She said with a tremulous smile, “I’m not. I couldn’t even think of kissing another man but you---”
“Mairi.” It was all he could groan before he was kissing her again. He knew her words were true and it blew him away, the way she really did seem to want him and only him even though she could have another man – another f**king billionaire – to take care of her.
“I need to have you now, Mairi.”
Mairi said simply, “Yes.”
She closed her eyes as Damen lifted her in his arms and brought her to the bedroom below deck, savoring the feel of having him embrace her again. She only opened her eyes when she felt herself being lowered on the bed. The room was decorated in darker shades of brown and gray, its appeal a mix of masculine and utilitarian.
Damen was swiftly removing his clothes and then sheathing his already erect c**k before joining her in bed. “We’ll burn them,” he muttered as he also made short work of her robe and bikini.
Her eyes widened. “But they’re new---”
“Doesn’t f**king matter. I don’t ever want to see you wearing clothes bought by another man. You’re mine Mairi, and I’m the only one who has the right to cover and uncover your body.”
She wanted to tease him at how possessive he sounded but there wasn’t any time, with Damen hungrily kissing her again. Her arms and legs wrapped around him as she kissed him back, loving the familiar feel of his hardness pressing down on her body.
Mairi moaned when he started kissing her neck, her shoulders, and her br**sts. He paused to smile devilishly at her, and she smiled back in dazed pleasure. But that smile soon turned into another moan when he cradled one breast and started sucking its nipple.
“Damen!”
He bit her nipple.
“DAMEN!” She couldn’t help but scream his name now, and she screamed it again and again as he moved further down, this time worshiping her body by tonguing her pu**y.
“Please,” she sobbed as he moved up a little and started licking her clitoris.
“Please what?” he growled.
“Please!” It was all she could say as she writhed in an agony of pleasure and desire, the quick lashes of his tongue against her cl*t making her head twist on the pillow and her eyes roll back.
He rose to his knees and she whimpered when he started to push her legs open wider and wider.
“Damen?”
In answer, he penetrated her with one forceful push, his c**k driving in like a sword finding its home.
She screamed.
“Yes,” he grated out, loving the way Mairi’s pants and whimpers filled the room. He moved his h*ps quick and hard, driving his c**k further and further in until he felt its head brushing against the wall of her womb.
“Oh, oh, Damen! Oh!”
There was nothing like being possessed by such an alpha male lover, and combined with the fact that Damen was the Greek billionaire she had been waiting for – she could only scream and hold on to him for dear life as he pounded away.
Each thrust of his c**k made her sob harder and louder. “Please, please…”
“Promise me you won’t ever leave me again!”
She sobbed, “I promise!”
“Promise this pu**y will only be for my c**k to take!”
“I promise!”
He reached for her clit. “And f**king promise me that it’s only my name you’ll ever be screaming---”
“I promise, DAMEN!” He pinched her cl*t hard and Mairi’s orgasm burst out of nowhere, making her scream again, pleasure whipping every part of her body so hard there was nothing for her to do but to shudder and ride the waves out.
Damen hadn’t stopped moving, his h*ps jerking even faster, his c**k pummeling her pu**y. As the waves of Mairi’s pleasures softened, Damen’s own release reached its peak and he came with a guttural growl. His hands clutched each cheek of her bu**ocks as he ground his c**k into her.
She stirred from her sleep, and Damen’s arms tightened around her instinctively.
“I need to check the time,” she said drowsily.
His arms tightened even more. “I’ll check it for you. You’re not allowed to leave my side.
The next time she woke up, still not knowing exactly what time it was, she wanted to pee. She tried to wriggle out of his arms but Damen woke instantly.
“Need to go to the bathroom,” she whispered.
“I’ll go with you.”
“Damen!”
“I’m not letting you out of my sight anymore.”
After Damen had parked the sailboat in its private dock, he served both of them dinner in bed. He had been adamant about not letting Mairi out of his bed, going as far as locking her in the bedroom while he was preparing dinner, which she found more amusing than worrying.
“You’re so crazy possessive now,” she teased him as she fed him grapes after helping herself to the pasta and chicken he had heated in the microwave.
Damen shrugged. “It is who I am.” He was leaning against the bed’s headboard, hands clasped behind his head and looking like an indolent prince waiting to be entertained.
Gazing at him, she blurted out, “You’re so pretty.”
He choked. “You could not even use the word ‘handsome’?”
She smiled sheepishly. “Sorry. I was just speaking my thoughts out loud. I didn’t mean you’re effeminate or anything. I mean pretty, like with Gollum calling his ring ‘my precious’?” Mairi perked up as an idea occurred to her. “Now that we’re going to be official, I think we should have special names for each other.”
Damen had a hard time keeping up with her. First there was Gollum, and then something about an official and now they needed special names? She was the most delightfully scatterbrained teacher he had ever met, and damn if he did not find it sexy as hell.
Mairi was looking at him expectantly.
“Err…ladies first?”
She grinned. “Okay.” She raised herself on her knees, bringing a sheet with her to cover her br**sts.
He shook his head, pulling the sheet away.
“But…”
“Mine,” he reminded her simply.
Mairi blushed and the pinkness spread all over her body. Unable to help it, Damen leaned forward and suckled her nipple.
“Oh…”
Fuck. That moan of hers never failed to turn him on. He dragged her to his lap, making sure she was in a straddling position before he thrust up the same time he pulled her down.
“Damen!” She clutched his shoulders hard as the unexpected penetration rendered her speechless.