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She gasped, unsure if I was going to try and drown her again. Letting go of her under the water, we surfaced and simply stared at each other. So, I just waded in the river beside her, my body heat rippling at her icy touch.
We were fire and ice, oil and water…cats and dogs. No, maybe not feline and canine, but we were like night and day or winter and summer.
We didn’t fit.
Our lives didn’t join. She was a shadow, and I was the ghost. She was the killer of killers, and I slayed whomever I pleased. Nothing about us was remotely similar, yet the pull I had to her left me stuck as her captive.
The pull was an inescapable link, which I felt, but it was clear she did too. I could feel that she was just as helpless against it. The harder I fought to free myself from her, the more I needed her.
She looked at me. Those thick, black eyelashes wet, her golden hair creating a true crown around her head.
The princess just slayed the dragon because I was absolutely transfixed.
I needed her.
I would have her.
She.
Was.
Mine.
Gripping her luscious curves and pulling her to me, she moaned, her body so cool to the touch where I scorched her. I let my hand grip her breasts, sliding down to take a handful of her thick ass. My cock popped up, jabbing her in the stomach.
The water made us weightless, so I tried to tell myself, the feeling of floating was only because of the water. She reached over and gripped my dick in her small hand, running it from tip to base. The hiss I let out made her smile, and she did it again, faster. She was skilled and sure.
I growled, yanking her hand from me, pinning her hands behind her back, and holding her to me. We fell below the water, our breaths creating bubbles around our faces. I gripped her chin in my hands, bringing those dangerous lips to my own.
The coolness of the water did nothing to stop that heat from freezing me in place. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, beckoning and tasting. Her taste mingled with the salt of the water.
I wanted her so badly that it hurt.
Gripping her ass, I spread her legs with my knee, plunging my aching length into her in one swift thrust.
She whimpered. The sound created a cascade of bubbles all around us. Pulling her firmly onto my cock, I pulled us back to the surface. Sucking air back into my lungs was more a guttural cry of pleasure than for getting oxygen. Her slick pussy squeezed me, the water such a contrast to her warm, soft insides. She clung to me, coating me in her sweet honey-flavor.
I pinched her nipple, gripping her ass, making her ride me even harder and faster.
Her moans and scratching nails were the best thing I’d ever felt. Her hands reached for my shirt that was riding up, her fingers rubbing along the raised scars marring my back. I felt her gasp before I wrenched her hand away, pinning them on her ass.
My cock was twitching so hard, my balls so full, I needed a release.
“Fuck,” I barked.
I knew I was nothing more than a crazed, possessed man, but I didn’t care. This beautiful siren milked my cock and rocked her hips, riding the waves of the river and her own orgasm.
With one last moan, I came undone, marking her, making her mine.
It was too much and not enough.
I would never get enough.
“You are mine, Ember.” Her head tipped forward, and she bit my shoulder. “Say it!”
I grabbed her chin, pressing my finger in her mouth, locking her teeth, and forcing her gaze to mine.
She moaned around my finger, undulating and shaking. Her breasts were pushed into my chest as she threw her head back, her hair floating around like ribbons of gold.
