Chapter 49

• A sharp gasp escapes my lips, my hips jerking upward as an unfamiliar sensation courses through me. Before I can fully register what’s happening, Lucas forces his injured thumb into my mouth mid-gasp, the fleshy pad pressing firmly against my tongue.
• Panic surges through me. I instinctively try to push him away, my tongue pressing against his digit in protest, but he doesn’t budge. He holds firm, his piercing gaze locked onto mine.
• “Suck, Catherine.” His voice is a low, commanding growl, his hand abandoning my most sensitive spot to brace himself on the bed. He leans over me, his mouth descending toward my neck.