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Hearing a virgin say such a thing made Acheron shudder with lust, and if there had been the slightest hope of holding back - that was all gone now. He plowed into her again and again and again, harder and faster until the pleasure overtook them both, striking them at the same time, and their bodies arched against each other as he started to come inside of her.
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FOLLOWING THE WEDDING, Acheron and Pippi had their honeymoon in Greece and while there he introduced her to his other friends, such as Stavros and Willow Manolos and the still-single Ioniko Vlahos, who appeared more than interested in buying a beach house at IDF, after hearing Pippi gush about her town.
Their honeymoon lasted for over a month, and they returned just in time to move in to the new extension of Mariposa House. Pippi, whom he knew secretly dreaded the thought of having to live apart from her family, had been over the moon upon seeing her family home renovated and she had burst into tears when Acheron told her they were making their home base in IDF instead of Miami.
Life settled into a peaceful and comfortable routine after that, but it was not in any way boring. The hours at work were always exciting - and sometimes downright suspenseful, too. With Pippi now working directly under Acheron's supervision, she had come to discover that her husband was an intensely sexual man. Put simply, he wanted to fuck her as many times as he could get away with it, and there were times that they nearly didn't escape getting caught.
Even the lives of her family had changed, and it was a wonderful change, too. Acheron being Acheron, he had simply overruled everyone's protests and took over the family finances. All outstanding loans had been paid in full, there was no longer a need to worry about tuition or living expenses, and all of them - her Great-Aunts, Astrid, and her sisters - all received a monthly allowance in exchange of working for Simonides Inc.
"I love our life," Pippi said with a sigh one day.
"I love our life, too,mikrí mou."
They were seated by the window in their favorite cafe in Isla de Flores, with both of them nursing mugs of steaming hot coffee between their hands.
"I'm just so thankful you gave my town a chance," his wife said shyly. "I know you've yet to make any friends here, and while the people here aren't as sophisticated as your friends, they're all very nice, and you'll find them great company, too."
Acheron only nodded, thinking it was too soon to shatter Pippi's illusions about how "simple" Isla de Flores was. As he found more and more time to explore the town and meet the other locals, he had come to realize that IDF seemed to have the highest population of secret millionaires in the entire state. And in this case, he was using the word 'millionaire' rather loosely, having realized that these men had deliberately avoided crossing the billion-dollar mark to avoid being in the limelight.
The owner of the cafe they were in, the town's sole lawyer, the guy managing the corner bookstore and even IDF's own mayor - Acheron, because of his rather extensive connections, had known who they all were despite their rather convincing attempt in downplaying their wealth.
Even Alistair had moved to IDF recently, and thinking about this made Acheron frown as he recalled the last time he was at the local hospital. "Has Vik mentioned anything to you about finding a boyfriend?"
"Vik? My man-hating sister Vik?" Pippi shook her head with a laugh. "That's impossible."
And yet he had seen Vik and Alistair together.
"Why do you ask?" his wife questioned curiously.
"Just a thought." Whatever was going on between those two was up to them. There were other better ways to spend the time than meddling in other people's businesses, and speaking of which—-
Pippi straightened up in her seat in shock when she felt Acheron touch her knee under the table. Her gaze flying to his, she frantically shook her head -
But then she felt his fingers start creeping up.
"Open your legs, mikrí mou." Her husband's voice was low and husky, a voice meant to seduce and own."You know you want to."
Lud, lud, lud.
But because he was right, her legs slowly parted—-
Aaaaaah.
I love our life.
THE END
