’t want to wreck you...Yet" I could barely hear him. But it felt like he was warning himself.
I wondered what exactly made him this obsessed. My eyes darkened for a mont. I reminded him of soone he couldn’t let go of. He was clinging desperately to because of that
That was enough reason to put up my boundaries. I didn’t care...this wasn’t love, just cravings, because I didn’t know if I would ever be able to love soone after Raphael. He killed my heart.
"You need to get punished, viper." He said hoarsely.
I gulped then licked my lips. "So... what punishnt were you thinking of?"
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