Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 59

Scarlett

Chapter 59

Scarlett’s POV

The peace we had now was fragile, held together by unspoken words and careful steps. I didn’t want to risk breaking it by defending a man most others saw as a threat. I would keep my thoughts to myself, no matter how they stirred within me. My father was gone, and without a wolf of my own, the South was better off in their hands.

“It’s okay, Lucian,” I said, hoping my smile would reassure him. “I didntake offense.”

His eyes met mine, softening even more, his gaze full of a tender concern that left me feeling exposed, vulnerable.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, a look of regret shadowing his face. “I’m sorry for how I treated you when you first arrived. I know I’ve said it before, but I truly am. Please know that we really want you to feel at home, to come back to our apartment. But we won’t rush you.” His voice was gentle, a promise wrapped in kindness.

I looked down, feeling the weight of my own emotions.

“I know, Lucian,” I replied quietly. “I know you’re not pushing me. It’s just… it’s hard for me. When I’m with the three of you, there’s this pull, something inside me that draws me closer, that makes me want to give ein. And that scares me because I’m not ready. I need my space–I need to feel like I’m in control.” I took a deep breath, finding strength in my words. “I want to keep this room. Maybe I’ll sleep in the apartment now and then, but I need this place to be mine, even after… even after everything. I need that.”

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Lucian listened, his eyes softening with understanding. He lifted his hand, his fingers brushing through my hair gently, and smiled–a quiet, accepting smile that made me feel safe, as if he was saying that he would wait, that he understood what I needed even if I hadn’t said it perfectly.

“I understand, Scarlett,” Lucian said, his voice soft and steady. “My mother was like that too. My parents loved each other deeply, but my mother kept a

room of her own. It was her

Sanctuary, her spa

to breathe and be herself. She/rarely slept there, but it meant something to her. I get it.” His gaze held mine as he promised, “I’ll explain this to the others, Scarlett. I’ll make sure they understand.”

In that moment, something shifted between us, a silent thread growing tighter, pulling me closer to him. It was as if all the walls I had carefully kept in

place crumbled, and I felt a longing I could no longer ignore. Acting on an impulse I couldn’t contain, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his, tasting the

warmth and reassurance he was able to offer.

He responded, wrapping his arms around me, holding me close as his lips moved sweetly, tenderly against mine. His kiss was gentle, yet there was a

rawness, an intensity, that made my pulse race.

I shifted, settling onto his lap, never breaking the kiss. The desire building inside me was a force of its own, taking over and I fould feel his body respond to mine. A part of me wanted him more than I could ever put into words- my body felt alive, aching, every inch of me craving his touch.

I felt his hand slide up beneath my oversized shirt, his fingers brushing over my bare skin, and a shiver ran through me. I knew he could sense my need, the scent of my arousal lingered between us, undeniable. Lucian’s hand moved with reverence, his touch exploring as if he had been waiting for this, perhaps just as long as I had. His fingertips found my breasts, and as he caressed them, a moan escaped my lips, soft yet desperate.

His lips left mine, trailing kisses down my neck, igniting a path of warmth and longing that went deeper than I’d ever felt before. Each kiss, each touch, feh like a spark, setting fire to my skin. It was as though he knew exactly what I needed, like every stroke of his hand, every kiss he planted, was meant to

dissolve the last of my resistance.

He gently laid me back, positioning himself between my legs, his gaze intense and filled with something dark and wild. The golden light in his eyes seemed

to flicker, turning into the shadowed, almost primal look of his wolf.

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“Searleit he whispered, his voice rougherred with need, and I moaned in response, feeling something coil tight inside me, a craving that felt almost unbearable.

Keeping his gaze locked with mine,

slipped his hard between my legs, his fingers brushing over my sensitive skin, teasing, gentle yet firm. When his touch found my clit, a gasp escaped me, my body arching into his hand, yearning for more. The way he touched me was deliberate, patient, yet it left me feeling completely unravelled, as though I was his for the taking.

“Lucian,” I whispered, my voice trembling, filled with a need that only he could satisfy. His finger slipped inside me, careful, almost hesitant, yet the pressure was deliciously unbearable. It wasn’t enough–I wanted him deeper, needed him to fill the emptiness inside me.

He leaned down, his lips brushing mine as his hand moved in slow, aching strokes. His touch was both fire and comfort, his gaze holding me captive as if he wanted to memorize every reaction, every breath I took. All I could think of was him–his scent, his warmth, the strength of his arms around me. In that moment, nothing else mattered.

“You’re so wet, Scarlett,” Lucian growled, his voice low and rough, filled with a need that matched my own.

“I want you so badly. I want to claim you and make you mine.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, making my pulse quicken. I could barely respond, my mouth too busy gasping and moaning as the heat between us grew.

He pulled back just a little, enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze dark and intense. “I know Clay and Maxwell have tasted you… may I?” His voice was thick with anticipation, and all I could do was let out a breathless, approving moan. This was all so new to me, a kind of pleasure I had only begun to explore, and Lucian made it feel so natural, so right.

He growled softly, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “You’re so wet, Scarlett,” he murmured again, almost as if he couldn’t believe it. Before I could even

catch my breath, he positioned himself between my legs, his gaze never leaving mine, and then he lowered his head.

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Michele Gremillion

Lucian turn, I

still think it will be lucien who gets her first. it might be Cay if its not lucien.

7 days ago.

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