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CHAPTER SIXTY THREE
GABRIELLE
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"Come here." Lucian murmured as his fingers wrapped around my upper arms, I snapped out of my thoughts and thought that it was best if I did not allow myself to be upset over something I couldn't have changed.
I gave Lucian a questioning stare when he started to lead us towards the bathroom. He was the one who needed a shower, not me.
"Since you mentioned your wifely duties to me, don't you think that you should finish it? Especially now that I'm weak and unable to care for myself." He pushed the bathroom door opened and entered inside, pulling me along.
I stared at him incredulously.
"I didn't mean it like that and you know it! I never said that you were incapable!" I argued.
"Wait...You want me to bathe you?" I bit my lips anxiously not knowing why I was suddenly nervous.
"Yes, I. Want. You. To. Wash. Me." He called out each word separately, a small smile curving on his lips that had my stomach quaking.
He continued to stare at me expectantly. I shrugged mentally, it wasn't a big deal, it wasn't like this was our first time together or something.
"Fine, let's get you cleaned."
I tightened my lips in determination and tugged at his hand, leading us towards the shower. I turned it on and waited for the water to warm up after a few seconds before turning to him.
"You need to take this off!" I pointed at his pants, he merely arched in brow at me, an amused smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
Releasing a breath that I was holding, I leaned to unbuckle his belt with shaky fingers, and with a hasty pull, I jerked it downward to pool at his feet. My mouth instantly went dry at his restraining erection beneath his briefs. I swallowed hard, looking up to meet his gaze, the passionate heated look in them made my most sensitive parts pool with arousal. My unsteady fingers found the waistband of his briefs, with a swift tug, I jerked it to meet the same fate as his pants. It took everything in me not to run my hand across the smooth length of his cock, if I just darted my tongue, I would be able to taste the tip of his shaft. As though he could read my mind, a low groan escaped from his throat as a pearly drop of precum oozed from the opening of his cock.
"Take off your clothes!" His voice was thickly laced with arousal, the fierce desire in his eyes made my panties soak with even more slickness.
"Why should I do that? I'm not the one who needs a bath, remember?" I wanted to tease him, the feeling was sending a deep rush of thrill through my veins.
We stared at each other for a moment until I couldn't bear it for seconds longer, I wanted to feel all of him inside of me.
"If you insist. " My voice came out breathy, I knew he could tell the effect he had on me if the heated gleam in his eyes were anything to go by.
His eyes never left mine as I dragged my dress above my head, I peeled off my bra and my panties quickly followed. The hitch in his breath filled me with a stronger surge of need as my nipples hardened under his lust-filled gaze.
A low moan escaped my mouth when he palmed a breast, he bent until his lips found my ear lobe. He kissed my neck sweetly, his lips made their way down to the top of my breasts before seizing my nipples, suckling just with the right amount of pressure that drove me crazy.
The sensations were overwhelming, a groan of protest left my mouth when he suddenly stopped.
We entered the shower and he handed me the soap.
We stood so close, the feel of his erection against my bare stomach was distracting. Excitement thrummed in my veins as I rubbed my palms together and rub them over his chest, spreading soap all over his well-defined body. I washed his back and his arms, careful not to spread soap on his stitches. His skin was smooth with only a few faded scars that all but added to his rugged masculine look. It was a whole different experience as I washed him thoroughly. My soapy fingers roamed over his legs, the powerful muscles there were roughened by dark masculine hair.
I got to his sex, meeting his gaze as I lathered my palms with soap. A harsh groan escaped his mouth as I rubbed against the hardened length of his shaft, the warm water washed away the foam, I massaged his balls and his cock twitched violently.
"Continue milking my cock like that and I'm going to fucking cum so hard!" The growl rumbled from his chest, the raw need in his darkened gaze made me feel sort of powerful.
The feeling was intoxicating. I wanted to see how far he would go before losing control.
"I want to taste you." I whispered, my tongue darting to lick the pearly drop of salty fluid before the water would wash it away. His groan of pleasure was the only approval I got before covering the head of his cock with my lips. I tugged at his shaft, my tongue twirling around it while my fingers massaged his balls slowly.
"Fuck! You feel so good!" He grunted, fisting my hair not so tightly that it would hurt, I tried to take him deeper, my gag reflex came but I didn't stop.
"Yeah, suck this cock, take all of it! Such a good girl." His raspy words urged me on, I felt in control, Each groan, struck me with the desire to make him lose it just like he always had me.
The fingers around my hair gripped tighter, he went rigid just before his cock swelled in my mouth, with a loud groan he explodes inside my mouth.
"Fuck!" He hissed. I choked as salty thickness coated my mouth, my fingernails dig into his thighs but I don't come off, with small swallows, I let it drain down my throat.
I wasn't able to suppress my satisfaction as victory overwhelmed me. "Such a good boy." I murmured breathlessly, trying to stifle back a laugh, I didn't think he heard my statement, but his sudden scowl told me otherwise.
"You are becoming more courageous." His tone held a serious as well as a playful glint but I could see that he was trying to fight back a smirk.
"You liked it." I replied I didn't count on being suddenly hauled upward. A breathless gasp escaped my mouth when he lifted me easily to his shoulder.

"You wound will get opened!" I yelled, genuinely concerned about him as he led us out of the bathroom, water constantly dripping onto the floor.
"Shut up!" He growled, delivering a spank to my ass. I jumped in his arms, the hit had taken me unawares.
"That hurts!" I cried.
"It was meant to!" He mimicked my high-pitched tone. My back landed on the bed and he followed right after me.

"You forgot who's in charge!"
Another sharp sting of pain produced a loud yelp from my mouth.
"No, I didn't! "

"Yes you did, but I'm going to make you remember, and ensure that you never forget."




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