Dalakis Passion 2 - Lucian's Delight

by N. J. Walters

  head thrown back, his long black hair trailed down over his shoulders and disappeared

  behind his back. His normally austere features relaxed, making him look younger and

  more carefree.

  There was no way she could stay mad at him. Delight smiled even though his

  laughter was at her expense. When he looked back at her, his eyes were twinkling with

  delight. She just shook her head at him and shushed him. Unfortunately, that set his

  laughter off once again.

  "My sweet," Lucian said as he regained control of himself. "I'll never have to worry

  about you wanting me for my money. You object so strongly when I try to spend some

  of it on you."

  "Money isn't important to me."

  Lucian sobered at her words and she regretted them immediately. Once again, he

  was the strong, silent man she'd come to know. She already missed his laughter and his

  smile.

  He clasped one of her hands in his and brought it to his lips, kissing each knuckle

  individually. "I know you do not care if I have money. But the fact is that I have it." She

  shivered as his tongue snaked out to taste between her fingers. "I want only to bring

  you pleasure and if spending a few dollars can do that, then please allow me the

  privilege."

  "All right," she murmured. When he put it that way, she felt slightly silly for

  having objected. After all, it was his money.

  Just then, the wine steward materialized by the table and began the ritual of

  opening and presenting the wine to Lucian for approval. Delight sat back against the

  plush cushions and watched Lucian. Sophisticated and cultured were the two words

  that came to her mind. When both wineglasses had been filled, Lucian handed one to

  her and waited for her to taste. The golden liquid tingled in her mouth and slid easily

  down her throat. She'd never tasted anything quite like it. "It's wonderful."

  The wine steward was replaced by their waiter who handed them both gilded

  menus as he listed the evening specials. Delight was pleasantly amused when she

  opened the heavy vellum pages and realized there were no prices listed. She guessed

  that if you had to ask, then you shouldn't be here. Determined to enjoy herself, she

  scanned the menu and then ordered the poached salmon in dill sauce with baby

  potatoes and glazed carrots. Lucian ordered a steak, rare.

  It occurred to her that in the short time she'd known him, Lucian had become the

  most important person in her life next to her brother and Miss Nadine. It was crazy and

  impossible to fall for a man so hard and so fast, but Delight was very afraid that was

  exactly what she had done. The thought of not seeing him again made her heart ache

  and her soul weep.

  Physically, he appealed to her in every way. She seemed to be in a low-level state of

  arousal every time she was near him. Just sitting next to him was turning her on. His

  large body radiated a strength and warmth that made her want to just crawl right inside

  him and never come out.

  The thought of his hands on her skin made her breasts swell and ache and her

  nipples bead into hard nubs that pushed against front of the dress. She wasn't wearing

  a bra, as the dress had one built into its construction because it had spaghetti straps. The

  rasp of the material against her sensitive nipples made her want to moan.

  She shifted on the seat, trying to ease the throbbing between her thighs. Her panties

  were already soaked in her juices and her pussy clenched in need. What was it about

  Lucian that made her want and need him so? She didn't know and for tonight, she

  didn't want to question it.

  Her problems were still very real and had to be dealt with, but for once in her life,

  she wanted to throw her responsibilities aside for an evening and just immerse herself

  in her sensual side.

  A need to please Lucian grew deep inside her. Last night, he'd brought her to

  sensual heights that she'd never even dreamed of. Tonight, she wanted to return the

  favor. A wicked idea formed in her mind. She licked her lips, wondering if she was

  daring enough to do it. Taking one last look around, she confirmed their absolute

  seclusion from the rest of the restaurant. Only the muted sounds of people talking and

  eating permeated their privacy.

  When the waiter gathered their menus and left them, Delight made her move.

  Casually dropping her linen napkin on the floor. She feigned surprise and then reached

  down beneath the table. "Oops. I'll just get that."

  "Leave it. The waiter will bring you another."

  "No, I've just about got it." Not giving herself time to think about what she was

  about to do, Delight allowed herself to slip from her seat until she was on her hands

  and knees under the table. Ignoring the napkin, she scooted over until she was kneeling

  in front of Lucian.

  "Delight." Lucian sounded slightly perplexed. She felt him shift as he lifted the

  edge of the tablecloth.

  Acting quickly so she didn't lose her nerve, Delight placed her hands on the front of

  Lucian's legs and slid them up over his knees until they were on top of his thighs. The

  muscles shifted and clenched beneath her palms.

  She pushed his legs apart and scooted between his spread thighs. Her face was

  directly in front of the crotch of his pants. The material bulged forward as his cock grew

  and thickened. Delight licked her lips in anticipation as she reached for the fastener on

  his pants.

  The button was hard to undo because the material was pulled so tight, but she

  persevered and was rewarded when it finally slipped through the hole. Lucian muffled

  a groan as she eased the zipper over his swollen cock. Pushing back the material, she

  was slightly startled when warm flesh leapt out to meet her hand. He wasn't wearing

  any underwear.

  His musky scent filled her senses, making her squirm with need. She wanted that

  cock thrusting hard against her sensitive flesh. But that would come later. This was for

  him.

  The table moved slightly, making her jump. Her startled gaze flew to Lucian who

  was now staring down at her. He'd only moved the table a few inches, but by doing

  that and tugging up the ends of the tablecloth, he could see her kneeling between his

  legs waiting to service him.

  His eyes scorched her entire body as he stared at her. "Pull down your top so I can

  see your breasts."

  Delight felt wicked as more liquid seeped from her core at his heated command.

  Taking her time, she shimmied the straps down over her shoulders before peeling the

  clingy dress down her torso and letting the material pool at her waist. Skimming her

  hands back over her stomach, she palmed her breasts, rubbing the sensitive tips until

  she moaned.

  Lucian's strong fingers tangled in her short hair and guided her mouth towards his

  straining cock. She laughed wickedly as she swirled her tongue around the bulbous tip,

  taking pleasure in licking the liquid seeping from its slit. Using her fingers, she cupped

  his sac gently and massaged his balls as she continued to flick her tongue around the

  top of his cock.

  With her other hand, she gripped the bottom of his shaft, squeezing it tight. Then

  she began to move it up to the very top before sliding it back d
own to the base. Up and

  down, she pumped her hand in a slow rhythm. His cock pulsed in her hand and she felt

  an answering call from her pussy.

  Shifting slightly, she straddled one of his legs, rubbing her aching sex as hard as she

  could. Lucian thrust his leg harder against her pussy and Delight moaned with

  pleasure. His cock jumped in her mouth as the vibration went through him.

  She thought she heard him swear softly and then her head was caught in the vise of

  his hands. "Deeper."

  Not waiting for her to comply, he arched his hips and drove his length into her

  warm mouth. Delight parted her lips, eager to take him as deep as she could. Using her

  tongue, she stroked the length of his cock as he pulled it to the edge of her lips before

  forging his way back in again.

  Delight could feel his tension as she continued to suck and lick his thrusting cock.

  She could feel his sac moving closer to his body and knew he was close to coming.

  Feeling her own desire growing, she arched her lower body against his leg.

  Reaching down, she tugged the skirt of her dress higher until she could rub her

  damp panties against him. Her inner muscles were clenching tight now, needy and

  desperate.

  Lucian's fingers grew almost painful as he clutched at her hair. Pumping his hips

  hard, he drove his cock deep into her throat one final time. His release was fast and

  furious and brought on her own. The moment she felt his cum spurt inside her mouth,

  she pressed her sex as hard as she could against his leg and came immediately. She

  swallowed as her lower body jerked and heaved.

  When Lucian finally finished and sank back into the plush seat, Delight continued

  to suck on his length, unwilling to let him go just yet. She was just about to move when

  the tablecloth was jerked back in place.

  Delight blinked at the darkness and then froze when she heard the waiter's slightly

  perplexed voice. "Mademoiselle has left?"

  "The lady is powdering her nose. Leave her dinner and do not disturb us." Lucian's

  deep commanding voice made her shiver and to her surprise, she felt desire welling up

  inside her again. She lazily sucked on his semi-erect cock and was annoyed when one of

  his hands reached beneath the table and tugged her head back until he popped out of

  her mouth. Sighing softly, she rested her head on his thigh and waited.

  The waiter's quick "Yes sir" was followed by the clink of dinnerware being place

  upon the table.

  Delight didn't move, even when she heard the retreating footsteps of the waiter.

  She was content to stay where she was so she wouldn't have to face Lucian. Now that

  the pleasure was fading from her orgasm, she could hear the sounds of the restaurant

  around her, and common sense was beginning to reassert itself. She couldn't believe

  that she'd just given a blowjob in a public place.

  "You can't stay down there all night long." Lucian's amused voice drifted down to

  her.

  "Yes I can."

  The tablecloth was flicked back and she blinked as his face came into focus. "Where

  has the temptress gone?"

  Delight buried her face against the fabric of Lucian's pants, ignoring him as he

  zipped and buttoned them. Before she could figure out what to say or do, he reached

  down and eased her from under the table.

  His hands slid from her shoulders and came to rest over her bare breasts. Using his

  thumbs, he teased the still hard nubs before leaning down and sucking one right into

  his mouth. Delight shifted on the bench, pushing her breast closer to Lucian's mouth.

  She suddenly no longer cared that they were in a public place, she wanted his mouth

  everywhere.

  As if he'd read her mind, he raised his head and smiled a wicked smile. "Soon, my

  love." He lapped at her nipple one last time before sitting back. "But first you must pay

  for your teasing."

  "What do you mean?" She could feel her pussy clench as Lucian spoke and more of

  her cream seeped from inside her.

  "First, we will enjoy our dinner." Delight was confused by his change of subject and

  started to tug her dress back up to cover herself. Lucian's hand shot out and grabbed

  her wrist, stopping her. "Leave it. I want to look at you while we eat."

  "I can't." She cast a worried gaze to the small secluded opening that led to their

  private corner.

  "But you will. There is no need to be concerned." It was a command. But Delight

  felt as if it was a test as well. A test of trust.

  She trusted him with her life. She could give him this. Her sense of humor

  reasserted itself and she felt the corners of her mouth turn up slightly. The worst thing

  that could happen was that the waiter would see her and they would be asked to leave.

  Picking up her fork, she tasted her salmon. Chewing carefully, she savored the

  flavor before swallowing. Pointing her fork at Lucian, she made her final plea.

  "Remember, if we get thrown out of here it's all your fault."

  Lucian chuckled as he picked up his cutlery and sliced off a thin piece of the bloody

  rare steak. His teeth gleamed in the candlelight as he forked a piece into his mouth. She

  trembled slightly as she watched him chew and swallow. His every movement was one

  of sensual pleasure. He never took his eyes off her breasts as he ate.

  "I will remember." Delight felt goose bumps cover her torso and she knew he was

  referring not to what she had said, but rather, to what she had just done.

  Chapter Twelve

  Delight hadn't realized there was such a thing as sensual torture until this evening.

  Because that's exactly what supper had been. She felt edgy and her skin felt like it was

  too tight on her body, she was so aroused.

  Lucian had finally allowed her to dress when he'd finished eating his steak. Or

  rather, he'd dressed her. Enjoying every moment of her discomfort, Lucian had once

  again fondled and kissed her breasts until she was ready to throw him on the table and

  have her way with him. Then, the devil had calmly tugged the straps over her arms and

  fixed them into place seconds before the waiter had returned to find out if they'd

  wanted coffee. Both of them had declined.

  Lucian was close behind her as they walked up the steps of his home. Neither of

  them had spoken on the short ride back to his house. Both of them were lost in their

  own thoughts. Now that the time had come to talk, Delight wasn't sure she was ready.

  It was easier just to live in the moment and to enjoy the sexual pleasures they shared.

  When the door closed behind her with a solid thud, Delight tossed her small purse

  on the table that sat just inside the foyer as she turned to face Lucian. All thoughts of

  talk fled the moment she laid eyes on his face. His green eyes blazed with lust and the

  hard planes of his face were even more chiseled in appearance. He had the look of a

  man who had reached the end of his limits.

  Every muscle in his huge body seemed to be pulled tight, making him seem even

  larger than usual. The front zipper of his pants bulged. Lucian was very aroused again

  and making no secret of the fact. His blatant desire fanned the embers of her own and

  her body responded immediately.

  She licked her lips as she felt the moisture between her legs coat her already damp


  panties. The ache between her thighs began to throb once again and her hips swayed

  towards him.

  Lucian stalked towards her, his intent clearly stamped on his face. He wanted her.

  Now. Delight took a step back, partly aroused and partly afraid of his overwhelming

  passion. He didn't stop, but kept coming towards her. Delight kept backing up until she

  felt the wall at her back. There was nowhere left to go.

  He loomed over her, his eyes running down over her body from her head to her

  toes and back up again. His eyes lingered on her breasts and the juncture between her

  legs, pure possession blazing from their depths.

  She felt all the air leave her body in a rush. It was if he was physically touching her

  with his hands instead of just with his eyes. Her skin sizzled wherever his eyes landed

  until she felt as if her entire body was ablaze.

  "Breathe." She felt his breath on her cheek as his softly spoken word seemed to drift

  towards her. Air filled her lungs as she took a deep breath and then another.

  Crowding closer to her, he inserted himself between her legs, forcing her to spread

  her feet wider to accommodate him. His hard erection poked against her stomach,

  making it flutter with nervousness.

  She glanced up at him and froze as he smiled at her. In the dim light of the foyer,

  she could see two long fangs gleaming. Her hands clutched the front of his shirt,

  whether to push him away or pull him closer, she wasn't sure. With her entire world

  turned upside down, he offered her stability and she clung to it.

  With her lower body pinned to the wall by his, she was at the mercy of his superior

  strength. Yet, she still had no fear of him. One hand rose slowly to caress her cheek. His

  fingers were so gentle, she nuzzled her face closer, wanting more. He groaned and his

  fingers slid down to cup her chin, tilting it up so she was caught in his burning gaze.

  "You know what I am."

  "Yes."

  If anything, her single word seemed to drive the tension in him even higher. The

  grip on her face tightened as if he wanted to make sure she could not escape him.

  "I am a vampire." He spoke each word carefully, making sure she did not

  misunderstand him.

  She tried to nod, but his fingers made it impossible for her to do more than tilt her