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Her lashes softly drift open and I move back enough to where we can both peer down our bodies. Fuck, she’s tight. Tight, sweet, and tender. She might come off as sassy and full of spunk but she’s soft in my arms.
I draw back, ignoring her tiny mewls of protest. “Look how beautifully you take me.”
I hold her firmly as I drive back in and we both groan. “You’re so hot. So damn good.”
Her eyes light with a desperate wildness at my words. She draws her bottom lip between her teeth and smothers a cry. I pry the tortured flesh from her teeth and stroke the red skin with my thumb.
“I’ve got you,malyshka. Come for me.”
It doesn’t take much more for us to reach our end. We silently share our pleasure as I thrust into her. The feel of her lovely hip bones beneath my fingers makes me all the harder for her. I grind faster and harder. I can’t tell who is breathing heavier—her or myself.
Though she’s still slick and sticky with my first release, I give her more of me. Every last drop and I know it won’t be long before she finds out she’s carrying my baby.
I place a hand over her womb and she does the same. Holding my gaze with a fire in her eyes she screams, “Maxim, yes! Oh, yes! It’s so good.” Desire glitters in her eyes and the possessive monster in me laughs with glee.
Pleasure seers through taut muscle and grips my balls until she’s taking the last of me.
This time I leave my spent cock right where it’s at as we glide down from our shared releases. Nothing feels better than holding her close. I’ll fight the world to keep her in my bed, in my life. We’ll make a stop at the port and then I’ll take her to my private island where I can have her all to myself. I can tie her up, fuck her on every surface and feed her more of my milk like the bastard I am. She’ll be safe there with only the sand, the surf, and sex under the sun. I’ll hide her away from the world where no one can harm her again.
Sleep pulls her under and her eyes grow heavy. Tucked beneath my chin she sighs in a way that mirrors the feelings I have as well. I have no idea what is happening between us but I sure the fuck am not letting her go.
I’ll spend the rest of my days convincing her of the truth we belong together.
Eight
Vannah
Afew hours later the sun has long since set and I am alone in his bed. I can feel the waves softly crash against the boat telling me we are in motion. To where I don’t know. Hopefully to land soon. I’ll have work calling me in the morning wondering why I didn’t show up for my shift.
I sit up. Damn. My phone. It’s probably at the bottom of the ocean. Serenity will be worried sick, too. We were supposed to have a call tonight. Or was that last night?
I look around the cabin for a clock but no luck. There’s a large closet to my left and the sliding doors to my right. I’m tempted to search for a phone but I veto that option quickly. The last thing I want is for the mafia man to think I’m snooping. I think he’d forget about our wild night of passion pretty quickly if he found me going through his belongings. Hard pass.
Golds, blacks, and whites make up the tone of the cabin giving it a soft yet masculine ambiance. I come from a wealthy family, but this opulent floating island has to be worth multi-millions with its glistening chandeliers, hardwood flooring, and built-in saltwater aquariums with their no-doubt priceless fish. Yes, as in more than one.
And then there is the pool at the end of the deck. All visible from my place in the middle of his bed.
I grab a shirt hanging over the side of a chair and I slip from the room. Instead of buttoning it, I let the sides hang freely since it’s just us and the low-hanging moon. I stop at the railing overlooking a deck toward the back of the boat. That is where I find Maxim. Low-slung shorts hug strong hips. He’s not wearing a shirt and his feet are bare. A slumbering dragon is stretching from shoulder to shoulder with embers of fire falling down the length of his back to disappear beneath the band of his shorts.
Sexy! I wonder if he’ll let me lick those fiery lines?
I also wonder if he lets others see him this relaxed. The rumblings of just how ruthless he is are hard to miss even if I don’t hang out in his world.
The drink in his hand seems tasty so I take it from him and casually sip the bourbon. His dark eyes glitter with hunger and amusement as they come around to meet mine. The combination of alcohol and the remnants of pleasure still lingering in my body are dangerously close to having me beg for more than the kiss he’s coming in for.
No words, just lips on lips and tongue on tongue.
“Mmm… it tastes better coming from your mouth.”
“Melt my heart why don’t you.”
“I’d like to melt something.”
“Speaking of liquids, there’s something that has been on my mind since our first kiss and subsequent… romp.” I opt for though really, I should label what we shared as the best sex of my life. My choice of words sparks a wildness in him, making me feel I picked the right adjective after all.
“Romp?” His husky chuckle sends chills skittering over my bed-warmed skin. “I assure you, what happened in my cabin was not a romp, as you say.”
He’s right. “No? How about a quickie then?” I shouldn’t push his buttons but I can’t help myself.
