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Acacia releases her bottom lip from between her teeth, her pink tongue darting out to wet the soft skin. “It doesn’t matter,” she sighs, sounding exhausted. “If you’re here, back in my life, with good intentions, back off. You need to give me time to wrap my head around you not being dead.”
“Very well,” Alexander concedes, locking his jaw.
With those words, Acacia’s dad turns around and leaves. The man that came carried himself like he had hope, the one leaving does so with deflated shoulders and a hunched spine.
“How do you want to do this?” Why the fuck am I feeling like an insecure school boy asking a girl out for the first time?
Nereid lifts one eyebrow. “It?” she questions, calling me out on my poor articulation.
Liam snickers, and Gus snorts, proving they’re sharing her amusement.
“Let me rephrase,” I say, clearing my throat. “It’s our wedding night, so you’re sleeping with me tonight. Alone.” Without waiting for my nereid’s answer, I take her hand and pull her with me, away from her two consorts.
Before we make it more than a few steps, Liam walks in front of me and barricades the door. “Mistress?” Never failing to prove his loyalty, he challenges me—my authority—with that one word.
I know I shouldn’t care, but it’s hard not to. “Back off,” I snarl, my inhibitions lowered from the drinks I’ve indulged in during the celebration.
After Alexander left, we celebrated on the yacht with Lupa and Morgana. It didn’t take long for everyone to calm down, even enjoy themselves. Although Nereid, Gus, and Liam drank nothing without sniffing it thoroughly first, they still let their guards down as the day and evening progressed.
Even though the day was a lot less than she deserves, I think it was exactly what she needed—maybe even wanted. It was down to earth and informal, a direct contradiction to what our official wedding will be like. That will be a week-long celebration, with entertainment being thrown in her honor, buildings pledged in her name, and a lot of other ostentatious shit that I know she won’t care about.
The only thing I think—and hope—she will enjoy, is my gift to her. After revealing my ideas to Liam and Gus yesterday, they helped me tweak and refine my general concept into something they’re both certain she will love and actually use.
“Not a chance,” Liam says so loud I get the feeling he’s already said it once. “Agápi, do you want to spend the night with him?”
Letting go of my hand, Acacia walks up to Liam and kisses him. “I do.” Then she walks over to Gus and to all of our surprises, she kisses him as well. “Goodnight,” she says, waving at them as she follows me into the master bedroom on the yacht.
As soon as we get inside, Acacia pushes me down on the bed and I go willingly. “Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?” she queries, her tone low and sultry.
Without waiting for me to answer, she rids herself of her dress, baring her naked and perfect body to me. “Fucking hell,” I groan. “If I’d known you were wearing nothing under that, I would have snuck my fingers into your cunt earlier.”
“Promises, promises,” she mutters playfully. Then she joins me on the bed. “Hands above your head, professor. Don’t move.”
My cock jerks in my pants and I feel pre-cum leaking from the slit as she undresses me. I fist the headboard while she kisses and licks her way from my collarbone, down to the dark patch of hair just above my groin.
“Mhmm, someone is happy to see me,” she purrs as I lie naked and waiting, trembling with anticipation beneath her probing eyes.
“Touch me,” I rasp, desperate to feel her hands and mouth back on me.
“Let’s have a drink first,” she says, winking as I growl at her suggestion. “Now, now, professor. You know that all good things come to those who wait.” With those words, she walks over to the minibar and pulls out a bottle of champagne.
While she uncorks it and pours it into glasses, I get a perfect view of her round ass. Fuck, I can’t wait until I can touch her. Every atom in my body screams for me to take back control, to not let her play with me, but I ignore it. Right now, I want to see what she has in store for me, and it’s fucking hot to have her take charge.
As she comes back over to the bed, I reach for the glass, frowning in confusion when she pulls it away from me. “Hands on the headboard,” she says, disapprovingly. I immediately comply with her demand. “I want to kiss you before you have some.”
I don’t question the weirdness of her words. Instead, I greedily kiss her back as her lips fuse to mine. Our tongues slither around each other like two snakes, and I love the taste and feel of her. All too quickly she breaks the kiss, and I let her pour the champagne into my mouth.
Even though her naked body is on display, it’s hard to take my eyes off hers. They’re so full of life, hinting at a secret, carrying a promise of what’s coming—and I’m eager for whatever surprise she has for me tonight.
“See, I knew you could be good,” she purrs as she straddles me. “I’ve been thinking about this all night, professor. Can you feel how wet I already am for you?” She slides her wet cunt along my shaft, and I groan at the feel of her slick folds.
“Fuck me, Nereid. Take my cock like a good girl. Use me to make yourself come.”
She bats her eyelashes and whispers, “Yes, professor.”
My forearms bulge with the restraint of holding back as she eases herself down on me, taking my dick inside her agonizingly slow. “Don’t fucking test me, or you won’t remain in control for long.”
She ignores me, still lowering herself so slowly it might just kill me. As I groan in frustration, she finally impales herself fully on me. Throwing her head back and moaning loudly. “I’m always in control,” she rasps, leaning forward so she can squeeze my nipples. “If you want to dominate me, you have to take it. But tonight… oh, fuck… tonight we have a score to settle.”
