by Dani René
I sit back and close my eyes, listening to Lucien’s calm voice as he talks to his father. A jarring noise causes me to jump up from the chair. The monitors are beeping and I see the terror on Lucien’s face. Suddenly the room is full of doctors and Lucien is pulled aside by one of the nurses. “Let them do their job, Mr. Verán, please can you wait outside?” We step outside and I curl myself into the crook of his arm. Doctors and nurses are frantically shouting at each other and I am not sure what all the medical terms mean, but when I hear the words ‘not looking good’ my stomach plummets.
“Cassie,” Lucien’s voice is so low, I almost miss the fact that he just said something over the commotion coming from his father’s room. The empty corridor is filled with the click clack of heels. We turn to see Claudia rushing towards us.
“What is going on? Did you upset your father?” Her accusation slicing into my heart and anger is radiating through Lucien’s body. He leans into her face so close I think he is going to head-butt her.
His words laced with hatred, “Get the fuck out of my face!” He spits the words at her, but instead of stepping back she gives him an evil smirk.
“I am your father’s wife. I will not be spoken to in such a manner. You better watch yourself boy.” Spinning on her heel she struts down the hallway and I step in front of Lucien.
“Luke, she’s not worth it, look at me.” I cup his face in my hands, making him meet my stare. “She’s not worth it.” I repeat the words and his arms wrap around me. His demeanor visibly calming.
“I have no idea what I would do without you baby.” Resting my head against his chest, I can hear the beat of his heart and I smile. As long as I have his arms around me, we can get through anything.
“I am always here. It will be okay. I love you, Lucien Verán.” His body shivers at the mention of his name on my lips. We lean against the wall waiting for any news from the hospital room where doctors are working. When the door flies open, we both glance up at the Dr Shaw, he pulls off his mask. The moments tick by before he speaks and our world stops. Cold fear grips me.
When Lucien crumples to the floor against the wall, pulling me with him, all I can do is hold him. My heart constricts and my chest tightens. I understand exactly what the love of my life is going through at this moment. Our world has just crashed around us.
Chapter 26
Lucien
I don’t remember getting home. When I look up, my eyes fall on Cassie in the kitchen, everything is too surreal. It’s November, almost Christmas and I have just lost my father. As soon as I my gaze locks on Cassandra my fears calm. She’s my family now. I have to make her happy. It’s what he would have wanted. When I rise from the sofa, I walk upstairs into the bedroom and out onto the patio. I inhale a deep breath as I take in the view of the city. The place I grew up. My father loved taking me up onto the hills and telling me stories about growing up in France and Spain. The two places where my legacy lies.
One day I want to take Cassie there. The sun is setting low on the horizon and the sky is taking on an unusual glow, purples, pinks and deep orange. “How am I meant to go on without you? I can’t run the company alone. Dad, you were my guide.” I whisper into the wind. My heart is so heavy with emotion, I need my baby. Tonight I want to take her to my play room and get lost in her. “I love you, dad.”
“Luke?” Her tentative voice behind me, pulls me from my pain. She’s heard me. I don’t care, sharing my heartache and pain with her is part of being in a relationship.
“Baby, come here.” When her footfalls on the carpet come closer, the warmth and love radiating from her make the ache in my chest ease. Out on the patio, she circles her arms around my waist, and I am calmer already. She has an incredible effect on me. “I want to try something tonight. In the play room.”
“Okay.” Turning to face her, she’s nervous. I can tell by the look on her face. With a reassuring soft kiss on her forehead, I hold her body flush with mine. She molds to me in a way that shows how we fit together like perfect pieces of a puzzle. That’s the reason I can never be apart from her. I would be broken, beyond repair.
“Don’t be scared, I need to feel you. Lose myself in you.”
She leans back and looks up at me with those beautiful chocolate eyes. “I’m not scared. I know you won’t hurt me, Luke. I trust you.” Rising up on her toes, she places a soft kiss on my lips and my cock hardens at the thoughts of what I want to do to her tonight. “Do you want to eat?” Her question is innocent enough, but there are deliciously dirty things running through my mind.
“Yes,” lifting her over my shoulder, I walk straight into the play room and set her down. “Get undressed, leave your panties on. Everything else on the floor.” My voice taking on an authoritative tone and the anticipation is etched on her face. “I want you kneeling, legs spread and your hands on your thighs. Eyes on the floor.”
“I thought—”
“Did I ask you to talk?” It’s harsh, but the tremble that courses over her body is evidence that she’s turned on by my dominant nature.
“No, Sir.” Her whisper sends blood straight to my cock and all I can think of is fucking her. Hard. Until she’s coming over my cock, while screaming my name. Her submission, letting me take her is what I need right now. I open the drawer and grab what I need. I turn to face her, she’s in presentation position and she looks incredible. He soft hands are flat on her smooth thighs. Her head dipped and her eyes are on the floor. She’s kneeling for me and those beautiful legs are spread.
“Close your eyes.” She obeys and I tie the blindfold around her head. When it’s secure with a knot, I watch her for a few moments. She’s only wearing a pair of panties and looks good enough to eat. I grasp her hand and pull her up, guiding her onto the bed, letting her lay flat on her back. I grab the blood red rope and which will have her bound to my mercy. “What’s your safe word baby?”
“Summer.”
“Good, remember that.” When both her ankles are secure, I move and tie her wrists to the bedposts, taking in the beautiful sight of my girl, spread before me on the black satin sheet. She is at my mercy. Only for me. Forever. I grab a blade, lifting the material at her hip, I slit the tiny pair of panties she’s wearing. Once the other side is slit, I pull them out from under her. She’s now completely naked.
The rise and fall of her chest is the only sign that she’s nervous. Her nipples have pebbled and I am dying to lick and suck them into my mouth. I pick up the feather which I retrieved from the drawer and trail it across her skin. The movements are slow, light and leave goose bumps in their wake. From her feet, up her beautiful legs, just missing her sweet bare pussy. When I reach the sensitive spot below her breasts, her nipples harden even more. A low whimper escapes her soft plump lips. Her breasts are heaving with every breath. I need to suck them. Fucking beautiful. Her moans are getting louder and my cock is getting harder. With the tip of the feather, I trace a trail from her neck, and I bring it all the way back down between her legs.
“Luke…”
“Shhhh lumiére.”
I step back, watching her writhe on the bed. “Luke.”
“Shhh, baby. I’m here.” I turn on the small vibrator and her breathing hitches. When I sit on the bed her head turns as the bed dips. “I will not hurt you. Just breathe and enjoy the sensations. They will overwhelm you, but you will enjoy every moment. Because when I fuck your tight pussy, you will come harder than you’ve ever come before.” I tease her lips; the soft vibration sending tingles over her mouth. When I move it lower, down the nape of her neck, her breathing hitches. I reach her nipples and her hips buck off the bed. “Still baby, don’t move.”
The teasing must be driving her crazy, tonight she will never forget. Every emotion and every sensation will be magnified right now. Once I have teased her nipples I move the small pink vibrator down her stomach and over her mound. She’s trying so hard not to move. “Good girl. Just relax.”
When it touches her sensitive clit, it s
ends a pulse through her and she cries out. Just like I wanted her to. I take it off again. “You’re not coming so soon lumiére.” She huffs and I stifle a chuckle. “My sweet, Cassie. Always so eager for me.” Time for the another sensation to send her reeling. I rise from the bed and grab the matches and strike one. She stills on the bed, not sure of what I am doing. I light the red candle on the nightstand and place the burnt out match next to it. “Do you trust me, lumiére?” She gives me a small nod. “Good girl.” I sit on the bed next to her and trace feather light touches over her soft skin. Goose bumps rise in the wake of my touch. Perfect, now you’re ready. I reach for the candle and when the hot wax drips over the rise of her breasts, her nipples pebble further.
“Luke!” Her cry is a plea, of pleasure rather than pain, the fine line between the two is ever present, but her body bucking to the sensation is testament that she’s close to the edge. I watch the cooling wax on her skin. Goose bumps prickle on her smooth silky skin. When I pick up the remote control, I press play on the sound system, the slow melodic piano of Hurricane by Thirty Seconds to Mars starts.
“My gorgeous girl.” I reach for the candle again, and drip wax down her soft stomach, stopping at the top of her bare little cunt. Its glistening with her arousal and I am aching to slide into her. “You like that, lumiére?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I place the candle back on the night stand, the next few days will be difficult for both of us. Tonight I need to savor her. My lips pepper soft kisses on her nipples, feather light. Teasing. “Still, lumiére, keep still.” As the song progresses, her breathing hastens and I see the pulse in her neck quicken. I pick up the crop and rise from the bed.
“Luke, please?”
“What do you need, baby?”
“I want...” She quietens, and I am worried I have hurt her. “you.”
“Do you need to use your safe word?” She shakes her head in a quick movement. “Then what, Cassie?” The frustration in my voice is evident. I need to keep calm.
“Fuck me.” Her voice is low as the song starts again.
I bring the crop down on her belly and her back arches. Fuck she’s beautiful. I bring the crop down for a second time and her moans increase in volume. “Luke please?” Stroking the soft leather tip across her nipples, she gasps. The beautiful sight of her back arching off the bed is the most erotic thing I have ever seen. The pleasure on her face is making my control waiver.
“Soon my lumiére. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
This is insane, I need to be inside her. I drop the crop, and undo my pants, tugging my shirt off. I stand at the end of the bed, dropping my boxer briefs. When kneel between her spread legs, I plant soft kisses on her smooth skin, from her knees, up her thighs. Inhaling the sweet musky scent of her arousal. I flatten my tongue, and lap at her bare little cunt. “Oh God!” Her voice is raspy with desire when she cries out.
“Fuck your pussy tastes good, baby!” My voice a low growl. The lyrics wash over us as I feast on her. Sucking her clit into my mouth as she bucks and trembles under me. I slide two fingers inside her tight wet core. She’s so hot inside, as her desire climbs, her pussy clenches around my fingers. Her orgasm is so close and I want her to come on my tongue, to taste those delectable juices. Fuck, I want to drink her in everyday of my life. My fingers set a relentless pace as plunge into her. “Come for me. Now.” When I curl them, touching a sensitive spot inside her, it pushes her over the edge as she screams out her release.
I need to be inside her, right now. Sliding up her body, I grip my steel shaft, it’s so hard. I tease her entrance with the head of my cock. “Is my dirty little sub ready for my cock?”
“Yes!” She hisses through her clenched teeth. With one unrelenting drive I slam into her. “Fuck!!” Her cries magnify the lust inside me. The need to make her feel everything that I feel. All my emotions pour from me, into her. The anger, pain, anguish, and ultimately the pleasure. When the song reaches a crescendo, my body drives harder into her. Her hips buck up into me, accepting me, taking me.
I thrust into her, deeper and faster. “You’re my love. My lumiére. I love you Cassie.” I lower my body over hers, planting soft kisses on her lips and neck. My teeth nip at the sensitive spot behind her ear. I love how her body writhes under mine while my cock is buried deep inside her.
“Oh God, Luke!”
“Don’t come baby, wait for me.”
My relentless pace pins her to the bed. She needs to see me; those chocolate eyes need to look into mine. I reach up and pull the blindfold off. Our gazes lock, the lust between us is palpable. She sucks in her bottom lip, biting down hard. I can’t stop, there is no way I can slow down either. My release surging through me and I fuck her faster and faster. She closes her eyes and I growl. “Open your fucking eyes. Look at me!” She snaps her gaze up. Our eyes lock in a heated stare.
“Come for me lumiére. Give me your light!” Both our bodies tense and her cunt clenches and tightens around me. Milking me for every drop of my seed. Her cries echo through the room as I call out her name. We still as we come down from that intense scene. I have never played out a scene like that before. Intense, but filled with real love, and emotion. Cassandra draws out my darkness, and instead of it being a danger to her, she revels in controlling it. She owns every part of me. When I look into her eyes, there is nothing I can’t do or feel or be. “Fuck.” I can’t muster up anything else, but that one word. Nothing in the world can ever prepare me for sex with Cassie. As I slip out of her, I see her wince. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. You didn’t…” A shy smile plays on her lips. I undo the ropes and flutter soft kisses on her ankles. When I inspect her making sure she isn’t bruised from the strain, showing the same care for her wrists. As I flop onto the bed, I pull her into me. Spooning against her soft body.
“Are you okay baby? I wasn’t too rough.” Cassie rolls over to face me. She plants a chaste kiss on my lips. Her eyes are filled with something. Love? Excitement? Desire?
“That was incredible.” A shy giggle erupts from her throat and I smile. My arms tighten around her, holding her so close she can feel my heart beat in my chest.
“My gorgeous girl.”
“Yes, Sir.” I groan in pain at her words. “What’s wrong?” The concern in her voice is evident and I can only chuckle. She’s so unaware of the effect she has on me.
“You make me hard when you say that.” Another giggle, as we close our eyes. Pulling the soft satin sheet over us as sleep takes over.
Cassandra
I sat in the office staring into nothing. My mind whirled with the pain Lucien was going through. The funeral would be in a few days; all the arrangements were made. We were still both in shock, this situation was too surreal. The only good thing to come from this was that Lucien had not pushed me away. Quite the opposite, he had pulled me closer. He spent every waking moment with me. This being the exception when he had to be the powerful CEO. Since his father passing the board had to have meetings to decide on what the best way forward was. Lucien was named acting CEO until the annual meeting which was taking place in February. They would then vote, with the shareholders and only then would he become the official CEO. Since we were in November now, we had time to get all the paperwork to prove that Lucien knew the business better than any of the other directors vying for the role. Also, his dad was training him to take over once he had retired, which made Luke the obvious choice. There was no question about it.
I sat back and spun my chair to face the window. My office overlooked a beautiful park and in the distance the ocean looked angry in the glum grey light of the day. Rain fell in heavy sheets, and I shivered. “Cassie,” I spun around to see Jayce. He looked exhausted, being Luke’s best friend, he had been there through the whole ordeal. Dressed in a pair of familiar looking ripped Levi’s and a grey hoodie, he stepped into my office and offered a small smile.
“Jay, what’s up?” I made to get up when he shook his head.
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bsp; “Don’t, I need to show you something.” He placed a folder on my desk. When I pick it up, I glance at him. The list is full of phone numbers I don’t recognize, but there are photo’s in the folder too.
“Fuck!” My eyes snap up to Jayce, his face confirms my suspicion. “We have to tell Luke. This could be something that might hinder him getting CEO. That bitch is going to try to take the company from him.” I slam the folder shut, unable to bring myself to look at it anymore. The photo’s show that Claudia was meeting with the Verán family lawyer not long before Luke’s dad fell ill. This is evidence she must have had something to do with it. Why else would she be meeting with the lawyer? This is spiraling out of control.
“It’s up to you Cass, he will lose it when he sees this. Is that a good idea before the meeting? It’s only a few months away, but he needs to keep his wits about him.” Jayce makes sense, but Luke needs to see this. He’s up against this and he can’t be alone. Next week will be the reading of the will and if Claudia had anything to do with it, I am sure she’s got Mr. Verán to give her something. Anything. A feeling that something bad will happen takes hold of me, and I can’t shake it.
“You’re right Jayce, I don’t want him blindsided.”
“Who is blindsided?” Jayce spins around and my eyes dart to the door to find Lucien standing there with a quizzical look on his face. As he steps inside his eyes immediately fall to my desk and zero in on the folder. “What’s that?” I glance down and pick up the manila folder. My eyes flit to Jayce as I hand it to Luke.
