1. Redemption: Ch.4


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    against the table hissing an expletive before sliding down in his seat, frowning darkly at Lucien. “She not a fucking toy, Luke,” Zak was growling even as Rowie was gripping Lucien’s arm from across the table. “Think about what you’re doing…” she implored. Seth was also talking, almost shouting, “You’re in no condition…” Angel’s shout of anger overlapped Seth’s outburst. “Why must you always use women. Do you even feel anything for…” “Honey, please…” This from Anniel, with Ashriel snarling next to her, obviously ticked off because she’d called him honey . Only Devon remained silent, his eyes slightly narrowed as he regarded Lucien. The voices clanged loudly in Lucien’s head until he wanted to scream at them all to shut up. Remi appeared holding Rayne by one arm. Lucien sat straighter in his chair. The girl looked so lost and miserable until she saw him. Her eyes lit up and a sob escaped her lips as she ran and wedged herself between the back of the chair and Lucien’s chest. Her tiny fists clutched his black shirt as she buried her face against his chest. “Master.” Her voice. It washed over him, drowning out the noise of the others. Her scent invaded his nose inviting him to bury his face against her neck, nuzzle aside the curtain of ebony hair to reach the sweet source. “Master, I missed you. I felt so lonely, Master,” she told him with that gut-wrenching little girl’s voice that sliced at his heart like razor blades. She left him open and bleeding. He cupped her face, that ...
    adorable innocent doll-like face, and brushed the two tears that rolled down pink cheeks. Her lip quivered, devastating him anew. “I know, sweetness. I was looking for our Boy.” “I’m sorry I made you angry, Master. Please punish me, not Boy Rayne, Master” “No, baby. I wasn’t angry at you…or Boy.” Guilt over his horrible reaction to their sensual exploring haunted him. In his mind’s eye, he still saw Boy’s terrified and heartbroken expression, slicing open another wound in his heart. Seeking surcease from the pain, he took her mouth, drank from her, filled, and gorged himself on her intoxicating flavor. The silence around him was sublime, the feel of her in his arms like truly coming home. Until he closed his eyes and once again saw Boy Rayne’s pleasure flushed face inches from his own. No. Not right. He raised his head to frown down at her. Her lips were wet and swollen from his rough kiss, her eyes closed. Twin fans of the blackest, thickest lashes rested against very flushed cheeks. The thin white dress she wore failed to hide the stiff peaks of her nipples pushing against the delicate material. He remembered how tiny they were, how pink and cute. His mouth watered, but he pressed her face against his chest and cradled her in his arms, kissing the top of her head reverently. After filling his nose once more with the scent of her, he looked up and froze. Everyone stared at him now, silent. Remi was grinning like a maniac, Devon had a slight smile playing about his lips, and ...
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