Possessive Stepbrother

At first she struggled, her wet fists glancing off his hard chest. He felt her hand dig into his hair but instead of pulling it to try to get away from him; she tangled her fingers into it, her palm pressing him closer. She responded to his kisses, her tongue coming out to play with his.

He carried her into the bedroom, dropping her down on the too wide bed. Following her down, he refused to give up her lips until she pushed him away, her breathing rough and ragged. Then his lips moved to her throat, finding the pulsing heat. The scent of her blood was arousing, erotic. He'd thought of just this spot on her body for hours, yearning to taste it, to plunge his teeth in and let her blood pulse into his mouth.

Lucian could feel her hands on his shoulders and he ripped his jacket off, the material actually tearing in his haste to get close to her. She fumbled with the intricacies of his tie, finally pulling it free from his neck. His lips moved over her skin, forcing himself away from her