Dalakis Passion 2 - Lucian's Delight (7 page)

physical bonds that they already shared. He could lie and tell himself he only did it
because he knew that his blood would help heal her aches and bruises. But in truth, it
was because he couldn't resist the opportunity to tie Delight to him with every means at
his disposal.
Lucian wanted to be fair to
Delight
. But he was finding that his primal instincts
were much more powerful than the trappings of civility. Looking down at her with her
short tousled hair and her pale blue eyes shimmering with desire, Lucian knew he'd
never seen a woman look as beautiful as she did at that moment. Her face was lovely,
with its heart-shape, high cheekbones and tip-tilted nose. And she was offering herself
to him.
It took all his strength not to toss her facedown on the bed and devour
her,
his body
craved her so badly. His hands, which were always rock-steady, now shook with a lust
so strong he knew he would stop at nothing to have her. Extending his hand, he cupped
one of her lovely, pale breasts. Using his thumb, he stroked around the edges of her
turgid nipple.
Delight closed her eyes and tilted her head
back,
a soft cry escaped her parted lips.
Her neck was totally exposed to him as she sat there with her legs slightly spread,
panting with desire.
Unable to resist, he sifted his fingers through the soft nest of curls between her legs,
letting them stroke her wet flesh and her swollen clit. She sucked in her breath when his
finger stroked the small bundle of nerves, her hips rocking towards him.
Lucian could feel the light sheen of sweat covering his body. Every muscle was
clenched in anticipation of what was to come. His fangs were extended and aching to
sink into her sweet flesh and taste her blood.
The time had come.
His voice was harsh and she flinched slightly when he spoke, her eyes coming to
rest upon his face. "Turn around and kneel up on your hands and your knees." She
licked her lips, looking uncertain. "I want to fuck you from behind, and I want you to
offer yourself to me." He removed his hands from her body. "Do it."
Lucian was a man at war with himself. Every animalistic, primitive instinct in him
insisted that he throw her facedown on the bed, mount her, and fuck her. The logical,
sane part of him knew that it had to be her choice or it was worth nothing.
For a long moment, Delight didn't move. Then ever so slowly, she came up on her
knees and turned her body away from him. Reaching out her hands, she planted them
on the mattress for support. Lucian swallowed back a howl of triumph, but could not
suppress the exaltation that flooded him.
Taking his time to prolong the pleasure, he caressed the back of one of her legs
before tapping the inside of her thigh with one of his fingers. "Bend down a bit, stick
your ass in the air, and spread your knees apart." He slipped his finger inside her moist
sex and pulled it out again. Delight arched her bottom up and widened her legs.
She was the most enticing creature he'd ever seen. Her smell, taste, and the feel of
her supple flesh intoxicated him. He'd have all she had to offer and then some before
they were finished tonight.
"Now reach behind and spread the cheeks of your ass and show me all of you." He
trailed his damp fingers from her clit to the tight hole of her behind, smiling when her
ass pushed towards his fingers, seeking to deepen his touch. "I want to see all of your
pretty, pink pussy. I want to see it, touch it, and taste it."
Delight moaned and reached behind her back, gripping the soft curves of her ass
with her fingers and spreading the lush mounds as wide as she could. Lucian bent
forward and licked his way up the dark line from her pussy to the mouth of her behind.
She shivered deliciously, but didn't move.
"Perfect," he whispered, blowing on her damp sex even as he thrust two of his
fingers into her eager core. Her inner muscles gripped his fingers tight and he almost
came then and there. The sight of her offering herself to him almost sent him over the
edge. His testicles were so tight it was almost painful and the head of his cock was wet
with his own arousal. Removing his fingers, he knelt up behind her and moistened his
cock on her cream.
Delight was panting hard now as she thrust her bottom back towards him. "Now,
Lucian."
"Yes," he hissed as he gripped her hips in his hands and buried his cock deep. He
closed his eyes and threw back his head, gritting his teeth to keep from coming
immediately. She felt so damned good wrapped around him, squeezing him tight.
Leaning forward until his chest covered her back, he nipped at her shoulder. "Move
your hands back up so you can support yourself." He waited until she'd complied and
then he set to work pleasuring them both.
He kissed a trail down the center of her back while he slipped his hands up her
torso until his palms covered both her breasts. Her nipples stabbed the center of his
palms as he moved them in a circle, stimulating her to even greater arousal. She was
making little whimpering noises that were driving him wild. She sounded so damn
sexy.
Withdrawing until only the head of his cock was still inside her, he thrust back,
burying himself to the hilt. Tightening his fingers around her breasts, he pulled her
back to meet his thrusts as he stroked in and out of her body. His rhythm increased
until he was pounding harder and faster into her moist core.
Delight was tightening around him as she pushed her bottom back to meet his
forward thrusts. Her inner muscles were quivering as they gripped him. He could feel
her juices flowing freely now.
Lucian shifted until one of his hands was buried between her legs, stroking her
hard little clit. She was wild now, driving for completion. He could feel his testicles pull
up hard and tight to his body even as his cock began to spasm. Pressing on her clit, he
drove into her with one last, hard stroke. Delight came apart in his hands, her body
clamping down on his cock. As she shivered and shook, her body milking his cock dry,
he leaned forward and buried his face in the curve of her neck.
He licked her salty skin once before sinking his fangs into her. Her blood spurted
into his mouth and she shrieked as the intensity of her orgasm increased. He could feel
her coming again and he reveled in her sexual pleasure. His own orgasm seemed to last
forever as he poured himself into her body. Both of them were gasping for breath when
he finally felt her slump forward on the bed. Only his grip on her breast kept her from
collapsing completely.
Removing his fangs, he closed the small wound on the side of her neck and kissed it
before lowering her to the bed. She gave a muffled groan, but didn't move. Carefully,
he pulled his cock from her pussy, swearing softly when her inner muscles gripped him
even tighter. Beads of sweat trickled down his back as he disengaged from her
welcoming body.
She lay there, totally still and unmoving except for the slight rise and fall of her
shoulders as her breathing returned to normal. Lucian was filled with a contentment
he'd never known before. He could pass many happy hours just watching her sleep. A
line of goose bumps appeared on her body and she shivered slightly, so he lifted her
until her head was on her pillow at the top of the bed. Tugging the covers out from
under her, he tucked them around her naked body. Giving a little sigh of contentment,
she snuggled under the sheets.
Whether she knew it or not, she was his now.
He would never let her go. Lucian
pushed a lock of hair off her forehead before smoothing his fingers down the soft skin
of her cheek. Like a contented kitten, she pushed her face closer to his hand. She might
seem soft and cuddly now, but he knew that deep inside her beat the heart of a lioness.
That fact was never more evident than this evening. She had fought for her life, never
giving up her struggle against attackers much larger than herself. Delight had used her
intelligence and what physical strength she possessed to fight. She was indeed a worthy
mate for a
Dalakis
.
Watching her now, you would never tell that she had been attacked. Her bruises
were almost faded and by the time she awoke they would be totally healed. His blood
would see to that. In the meantime, he knew that Stefan would have gathered much
information about the men who had attacked her. Lucian would not leave any loose
ends. If someone were still after Delight, he would take care of him.
He could feel the anger building inside him once again and forced himself to relax.
Whatever the problem, it would be dealt with. Right now, he wanted to enjoy the
pleasurable sensations flowing through his body. He had achieved the deepest sexual
satisfaction of his life only moments before, but already his body was clamoring for
more. His cock stirred once again as he watched Delight sleep.
Sighing, he resigned himself to celibacy for the rest of the night. Delight had already
been through too much tonight and he had worn her out with his lovemaking. The last
thought made him smile. This was just the beginning for them. There would be many
nights where they would make love all night long.
He would have to court her as well. There had been no time to ease into a
relationship with her and he knew her natural inclination would be to pull back from
the intensity of their first meeting. He could not allow that. Instead, he would offer her
space and court her with a determination that would leave her breathless and wanting
more. She would think it was all her idea, when she finally came to him. Pleased with
his plan, Lucian gave a decisive nod before leaning over and placing a soft kiss on
Delight's lips.
Carefully, so as not to disturb her, he rolled out of bed and padded naked to the
window. The sun would be coming up within the hour, so he closed all the shutters,
making sure they were locked down securely. The room was in total darkness, but
Lucian could see perfectly as he padded across the floor. Delight didn't move as he
pulled on a bathrobe and eased out of the bedroom.
Stefan was waiting for him downstairs in the library. Sitting back in a leather
recliner with his feet propped
up,
he sipped a glass of brandy that Lucian knew would
be laced with blood. Lucian raised one of his eyebrows and waited. Stefan saluted him
with his glass before launching into a full report.
"The men that you disposed of in the alley were local thugs in the employ of one
Mr.
Jethro
Prince." Stefan got up from his chair, laid his glass on a side table and
wandered over to the decanter that sat on the antique sideboard. Picking it up, he filled
another goblet and carried it to where Lucian was sitting and handed it to him.
"Go on." He accepted the glass and took a sip, knowing he wasn't going to like
what was coming next.
"Prince is a powerful crime lord. He is into everything--prostitution, drugs and
gambling. If there's an illegal way to make a buck, he is involved." Stefan ambled back
to his chair and sank back into its comfort. He picked up his glass, warming the goblet
in his hands for a moment before taking a large swallow. "He is also rumored to be half
insane, as well as being a sadistic little bastard who likes to hurt people. His temper is
well-known among his associates as people who cross him tend to turn up missing or
dead."
Stefan paused for a moment and took another drink from his glass. "The man who
Delight saw murdered tonight was her manager, James Brenner. From what I have been
able to find out, he owed Prince
money
for a gambling debt. Word is that Prince
thought that Brenner might have talked to the authorities, so he had to be made an
example of.
Hence the killing."
Stefan subsided for a moment and Lucian curbed his impatience, knowing his
brother would finish in his own good time. His eyes were burning red in anger when he
finally met Lucian's gaze. Lucian had never seen his brother this angry before.
"It was only by accident that Delight was even there. The bastard Brenner had her
stay late to work on inventory, so she just happened to be in the wrong place at the
wrong time. They would have raped and killed her just because she was unlucky
enough to be there." Stefan tossed back the remains of his drink. "There was another
man there tonight as well."
Lucian was totally alert now as he sat forward in his chair.
"Who?"
His eyes
promised retribution to the unknown man who had hurt his Delight.
"His name is Smith. He is Prince's enforcer. His right-hand man, so to speak. He
would have been the one to order Delight's murder. The other two did not have enough
brains between them to make a decision, just muscle and meanness."
Lucian carefully placed his glass on the table in front of him before he accidentally
crushed the fragile stem in his hands. "I will pay a visit to Mr. Prince." He'd kill the
man without a single qualm if it came to that. Nobody would be allowed to hurt
Delight again.
Stefan nodded and echoed his thoughts. "Prince and Smith will have to be taken
care of."
Lucian knew he could count on Stefan's help in protecting Delight. He had claimed
her, and as such, she was under
Dalakis
protection and all that it entailed.
Stefan's voice broke into his thoughts. "You can let her know that the night janitor
was just wounded. He will be fine in a few weeks, but they hit him from behind so he
does not know anything. I also visited her brother while he slept and planted the
suggestion that Delight was fine and that they did not expect to see her until tomorrow
night because she was staying with a friend."
Stefan glanced at the covered windows and Lucian knew that his brother was
feeling the same lethargy spreading throughout his own body as he was, heralding the
coming sunrise.
"Thank you." Lucian didn't have to say anything more. They were so
close,
he
knew that Stefan understood everything that went unsaid between them.
Stefan rose from his chair and headed towards one of several hidden passageways
that connected their two houses. "Keep her close and we will deal with this tomorrow