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I nod. “I kept feeling this tug inside me here.” I place my hand over my heart. “It led me to a small island in Greece.”
“Corfu,” he whispers.
“It was there that I saw you for the first time, diving down to get lobsters. After that, I watched you every day for weeks until I was called away. I didn’t want to talk to you in case you were already mated.” I look down at the ground, a little embarrassed that I watched him without speaking to him.
I look up as he places his hands on either side of my face.
“Oh,agapi mou, I wish you would’ve approached me. I've been waiting my entire life for you. Anyone that came before you was forgotten the second I got a glimpse of those turquoise eyes.”
I don’t give him the chance to say anything else, I lean forward, capturing his lips with mine, taking his gasp and momentary shock as the chance to slip my tongue into hismouth. His shock doesn’t last long, and he reaches forward, pulling me toward him. I slide my legs on either side of his hips, straddling his lap as our tongues tangle together.
My dress rides up my legs as he pulls me closer, my bare center pressing up against the denim of his jeans, and a moan escapes me as the friction hits my clit. Next thing I know, I’m flipped onto my back and Loukas is pulling my dress up over my head, roaming my body with his eyes before moving back up to my lips.
He doesn’t waste time, though, and begins exploring my body from my lips and neck, down to my breasts. I give him a little encouragement and arch my back, allowing him better access and showing my desire for him to feast on my breast—he doesn’t disappoint. He takes each nipple into his mouth in turn, nipping and sucking, lavishing them both with the same amount of attention, while snaking his hand over my abdomen and down to my core. He strokes my clit with a delicious slowness and draws a deep moan from me.
After he has lavished my breasts with more than enough attention, he ceases his fingers’ delicious teasing and follows the trail his hand took earlier with his mouth, kissing, licking, and nipping his way down.
Can someone die from too much pleasure? Because even though I’m having a love-hate relationship with the slowness of his movements, the amount of pleasure coursing through my entire body is making me feel like I may spontaneously combust.
After what feels like hours, but is only seconds, his mouth arrives at my wetness. He pauses for a moment, locking his eyes with mine and allowing me to see how dilated his pupils are with lust, then he lowers his mouth and devours me.
Oh, god. I run my fingers through his hair, moaning loudly in pure bliss.
It doesn’t take long for my climax to find me, and amid my delirious pleasure I scream out, “Loukas!”
“My turn,” I growl, gripping the bottom of his shirt and pulling it up over his head. I pause for a moment at the sight of his scars, running my fingers over them gently. I sit up and place soft kisses on each one. He looks down at me, his eyes still blazing with lust, but also with something like thanks. I vow to find each and every one of the scars that monster gave him and claim it for my own.
My fingers make their way to his waist, unzipping his jeans and pushing them down. He kicks his pants off and slowly slides his body up mine, lining his beautiful, thick cock up to my entrance, and plunges inside of me in one quick thrust.
Holy hell! This is amazing. I’ve never felt so full in my life. After a brief pause, he grasps my hips, raising them off the forest floor, and powers into me with hard, deep thrusts. Once he’s found his rhythm, I plant my feet and begin moving in time with him, like we’re partners who have been dancing together for years.
I am loathe to admit that it doesn’t take me long to reach my peak once again—I wish I could bottle up this feeling of euphoria and keep it forever. If the way Loukas’ muscles are tensing and relaxing is any indication, he is getting close too.
My gums begin to ache, and my teeth feel too big for my mouth. I let out a strangled moan, and he looks down at me, halting his movements.
“Pearl,” he pleads breathlessly. “We can’t. Not yet.”
I open my mouth to ask why but he continues. “I don’t want us to mark each other with…”
“With Antonia still in the picture,” I finish for him, and he nods sullenly.
“I’m sorry—” I place my finger on his lips to stop his apology.
“Don’t be,” I tell him, pulling his face back to mine in a passionate kiss spurring him to begin his movements once more. With each thrust in, he hits that perfect spot inside me. It takes more willpower than I care to admit as my orgasm overtakes me once more to refrain from marking him as I scream out my release.
He follows me over the edge with a grunt only seconds later.
“That was…”
“Amazing? Incredible?” he supplies.
“Mind-blowing,” I agree, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
“Loukas!” A male voice shouts, the sounds faint carrying over the water. We both turn in that direction.
“Shit. I have to go,” Loukas says, standing up quickly and pulling his clothes back on. I follow suit, pulling my dress over my head.
“I’ll come with you,” I announce, ready to stand and fight for my mate.
