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But neither of us move. I’m biting down the emotion in my throat as we catch our breaths. My palms run over her hair and back, and even as she lays on top of me, her limbs loose and tired, I still want more from her.
“Lie on your back,” I instruct her as I slowly, achingly slow, pull out of her.
“Like this?” she asks quietly, sprawling on the bed beside me.
“Yes. Such a good girl,” I rasp, running my thumb over her lips. Sitting back on my haunches, I pull her legs apart so I have an unobstructed view of her dripping cunt. “Just. Like. That.”
I can tell she feels self-conscious, even after what we’ve shared, but I need to see my seed mixed with her pleasure seeping out of her. “Fuck, Aly, I’m getting hard again from this view.”
Holding her thighs wide apart, I position my body between hers as if I’m about to surge back inside of her. But I don’t. I swipe the head of my penis along her slit, gathering my seed leaking out of her. Then I kneel in front of her mouth. “Sit up and drink what’s yours.”
Her eyes go wide, but she scrambles forward. I don’t miss the way her breath catches and how her nipples tighten to points. She licks me clean, her eyes holding mine with a wicked gleam in them as she savors every last drop.
She’s perfect for me. She has to know that. There will be no one else but her.
“Do you like how we taste together?” I whisper, my hands wrapped around the base of her neck.
“I love how we taste together.”
And I’m not sure if we’re really talking about the taste or something more.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
ALYONA
I wakeup in the middle of the night. It’s not any one thing that wakes me up but the sad realization this is the last night I’ll sleep beside Leo. The last night I’ll breathe in his scent or feel his arms wrap around me or hear his soft rhythmic breaths in his sleep. At that realization, a profound emptiness swells within me.
I can’t stay in this bed any longer. Not as thoughts continue to spin through my half-asleep brain. Carefully slipping out from beneath the covers, I grab a robe and head towards the sundeck. The fresh air is welcome.
Leaning against the railing, I stare out into the calm sea spread before me. It’s so quiet up here that I can hear the gentle lapping of the waves against the hull, the dark sky above speckled with stars.
We set sail for Dubrovnik not too long ago. As soon as we make landfall, the magic bubble we’ve existed in goespop. It’s what we agreed to from the start.
Still, a thousand doubts plague my mind, each one questioning whether I’m making the right decision by walking away from Leo. By not telling him how I truly feel. I can’t lie to myself anymore. I love Leo, and maybe I never stopped, but it doesn’t mean we are meant to be. Even if I could get past how he hurt me, I can’t get past what he is. A vor. A high-ranking member of his family’s bratva.
Time hasn’t softened my stance. I won’t get entangled with a man who has sworn the oath. Not even one who has captured my heart as thoroughly as Leo has. He made his choice a long time ago, and it can’t be undone. I take a deep breath and try to push down the sorrow, but I’m so lost in my thoughts I only hear the footsteps moments before hands grab my waist and spin me around. But it’s not the rough hands I’ve come to crave.
It’s Jack. His flirty smile replaced by hard eyes and lips curled into a snarl.
“Jack?” I say, confused. “What do you want?”
A slow evil grin builds on his face. “I think you know what I’ve wanted the whole time.” Terror floods my veins as he grabs my wrists, restraining them behind my back in one hand while the other wraps around my neck.
“Let me go, or I’ll scream,” I threaten, unable to keep the quiver out of my voice.
He chuckles, and the smell of booze wafts off him, turning my stomach. “Go ahead. Scream and see what happens. See what I do.” His hand tightens around my neck in warning, a reminder that I’m all alone out here with a deranged man.
I’ll need to fight him on my own. I just have to wait for my opening. Until then, I’ll play along. “Please,” I whisper, my voice wavering. “You’ve had some drinks. You’re not thinking clearly. This isn’t you—”
He jerks away, anger twisting his expression. “You don’t know anything about me. Neither does your fiancé. But I know you’re not who you claim to be.” His voice drops lower, a dangerous edge creeping into it. “I’ve got friends in high places, you know. People who were quite interested to hear about a mysterious American couple showing up unannounced, renting this yacht indefinitely.”
My stomach knots. “What are you saying? What did you do?”
“Shared your picture with a few interested parties, let them know we’re headed to Dubrovnik in a hurry. I wonder why?”
The smile I return to him is just as cold. “I think you’ll find that you fucked with the wrong family.” Adrenaline courses through my veins, as I twist against his grip, adrenaline fueling my fight. He rocks on his feet, and I seize the moment of opportunity, yelling at the top of my lungs as I crash my knee into his balls.
He doubles over and I take off running, but I don’t get far. He lunges and strikes me on the side of my head. Gasping for breath, I let out another scream, but it’s swallowed by the warm night air. There’s no one else around, no one to hear me, no one to come to my aid.
