Chain of Lust (6 page)

Ever since Selene died, his heart had been filled with bitterness and revenge. He’d had his payback and somehow it didn’t appease his anguish. Closure was overrated. But Madeline changed it all. She made him feel again.

Like a man. Like a human being.

Jean-Luc opened his eyes and licked her exposed skin. He trailed wet kisses from her neck to her temple.

She shivered. “Jean-Luc…”

“Yes?”

“I…”

He sighed. “Listen,
chérie
. I won’t do anything that degrades you. I just want…” He paused, searching for the perfect words to convey his emotions. He wasn’t much of a smooth talker. He was an introverted person. But at that very moment, he thought he should let her know what he was feeling. “It has been forever since I’ve been with someone. I’m taken with you. I’m not asking much from you, your companionship is all I want.”

Madeline looked as if she was trying to find evidence of his lying. It took a long minute before she finally seemed convinced.

Unexpectedly, she caressed his cheek and kissed him on the mouth.

He froze for a second. Those lips. So warm. And soft.

And the way she kissed. So full of passion. His cock hardened in his pants.
God damn.
She made it hard for him to exercise his self-control.

Jean-Luc kissed her back. Slowly at first. Then he became ravenous when she reciprocated with the same heat. He fisted a handful of her hair and plastered her with a kiss that almost suffocated her. He had to let her go to give her a chance to breathe.

She panted. “Good lord…”

“Sorry. You made me like this.” Jean-Luc stroked her thigh. The scent of her arousal drifted to his nose. His inner beast growled, wanting more. More of her. All of her. He cursed in silence.

Madeline awkwardly tossed her hair to her back and scanned around. She mumbled shyly, “I think we should go back to our room.”

“I thought you’re not in the mood?”

Her face turned red. She punched his shoulder.

“Madam, you’re so violent.”

“You’re teasing me.”

Jean-Luc laughed. “Sorry. Couldn’t help it. You’re too cute when you’re angry.” He stole a quick kiss from her. “Let me pay the bill first, okay?”

* * * *

Part of her told her she was crazy. The other side insisted that what she was doing was the sanest decision she’d ever made in her life. As much as she hated to admit it, she couldn’t resist her attraction to Jean-Luc any longer. The man was practically sex on a stick.

He held her hand as they walked to their room. She realised she’d never been this giddy before. Aunt Liv’s credo to never consort with non-human went unheeded. Fuck it. It wasn’t like sleeping with him wasn’t inevitable.

Besides, she wanted him.

She’d gone through a lot today, including almost being splattered flat on the sidewalk by something nasty she couldn’t see, and she thought she deserved a nice break by the end of the day. Like fuck-therapy. It had been a while since she had got laid.

Jean-Luc closed the door. He took off his coat and sat on the edge of the bed. “Come here.”

Maddie went to him timidly. He pulled her into his arms. She stiffened, sitting awkwardly in the big man’s lap. Her heart pounded. Her pulse raced.

She wanted to melt under his intense gaze.

She’d said she wasn’t in the mood. Of course, she was lying. Her libido went haywire each time he was within her reach. She’d been overwrought with the string of events and she just wanted the day to be over, but what he had said made her change her mind.

Maybe she was a sucker for sweet words. But he didn’t seem to be the type who loved doling out sugary compliments, just to get into her pants.

He sounded sincere.

He looked sincere.

Maddie touched his face. Jean-Luc was truly a handsome man.

He grabbed her hand and sucked her fingers. A deep, maddening lust fluttered within her. Her nipples became hard. The ache in her sex thrummed. A whiny moan escaped from her throat.

His gaze raked over her body. “Red is definitely your colour.”

Her heart fluttered. No man had ever complimented her on looking good in red. Jean-Luc made her feel special. The way he spoke. The way he touched her. Trails of electric fire blazed underneath her skin with each caress. Her pulse quickened with each intimate whisper.
That man.
Maddie exhaled desperately. He’d turned her world upside down in the blink of an eye. She couldn’t deny she wanted him.

Very, very badly.

Jean-Luc continued to drawl. His mellifluous, accented voice sounded so hypnotic. “On a normal occasion, I’d prefer to leave this pretty dress on you. But, fuck, I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you.”

Maddie unconsciously gulped. “Do what?”

“Undress you.” The gleam in his eyes deepened. “I’m curious to see what lies beneath your simple clothes.”

“Typical.”

He let out a bark of laughter. “Can’t help it. It’s just the way we are.” Jean-Luc skimmed her shoulders, her arms. His hands finally settled on her breasts. Squeezed them.

Maddie stiffened. Her heartbeat accelerated. He felt her. His touches felt so welcome. Especially when he found her hardened nipples with his fingers. Sparks of fire burst within her.

Jean-Luc lowered his head and brushed his lips against her cheek. His tongue flicked out. Unexpectedly, he licked the shell of her ear and sucked the sensitive flesh.
Holy God
. Maddie whimpered. She melted in his arms.

“Are you mine,
chérie
?” he inquired. “Do you want me?”

“Y-yes.”

“Mm.” Jean-Luc nipped her neck, leaving a mark. “I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

Really?
Damn, didn’t sound like he was kidding.

Jean-Luc unzipped her dress and pulled it over her shoulders. Maddie shivered. He took off her bra and fondled her breasts. He sucked her nipples and planted kisses on every inch of her skin he could get to. By now, liquid fire seared through her veins. Her pussy contracted, buzzing with excitement. Jean-Luc squeezed her ass. One hand snaked to the juncture of her thighs. He groaned in delight when he found her wet.

“Lie down,” he ordered. “I want to see you.”

Maddie slid from his lap and onto the bed.

Jean-Luc ripped off her panties.

“Hey,” she protested.

“Mine.”

Jean-Luc sculpted his word mightily, it made her pause. He brought her panties to his mouth and inhaled her scent deeply. Hunger oozed from his every pore. He mumbled something in French and parted her thighs. Cool air caressed her sex. She felt vulnerable. Exposed. His gaze was transfixed on her pussy. He looked as if he wanted to eat her in one bite.

“Beautiful,” Jean-Luc murmured. He stroked her cunt.

Heat burnt her sex. She instinctively closed her legs.

He growled with disapproval. “Open for me.”

Maddie let him spread her thighs open, baring her sex for him to see. She heard him groan and a heartbeat later, his mouth was on her pussy. His tongue lashed against the hood of her clitoris.

“Jean-Luc!” Maddie squirmed, grabbing a handful of his hair.

A pair of strong arms held her in place. She gasped as he licked her wet seam from end to end.
Good Lord.
She clawed the bed sheet. An immense pleasure engulfed her in one smooth sweep. It intensified when he dragged the tip of his tongue to her clitoris. He sucked her as if his life depended on it. A keening whimper curled out from her throat. The dizzying ecstasy twirled like a vortex painted before her eyes. Jean-Luc withdrew from her sex.

He parted her pussy lips. His gaze never left the source of her aches. He touched her opening and pushed a finger inside her. She tensed. The walls of her vagina clasped around his knuckles. He pulled out his finger and licked it.

“Mmm,” he purred, eyes closed, as if he were tasting the most delicious treat in the world. “God, I love you.”

Her brain barely registered what he was saying when he dipped his head to sample her cream from the source. He fucked her with his tongue, burning her sanity to cinders. She couldn’t believe the pleasure he was giving her. She thrashed, but that only made him fuck her harder. Deeper. A fierce, red hot pleasure ambushed her.

She climaxed.

Hard.

Her body shook as he continued with his kisses on her pussy as if it was her mouth. When he decided to give her a break, she found herself sprawled in the middle of the bed. Winded. Panting heavily. It had been a while since she’d had a great orgasm. And Jean-Luc hadn’t even fucked her yet.

“You’re so beautiful when you come.” He sat up and started to undress.

Maddie wanted to help him. But he put his large palm on her belly and pushed her down. He looked like a feral beast, ready to stake his claim.

“Relax. You’re mine, aren’t you?”

Humph.

“Aren’t you?”

“Y-yes…”

A satisfied rumble erupted from him. Too guttural to be human. Maybe the beastly part of him was the one that answered.

Jean-Luc unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Maddie itched to get her hands on him. Broad chest. High pectorals. Caramel-coloured nipples. And he had such great abs. His muscles looked refined beneath his skin. A sliver of light illuminated the outline of his figure. Jean-Luc looked like a bronzed god from Greek mythology.

He was fucking delicious.

Maddie waited in anticipation as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock sprang free the moment he shoved them down, fully erect and heavy.

Good Lord.
Maddie swallowed hard.

He was…

She got dizzy, just by looking at him.
Will I be able to take him?
His base was so thick, she didn’t think she could wrap his girth with one hand. His cock pulsed. A pearly droplet blossomed from its tip.

Jean-Luc kicked off his boots. He grabbed his cock and stroked it lazily. His gaze returned to her sex, assessing. Calculating.

A sliver of panic echoed in the back of her mind.
It’s not going to fit, Mister…

But on the other hand, she was dying to know how it would feel to be filled by him.

Her cunt throbbed, aching.

God damn it. I want him.

Jean-Luc grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer. His cock rested on her pubis, almost reaching to her belly button. Hot. Unsated.

“I…uhm…”

“Don’t worry.” He seemed to read her mind. “You can take me.”

No shit.

He chuckled when he saw the look on her face. “You
will
take me. All of me.”

She involuntarily let out a whimper.

Jean-Luc moved up her and braced his arms alongside her shoulders. He stroked her hair lovingly. “
Chérie
…”

Maddie just had to kiss him. He kissed her back. Roughly. She could taste her femininity on him. It fuelled her lust even more. He nibbled her lower lip. He snaked his hand on her pussy, feeling her wetness. He slipped in a finger. Then another. Maddie mewled.

“Good?” he asked.

She nodded.

“Faster?”

“Please…”

Jean-Luc quickened his pace. Her pussy clasped around his cream-glazed fingers. Bursts of pleasure erupted deep inside her. What he did felt
so
good.

“Jean-Luc…” She squirmed. He knew how to really turn a woman on. Especially when he curved his fingers up and hit her special spot. “I…” He barely gave her a dozen strokes when another climax hit her unmercifully. Maddie cried. A pure white pleasure swept through her.

Jean-Luc hissed. He seemed thrilled to see her drown in ecstasy. “Good girl.” He withdrew his fingers and clasped his cock. His blunt tip nudged her wet opening. Maddie bit her lip, waiting in anticipation. He didn’t penetrate her. He was oiling the crown of his cock with her juices.

Three heartbeats passed.

Jean-Luc didn’t seem in any hurry. The aches in her pussy became unbearable. Maddie felt greedy. He had just given her two incredible orgasms and she couldn’t wait for more.

“Jean-Luc!”

“Hmm?”

“I…” Her words evaporated in her throat.

He pushed in a little.

Her pussy fluttered. Maddie grabbed his shoulders.

Jean-Luc gave her a little kiss. “Let me know if it’s too much…”

“I can…” Maddie groaned. The pressure was incredible. He speared her open, forcing her inadequate cunt to accept him.

“You okay?”

Maddie could only pant. The sensation was beyond words. Pleasure. Pain. Jean-Luc burrowed inch by inch, slowly but surely filling her up.

“Just a little more,” Jean-Luc soothed her. “A little more…”

She wanted to punch him. It was easy for him to say. He wasn’t the one being penetrated with a cock of his size. She dug her nails into his skin. But Jean-Luc didn’t seem to feel it. His face was a mask of ecstasy. He grunted and shoved in his erection, until he was balls-deep inside her. She yelped and gave him a smack. That hurt.
But it hurt so damn good.

“I’m sorry.” His tone didn’t sound like he was sorry. “I know you can take me.”

“Bastard.”

He responded with a triumphant laugh. Her wet pussy swallowed his erection. His thatch grazed her clit. His cock throbbed in her depths, pulsing, alive. Maddie had never been stretched this way before. It was maddening. Her cunt fluttered around his granite-hard shaft, protesting the intrusion. She moistened luxuriously.

“God. I can feel you creaming.” Jean-Luc slowly withdrew until his tip almost left her opening and pushed his way back in.

Maddie moaned.

“So good.” His voice thickened. “I can’t begin to tell you how good you make me feel.”

He withdrew and slammed back in. His thick cock plundered her cunt, ripping the last strands of her sanity to pieces. He started fucking her with short, jabbing thrusts. Her body quaked with fire. Her cunt made obscene sounds as he hammered into her with sheer savagery. Jean-Luc braced his arms next to her head, his hands fisting her hair as he fucked her to the point where she could only feel fire.

She loved it. The way he claimed her. The way he branded her with his lust. Pleasure gathered like an impending thunderstorm. The air around her thinned. Maddie gasped for more air. Jean-Luc pounded her frantically.