Coming Home Read Online Lydia Michaels (Surrender Trilogy #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Drama, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Surrender Trilogy Series by Lydia Michaels
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Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 130286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 651(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
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She wasn’t admitting to anything!

“Stubborn,” he whispered as he leaned back on his heels, taking his touch with him. His hands

tugged at the waist of his silk pants, and his cock sprang out. “You’re going to suck my cock now. And

only when I’m about to come will I fuck you.”

Had she even moved? Her body reacted so quickly. She was on her hands and knees, taking him

deep into her mouth.

His fingers caught in her hair and he thrust to the back of her throat, forcing her to take quite a bit of him. She was lost in a white haze of passion, determined to bring him more pleasure than any other

woman—or man—ever could.

“You see, Evelyn,” she vaguely heard him whisper over her head as she worked his flesh. “I set the

conditions, and you fight me almost every time because you’re so used to fighting for every scrap of

pleasure you have in this world. You have more self-discipline than any woman I know, and when I

take you to that place of surrender and you give over, you do so beautifully. Never mistake yielding

for weakness. Your resilience, your choice in the matter, is what makes your surrender so priceless. I

may strip away your boundaries, but true courage comes when you bare all in the face of our love.”

She stilled and released him. Slowly, she sat up, his words playing again and again in her mind. All

else faded away until the need to surrender was all that remained. She had the choice. She finally understood.

She met his gaze and whispered, “Please, Lucian, take me.”

He toppled her to the bed and they kissed madly, laughing and moaning as he filled her. His

physical potency blanketed her as the emotional sense of strength he stimulated inside of her

exploded. He erased every questioning doubt she’d entertained over the past two hours as his desire

for her and her alone stifled every insecurity and satisfied every need she had.

His mouth dragged over her flesh as he praised her for being exactly who she was and vowed to

always be what she needed. “I love you, Evelyn. Only you. Forever.”

“I love you too.”

It was in that moment, as he took her without apology, that she embraced a certain kind of oneness

he often provoked in her and she realized, while not everyone worked under this sort of sexual

dynamic, they did.

He made sense of her and she did the same for him. They were two parts of the same twisted whole.

She knew in that moment he was her future, and she recalled the vision she’d had of a young boy

running to her, resembling both her and Lucian. She was going to marry him someday, and perhaps he

loved her just enough to wait until she was ready to face those fears of letting go as well.

Chapter 17

Falling In

By mid-June the city was sweltering. If leaving the hotel could be avoided, it was. Yet, Evelyn

made a point to return to her own apartment at least once a week. She didn’t know why she did this,

perhaps it was a needed reminder to both her and Lucian that she still stood apart from them and held a very fundamental part of her.

He grumbled when she made excuses to go home, and she usually returned by way of Dugan once

Lucian’s patience ran out. But he never forbade her this private space and time, and she loved him all

the more for granting her that significant escape. However, as time went on, she realized her

apartment was not as magnificent as she’d once thought. It was shelter, and with that shelter came

pride, but after a few hours wandering around the small vacant space, she’d soon begin to miss him.

During those quiet moments she did find time to contemplate her career. She wasn’t lying when she

told Lucian she didn’t know what she wanted to do. Time would tell. As Jason taught her language arts

he also broached other subjects. Her passions were still budding and eventually she’d choose a

specific future to chase. Until then, she decided Lucian was right. She was better off focusing on her

studies rather than working part time trying to make ends meet when he’d already met all her needs.

At the condo, even when he wasn’t there, he was. His scent was on the furniture. His personal items

scattered throughout wore his mark. She realized she was beginning to wear the same mark. Lucian

was simply so overwhelming he left fingerprints everywhere he touched. His fingerprints, she

suspected, were taking shape on her soul.

Evelyn found it interesting that this was the first summer she’d actually held on to all of her

belongings. Usually she was forced to stash a great deal of her things because lugging them around in

the heat became unbearable, but this year all of her stuff was safely put away in closets and drawers.

When her bank statements showed up at the condo, she was grateful she’d never gone through the


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