She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 700

Loyce calls his name in a low whisper, her voice laced with breathy moans.

An intense, hollow ache blossoms deep within her, desperate to be filled, desperate to connect with him completely.

That single whisper obliterates the last remaining walls of Lucian's control.

He sweeps her up into his arms and wades toward the shore. Water splashes around his calves, scattering like fallen stars.

Carrying her effortlessly, he strides across the beach, his heavy footprints sinking deep into the sand, straight toward the luxury tent.

Inside, he lays her down gently onto the thick blankets, treating her like fragile porcelain.

The canopy of the tent is transparent, letting the endless galaxy shine down on them, bearing witness to their devotion.

Lucian hovers over her, water dripping from his hair onto her flushed cheeks. His dark eyes are a stormy sea of unbridled lust and bone-deep love, looking ready to devour her whole.

"Loyce," he rasps, his voice rough and tight with a painful craving. "Look at me."

Loyce opens her misty eyes, staring straight into the raging inferno burning just for her.

She reaches up, tracing his clenched jaw, sliding her fingers down his neck to his Adam's apple.

He is on the edge of the abyss, but he still holds back, refusing to just blindly take her. They have pushed the boundaries time and time again, but they have never crossed the final line.

Staring down at her, panting heavily, he asks with both reverence and desperate hunger, "Are you sure? You want this?"

"If you can't handle it, I can take the lead," she replies, blinking her damp eyes. There is raw desire in her gaze, mixed with an undeniable curiosity to explore him.

That sentence is the ultimate catalyst. Lucian dips his head, a low, dark chuckle vibrating in his chest. "It's a little too early for you to underestimate me."

It is time he showed her exactly what happens when a man who has dedicated his entire life to the military and the ocean finally lets the caged beast loose. It is going to be terrifyingly intense.

A wicked smirk curves his lips. "Back then, I thought it was disgusting. I even punished them for violating protocol. But now that I have you in front of me... I realize it's a completely different story."

To her utter shock, he dips his head between her thighs. Her eyes fly wide open.

Loud, wet sounds fill the silent island, echoing inside the tent, dangerously erotic.

He is doing everything he can to make sure she is completely relaxed and drowning in pleasure.

Soon enough, Lucian's own endurance reaches its absolute limit. He pulls back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Reaching over, he grabs the protection he had commanded his men to leave in the tent.

Now is not the time for a baby. He is going to protect her.

Holding her gaze, they share one final, loaded look. Loyce gives a small nod.

Lucian finally pushes into her...