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“Who is he?”
“The man who was supposed to be your husband.”
“Demetri,” I gasp his first name with so much shocked confusion.
“I’ll explain during our flight.”
“I want to know now.”
“Right now? You want to know right now when I’m about to release my children inside you?” His jaw muscles flex as he grinds his teeth.
“I don’t want to be in a marriage with secrets, sir.”
“Too late for that. There will be many secrets between us, but I promise you the ones I can tell you, I will. It’s for your protection.”
The fluid motions of our love making hasn’t stopped. I breathlessly express my concerns, and he harshly huffs his answers all the while massaging our bodies against one another. His bite is not from annoyance at my short interrogation but of the tremendous strength he is giving by holding back his orgasm. When I get to the point I can no longer communicate, my orgasm ready to unleash its wrath from just him sitting inside me, my back snaps, arching, and I bear down on him with force. I drop my head back and wait for the onslaught of sensitivity as it takes over my body while thoughts of imminent danger surround me.
Though, Demetri doesn’t let me get much private time behind my closed eyes when he demands, “Eye’s on me, baby. I want to see them explode with fire when your pussy strangles the cum from me.”
I lock eyes with his as I slide up and down his shaft. There was a hint of an accent behind his words. Something I know was not a mistake. “You’re not just Italian, are you?” I breathe heavily, panting, while waiting on an answer.
He grins. “No, baby. I am a chameleon. Now make me come.”
I see him text someone while I’m drying off. When I ask who he is messaging, as if I had the right, which I do, especially since it’s so early in the morning, he shot me a look of proud annoyance. In my jealous thoughts, it is her. The woman that may be carrying his baby. He knows it is what I was thinking too. But it isn’t her, or so he says. It was him instructing the pilot that we were not taking off as planned. A few more hours of sleep were needed by us both.
“Demetri?” I wait for a reply under the blanket of darkness. When it doesn’t come, I ask, “Where are you taking me?”
“Get some sleep, Haven,” is all he says.
“Demetri? I hear him breathe heavily with sleep. “Where has my brother been? Why hasn’t he tried to protect me?”
“You’ll see him tomorrow. Now go to sleep.”
I lay there a few minutes, exhausted from the past twenty-four hours. So many questions not answered. I close my eyes and feel myself starting to drift. I don’t know if I am actually smiling or just hallucinating in my dream like state, but I hope wherever he is taking me is a sandy beach with a warm sun.
ChapterThirty-Five
HAVEN
I wake with slow movements,my body deliciously sore. At some point, in the few hours we had been asleep, I felt Demetri glide inside me. His warm body sheathed mine on the outside while his glorious thick length massaged my insides. He rocked my sleepy body like a sweet lullaby, bringing me to an orgasm that made me cry out in a dreamlike state.
I roll to the edge of the bed and sit up, a wide grin I can’t control pulls at my lips. Just the thought that he couldn’t go long without wanting to be inside me again makes me feel off-balance, but in a valuable way, a confident, sexual awakening way.
I turn and look over my shoulder, searching for the man who left the ache, but the bed is empty along with the room. I notice two black leather bags sitting by the door when I grab for my robe to cover up. Demetri’s deep voice carries through the space from inside the closet. Assuming he is on the phone, I pad my way to the bathroom and take care of business, giving him privacy to finish his call. When I exit, he is still talking, more like ordering. A sudden thought hits me, surprising me, but also terrifying the hell out of me, but I decide to do it anyway. I untie my robe, let it drop to the floor, and start in his direction to say good morning in my birthday suit while the full morning sun shines bright through the large windows leaving no room for any cover.
“Good morning,” I slowly sing in a voice I believe is sexy.
To my surprise he is not on the phone but instead speaking to a small, very attractive woman who stands in front of him, overshadowed by his large size.
I gasp, shocked. My hands fly to my chest and privates, covering myself. Demetri slowly turns, looking over his shoulder. He scans my body then turns to face me with a cocky smile. My body flushes with embarrassment as he watches me with intent.
Turning he hums, “Good morning, Haven.” His deep voice full of mirth.
I quickly turn to leave, embarrassed, but he’s swift to snatch my wrist and pull me into his suited body. He’s already fully dressed in grey suit pants and a black dress shirt. The top two buttons of his shirt are open showcasing the lotus tattoo at the base of his neck. I feel even more naked, if that’s possible, as I stand here with two fully dressed people. I’m just thankful that the woman is now behind Demetri and can’t see me.
I’m wordless as he looks intently into my eyes. His hand slides around my waist and down my back, gripping one of my cheeks before following the valley to an opening he hasn’t touched before. I suck in a quick breath, stunned when the tip of his finger rims the tight bud. His other hand comes around and goes straight for my opening, feeling the wetness he left behind just hours ago. My palms lay on his chest, shaking from anxiety. As much as I want to run, I know I can’t under his thumb and that excites me even more. His fingers swirl, stimulating both areas but the one where his cum still resides from the past few hours is penetrated further and he collects what he left behind. His brings his hand up and slides his wet finger across my lip as his other one penetrates the tight ring of muscles.
Our eyes are locked and full of heat. “Suck,” he demands.
