Dalakis Passion 2 - Lucian's Delight Read online

harder. She moaned and the sound vibrated around his shaft.

  Sucking as hard as she could, Delight tried to keep him inside her mouth. She

  wanted Lucian to come in her mouth. Wanted to taste him, hear him and see him as it

  happened.

  The image sent shivers racing to every nerve ending of her body. She was close to

  coming again. Her pussy wept with desire and her inner muscles clenched. They were

  both so close.

  Lucian shouted like a man in pain as he pulled his cock from her mouth. His eyes

  glowed almost eerily in the darkness of the bedroom and his lungs worked like bellows

  in his chest. She could see the sheen of sweat on his skin as he sat back on his haunches.

  He shifted his body until he was kneeling beside her with his large hand resting

  possessively over her stomach. His face was hard, almost unrecognizable as he

  struggled with some inner demon. This was the man who had ruthlessly killed two men

  in a dirty alleyway tonight. Power and danger seeped from every pore in his body until

  she was surrounded by it, submerged in it.

  Still, she was not afraid.

  He pinned her with his reddish gaze when she moved restlessly on the bed. His

  mouth opened on a growl and his elongated teeth shone in the moonlight. "I am a

  Dalakis and we have always been different. You must choose now."

  He seemed to be waiting for some sort of acknowledgement, so she nodded her

  head and waited.

  "If you wish to leave, run now while there is still a choice. If you stay, I will take

  you and make you mine." Closing his eyes, he tilted back his head. His hands clenched

  into fists by his sides. "I cannot be gentle this time. I have waited too long. My need is

  too great."

  Delight could hear the apology in his words even as she sensed his anger at himself.

  She knew he felt he needed to be gentle with her, but she was no hothouse flower.

  Granted, she looked small and delicate compared to him, but in reality, she was strong

  and hearty. He could be gentle later. Right now he needed something from her that she

  could give him. Acceptance and sexual release.

  Reaching out, she placed her hand over his heart. The muscles of his chest tightened

  beneath her touch. He did not look at her, but kept his shuttered gaze on the ceiling.

  Sitting up, she curled her legs beneath her bottom, and then came up on her knees next

  to him. She slipped her fingers through his long, black silky hair, tugging on it until he

  lowered his face to hers. His eyes were dark and fathomless now as he watched her. He

  was totally still now, like an animal waiting to pounce on its prey.

  Delight swallowed hard. Her life had changed tonight. She had almost died. If that

  had happened she never would have had the chance to explore this attraction to Lucian.

  She wasn't sure where it was going or where it would lead, but she did know that she

  would regret it to her dying day if she didn't take a chance and explore it. For better or

  for worse, she was a different person now and there was no going back to her safe,

  predictable life.

  Gathering all her courage, she looked him straight in the eye. Taking a deep breath,

  she spoke the words that would change the course of her life. "I want to stay."

  Chapter Seven

  Lucian stared at Delight, hardly able to believe her words. He had been so certain

  she would run from him, and not all that sure if he would have let her. Like a wild beast

  that had scented his mate, all his instincts were beating at him to take her and bind her

  to him.

  He had already taken her blood. The rich, heady taste still tingled on his tongue.

  Never in his life had he tasted anything as sweet and satisfying as Delight's blood. It

  made him feel like a god among immortals. He felt alive and powerful as never before.

  He had been unable to keep from sharing some of his blood with her. It was not

  enough to convert her, but it was more than enough to strengthen the mental and

  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 behi
nd, 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 cha
ir, 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