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She shoved the worries aside. There was so much to think about, so many things ahead of them, and Marianna was sick of worrying. Right now, she only wanted to indulge her body. She could worry about her head and her heart later.

“I want to taste you,” she whispered. Even making the words as soft as she could, the naughtiness caused her sex to clench. She squeezed the tip of him, and a long moan rumbled into the air. “Can I do that?”

“Fuck, yes.”

His fingers bit into her shoulder, and she became acutely aware of how much stronger he was. How much bigger and more powerful. That he could crush her if he wanted to. But he hadn’t. He’d been gentle and slow. She never felt unsafe with him, despite the fact that she was lesser in so many ways. Less experienced, less confident.

But he never stoked those feelings. Instead, he replaced them with better ones. Built her up, made her feel comfortable. Made her feel in control.

Marianna scooted back on her knees as Nico stood, tearing off his clothes until he stood naked before her, his erection jutting forward. She wrapped her fist around him and angled it to her mouth. In the low light, moisture gleamed on his tip, and she swiped her tongue at it. The taste was surprisingly pleasant—musky and subtle. He gasped as she wrapped her lips around him, gentle at first, letting her tongue find the ridge of his head.

“God, Marianna,” he drew her name out, stretching it like the soft toffee she used to buy from the bakery back home.


Marianna was filled with feminine power, loving that she had this big, strong man at her mercy. It was an element missing for her entire life, and she didn’t realize how much she’d craved having some power of her own. She slid him along her tongue as far as she could go, and when the tip of him hit the back of her throat, he gasped.

Nico’s hand came to her hair and gripped tight. Whereas at first, she was driving everything, now he took charge by thrusting into her mouth. Controlling the pace. He slid himself in and out, pumping his hips in long, smooth strokes. She wrapped her fingers around the base of him, creating a tight ring of pressure. He was getting close. Frantic. Blood pulsed through him, causing him to swell on her tongue.

She hollowed her cheeks and sucked. The sound he made would forever be burned into her brain. There were no filters between them, no judgement, no manners. It was basic attraction and raw human need.

“Nico,” she whispered in the darkness after she’d pulled him out of her mouth. “I want you inside me now.”

Without hesitation, he dragged her beneath him, settling between her legs. His strong hands knew exactly what to do. Parting her, he dragged his fingers from her clit to her entrance, teasing her. She pulled his head to hers and kissed him. Could he taste himself on her lips? The thought of it sent a ripple of excitement through her.

“More,” she whispered into his ear.

There was no reason to be so quiet. The staff were gone, and his property was ringed only by beach and trees. She could shout at the top of her lungs because no one would hear them. But this moment was only for them. Not for the trees or the birds or the small animals hiding among the bushes outside. Not for the stars or the moon. And definitely not for obligation.

When Nico pushed a thick finger inside her, she almost shattered on the spot. Her muscles clenched around him, pulsing in time with the waves of orgasm building.

“Oh god,” she gasped. The pulses came quicker now as he stroked her. “No. Not like this.”

She reached for his cock and dragged him through her wetness.

“My wife,” he whispered, and the words were like sunshine on light-deprived skin.

He grunted as he pushed inside her, the feeling so full and so right. Her body clenched for a moment, still not used to the sensation, but slowly she swirled her hips back and forth, encouraging her body to accommodate him. But the gentle swishing motion pushed her to the brink. It would all be over with the first thrust, because staving off the sensation was not an option.

But Nico didn’t wait. He bucked up against her, holding her ass in his hands while he moved. Soon, Marianna trembled with release. Her muscles clenched around him as shockwaves rolled through her body. Last time she didn’t come like this, with him inside her. The feeling was different from his mouth and his hand. Less and yet…more. A string of foreign words fell from Nico’s lips. He didn’t wait for her quaking to subside; instead he picked up speed and the orgasm rolled on and on.

“That feels so good,” she groaned.

Nico’s face crumpled with pleasure as she raked her nails down his back. Then he pushed into her one last time, his face buried into her neck as he found release inside her. After a moment of pure stillness, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled so she was on top, her head resting against his chest. His hands were in her hair, stroking and cradling her head. His muscular arms blocked out the moonlight, and Marianna sighed. She was totally absorbed by him and it was the safest, most cherished she had ever felt in all her life.

“Esi eise theiki mou.” He whispered the words so quietly that Marianna could have easily missed them.

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