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CHAPTER 47

MELISSA

Adonis says nothing at all and just guides me back toward the house, and I wonder if he has decided I’m not worth the trouble.

I’m nervous for many reasons. The island mainly. What the fuck was I thinking? I’m not a brave, daring woman who craves excitement with villains and murderers. I’m a respectable US citizen and just a rich kid searching for kicks that money can’t buy. I’m sure that’s what he’s thinking, and he could be right. The trouble is, I wasn’t lying back there. I meant every word. I want to help. To say I’ve made a difference for once in my life because these people are more honorable than anyone I have ever met in the high society world I live in.

We reach the house and head inside, and it’s eerily quiet with only the sound of our footsteps guiding us.

We take the stairs. My hand still firmly clenched by Adonis and as we near the top of the staircase, I fully expect him to head the other way where it splits in the middle. Instead, we walk to my room, and I swallow hard.

What’s happening?

He pushes the door open and as we step inside, he turns and locks the door, causing my mouth to dry and my pussy to clench as he whispers, “I’m still figuring this out, little one. Lie on the bed.”

I swear my pussy throbs and my heart rate is critical as I perch nervously on the side of the bed as he rips off his t-shirt.

His eyes never leave mine for a second and as he steps out of his pants, I bite down on my lip because bathed in the moonlight he is astonishingly beautiful. A sculpted god, a warrior if you like. His muscles ripple as he crosses the room and pulls me up to face him.

He says nothing as he unzips my dress, the sound of it falling to the floor, the only one in the room.

He sends my underwear to join it and then stands back and stares unashamedly at my body as I shiver before him.

“Lie on the bed.” He commands, and I don’t even question him. I do what I’m told, and I squeal as he grabs my ankles and pulls me down to the end of the bed and spreads my legs wide with a feral gleam in his eye.

“I–” He shakes his head and places his finger on his lips and kneels on the floor and sucks my toe into his mouth.

“Fuck.” I groan as he does the same to each one in turn and then nips at my ankles as he works his way up my body. When he reaches my quivering pussy, he sucks my clit and I swear I almost jump to the ceiling as my mind goes somewhere else entirely. To a place many never visit at all. I am in paradise as he works my body in a way I have never experienced before. Gentle nips, sucks, and licks all mix together with the thrust of his fingers inside me. It’s as if I’m an instrument for his own pleasure and he is a master at that and as he turns his attention to my stomach, his fingers enter me and curl up inside.

“Oh my god.” I groan as he fucks me with his fingers while kissing every part of my skin and every sense I possess tingles at his touch. He reaches my neck and bites down on it, and I feel the scuff of his dark jaw grazing my delicate skin.

His cock hovers at my pussy and he presses it against me, demanding entrance to a place he has already conquered. He moves his lips to my mouth and invades it, licking, biting and tasting every part of it.

It’s as if an animal is feasting on me, devouring me whole and just when I think he’s going to slam inside, he spins me around to face the bed and proceeds to kiss my neck, my back and my ass.

His tongue hovers along the crease and I groan loudly, and he curls his fingers inside my pussy, pumping softly as he kisses my heated skin. Once again, he moves slowly down until he reaches my ankles, lifting them and biting them as if I’m a piece of meat at a banquet.

I am already ruined by him and every nerve I possess is tingling, as he drags his tongue up my body and presses his cock against my ass.

There is no other sound in the room but my short gasps and gentle moans. I am in my own sweet world where my pleasure is the only thing that matters.

His hand splays across my abdomen and he lifts my ass off the bed and as his cock slides into my arousal, he pulls me back onto it with a gentle hiss.

He fucks me from behind with no protection between us. His balls slapping against my ass as he takes what he wants. He is playing my body as if it exists for his pleasure and there are no words between us. He grips my hair and pushes further in, my head dangerously close to the headboard as he fucks me hard and relentlessly.

He plays with my clit as he owns me inside and as he presses down, I come so hard he clamps his hand across my mouth as I scream into the palm of his hand.

He doesn’t stop thrusting, pounding, and probing and it’s as if he fills the whole of me. I am his possession now. He does what he likes and I’m merely along for the ride. There is no part of me he hasn’t licked, bitten, or touched and my skin is burning from the effects of it.

He pulls out and spins me around, sitting astride me, his cock dancing close to my mouth, and growls, “Take it.”

I open my mouth wide, and he thrusts inside, intent on owning that too as he plunges to the back of my throat, filling me with the taste of my own orgasm.

This is a dirty fuck and I’m loving every minute of it as he fucks my face hard. Then he stills and with a grunt, a heavy stream of salty cum hits the back of my throat and he pulls out and slaps his hand against my mouth and growls, “Drink it.”

He watches me swallow with a heated gaze of possession that should terrify me but excites me more.

He has claimed every inch of me. There is nothing he hasn’t touched, inside and out, and I’m shocked when he moves from the bed and grabs his clothes, dressing quickly with not a glance in my direction.

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