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I was a monster.
Yet at the moment, I believed her.
At least I wanted to believe her.
What I should do is stop. But I was selfish, and I wanted her.
She moved, so she straddled my lap and started to unbutton my shirt. I deepened the kiss, stopping only to pull the jumper she wore over her head as we undressed each other in a flurry of clothes. She stopped and looked around nervously, her cheeks turning a lovely shade of rose.
“No one can see us up here,” I reassured her. Her innocence and lack of experience were intoxicating. I might not have brought women back to my various homes to spend the night, but I was definitely no saint.
She deserved better.
I pushed the thought away as my hand skimmed over her breast. She resituated herself on top of me. The flames from the firepit cast a glow upon her, highlighting her slight curves, and my cock grew hard against her sex.
“Touch yourself,” I demanded.
The color in her cheeks darkened. “Keir.”
“You heard me.”
She rose up on her knees, and her hand went between her legs as two of her fingers began to circle her clit.
“That’s it,” I whispered. “Good girl.” I ripped open the package of a condom and quickly slid it on. We had been careful to take precautions since our mistake on the first night. That was until Dearil came out. The condom tore last night, but I didn’t let Evie know.
I leaned forward and removed her hand, replacing it with my mouth. She stiffened and started to protest. “Keir-”
My hand came down on her bottom in a searing smack. “Hold still,” I warned.
She quieted instantly.
“Christ, you’re already wet.” I spread her lips apart and ran my tongue from her precious cunt to her clit. She tasted clean and sweet. Her legs started to shake as I continued to suck and lick her folds. “Not yet, darling.”
I guided my cock to her entrance, and a low moan escaped her as she slowly lowered herself down, stretching to accommodate me until I was fully inside her.
“That’s it,” I said, taking her mouth in mine so she could taste her own desire. She began to move up and down, finding a rhythm. Each stroke built upon the last in torturous delight as I devoured her with my tongue. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down until my cock was buried in her folds to the hilt. She cried out and struggled to push herself off me, but I held her there. “You’re mine.” She was stretched to the limit, and I could feel her passage tighten around me. I needed her to know what it felt like to have all of me. I needed her to remember. “Tell me you’re mine,” I said, spanking her bottom again.
She flinched, which caused her to grind even deeper onto me. “I’m yours,” she groaned.
“Aye, don’t forget it.” My thumb found her clit, and I began to massage it. I could feel her body begin to tremble. “That’s it, darling,” I said, shifting her to her back on the couch so I was on top of her. I picked up where she left off, thrusting my cock in and out at an almost frenzied pace until I felt her orgasm begin to take her. She called out my name, and my own release came hard and fast. When we recovered, I rolled off her and disposed of the condom before pulling her onto my lap.
“You drive me mad,” I said, kissing her on top of her head. The air around us was heavy with fog as the har from the ocean moved inland. I felt her shiver as the chilly mist dampened our skin and covered her with the blanket.
“What happened here?” Evie asked, running her hand over a sinewy scar on my chest in the shape of a starburst. “I never noticed it before.”
It was where Dearil entered me for the first time. I thought I had been shot or stabbed. The pain was so intense. “It’s nothing. An old battle wound.”
“I thought we were being honest with each other,” she said, glancing up at me. “At least for tonight.”
I shook my head. “Fine, you won’t believe me, but I was bitten by a monster.”
She pushed herself off me, frowning. “Guess what? You’re right. I don’t believe you.”
“Let’s go inside. We’ll catch our death of cold out here.” I turned off the firepit and stood up, taking her hand and leading her down the staircase to my bedroom.
I wasn’t sure why I was nervous, but I was. I had slept next to her on the island and on the plane. This would be no different. But there was a difference. I had feelings for her now. There was something to be lost. Before, it was just Bilderberg. Now it was something more profound.
“Come here,” I said, pulling her down on the bed beside me. If this was to be my last time with her, I wanted it to be tender. Not the desperate and heated need for each other we were used to. I kissed her gently on her lips, feeling them part slightly so I could explore deeper. “Shh, not so fast,” I whispered as my hand caressed her cheek. “I want to take this slow.”
