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He stopped kissing her, raising his head to look at her with a knowing smile. “You’re just calling me that so I can call you Mrs. Andreadis, aren’t you?”
Her answering smile was sheepish. “Kinda?”
Laughing, he spun her around to face him and as he kissed her, he murmured against her lips, “I love you, too, Mrs. Andreadis.” Lifting her up in his arms, he carried her back to the bedroom, figuring it would serve to meet the tradition of carrying his bride over the threshold.
Laying MJ gently on the bed, he asked her solemnly, “You’re sure about this?” Unknown to everyone, he and MJ had not made love since her abduction, Helios allowing her time and space to heal and make the most important decision about her body.
It had killed him to hear her speak about what she had gone through when she narrated her ordeal to their therapist. If he had the chance to kill everyone in that fucking warehouse again, he would have given up his entire fortune to seize that opportunity. Dying once was just not enough for what Manolito Chavez had forced MJ to undergo.
Looking down at MJ, he swore to himself that he would wait for as long as it took for MJ to trust him with her body. When she opened her mouth to speak, he readied himself for rejection, but instead all she said was, “I can’t believe you’re going to take my virginity again.”
A ragged laugh escaped him. “Did you really just say that, brat?”
She nodded, a half-shy, half-teasing smile on her face. “But I really mean it. I’m just stunned, that...we’ll have something this special for us to celebrate again. Because if it were up to me, I’d never have done something like that. But it happened and now...” She tenderly placed a hand on one smoothly shaven cheek. “I think it’s all predestined, don’t you think?”
“Whatever you say, brat.” He lowered himself to her, careful not to crush her body under his. “All I know is that I’m lucky to have you in my life.”
She wrapped her silken limbs around his neck. “Me, too, President,” she whispered. “Me, too.”
He growled, “Stop calling me that.”
She giggled. “I think it’s sexy now.”
“I don’t. It makes me think you’re screaming for Obama when I fuck you.”
She gasped. “Whyyyyyyyy...” She beat his chest. “Oh my God, why do you have to say something like that? Now I can never call you President in bed or I’ll always think that.”
He smirked. “That’s exactly my plan.” Before she could complain about his underhandedness, he started kissing her, and MJ’s protests turned into whimpers.
She savored every kiss and caress, loving the fact that there wasn’t a single second she felt like shrinking away from Helios’ touch. The past was really gone and buried, leaving her with only the most promising days in Helios’ arms to look forward to.
She sighed and whimpered as Helios started sucking her breasts, gently at first, but when she tugged his hair, reminding him that she was no fragile doll, he started sucking hard. And when he bit her nipples, she cried out, her body arching towards his because she wanted more. So, so much more.
MJ twisted and writhed under Helios as he kissed his way further down, pausing right on top of her folds to tease her. She tried pushing him down, her inhibitions disappearing at the strength of her desire for him, but he resisted, even raising his head to smirk at her.
“Please,” she begged him.
“In time,” he promised, his voice rough with need.
He teased her folds with light drifting touches from his fingers, teasing it over and over until she was sobbing and soaking wet. And just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, his mouth was suddenly there, sucking on her clit the same time he pushed two fingers inside her. His thrusts were gentle and firm at the same time, working to make her inner muscles relax.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Please,” she whispered. “Please, take me now.”
Her plea was said in such a sexy whisper it was impossible for him to ignore, and with a growl Helios lifted himself up. Pushing her legs apart, he slid one hand under her, readying her to take him all in. “This is likely to hurt again,” he warned her.
“I know. But I’m just so glad...it’s you again.”
“Me, too, brat.” He pressed a kiss on her forehead. “I love you.”
“I love you—” She gasped, realizing Helios had distracted her so that he could slide his cock into her fully without her being tense about it. Inside her, she felt something break, again, and she closed her eyes, tears slipping down her face.
For her, what happened was God’s miracle, allowing her to experience the beauty of losing her virginity to Helios again. But unlike before, this time they both knew they loved each other.
She tightened her hold around his neck. “Take me.”
His lips covering hers, Helios proceeded to do what she wanted, what they both wanted. He took her as his, completely his, his every thrust remembering every cell of her body who it belonged to. Soon, his thrusts became just a little bit wilder, just a little bit faster and rougher. He tried to slow himself down, tried to be gentle, but God, it had been so fucking long—
Her nails dug into his buttocks. “More,” MJ demanded.
