With one hand on her jaw guiding her gaze back in his direction even with all the fight left in her body, Lucian continue to stare right back into hers. His thrusts beginning to slow slightly but not enough to stop him from receiving the pleasure he was intent on taking. The kneading of his cock against the tightened and clenched walls of his captive only continued to be another hole in need of molding for the man she would continually reminded she was lesser than. It was obvious that Lucky was an afterthought. A chess piece Lucian continued to use on top of the ability to make Rogue's body quake in pleasure when done right. Or in her case. Wrong.<br/><br/>"Stop talking. Its useless. Learn your place and you may get whatever graces I could care less for. But keep talking and I will remind you why I have every single bit of control between us." His hand still resting on her waist moved up to cup the breasts of the blonde. This time his rough fingers moved up along the curve of her breast with the movement of his hips. The pace of his cock parting her in two. And the moment the hilt of his cock felt the snug grip of her tight asshole, his fingers lightly pinched and tugged on the unpunished hardened pink nipple of Rogue. Twisting and turning her nipple teasingly with this touch.