me we ran out of gas.” Mairi was the first one to break the silence that had developed between her and Damen the moment they were aboard his sailboat, which he had anchored next to Ioniko’s yacht.
She had been terribly impressed to see Damen in action behind the steering wheel, but now, with the winds dying down and the engine suddenly shutting down in the middle of the Mediterranean, Mairi was starting to feel faint. She had watched a lot of movies that took place in marooned and lost ships and none of them had happy endings.
“Damen?”
He shook his head. “I simply ran out of patience. I’m too hungry for you.” He extended his hand.
Her eyes widened. “ Now ?”
Damen’s face became shuttered. “Does it feel too soon?”
“I…no…”
“Did you perhaps forget about my touch and how it felt to be in my arms after spending time with Vlahos?”
Before she could answer, Damen had her trapped between his body and the wall. “Damen---”
The rest of what she wanted to say was swallowed by his hard and possessive kiss. All her emotional defenses were shattered by that kiss, the heat and passion that she could only feel in Damen’s arms coming back to her with a vengeance.
With a little cry, she curled her arms around his neck and surrendered herself to Damen’s kiss, her tongue moving as insistently as his, needing more of his taste, wanting more of his dominance.
“Did he make you feel like this when he kissed you?” Damen growled against her lips, jealousy driving him crazy. Mairi was his but he still had this insane urge to storm back into Vlahos’ yacht and beat the other man for even thinking about Mairi.
She shook her head, whispering, “We never kissed.”
He looked at her intensely. “You do not have to lie.”
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 fucking 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 cock 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 fucking 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 breasts. 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 pussy.
“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 clit making her head twist on the
She had been terribly impressed to see Damen in action behind the steering wheel, but now, with the winds dying down and the engine suddenly shutting down in the middle of the Mediterranean, Mairi was starting to feel faint. She had watched a lot of movies that took place in marooned and lost ships and none of them had happy endings.
“Damen?”
He shook his head. “I simply ran out of patience. I’m too hungry for you.” He extended his hand.
Her eyes widened. “ Now ?”
Damen’s face became shuttered. “Does it feel too soon?”
“I…no…”
“Did you perhaps forget about my touch and how it felt to be in my arms after spending time with Vlahos?”
Before she could answer, Damen had her trapped between his body and the wall. “Damen---”
The rest of what she wanted to say was swallowed by his hard and possessive kiss. All her emotional defenses were shattered by that kiss, the heat and passion that she could only feel in Damen’s arms coming back to her with a vengeance.
With a little cry, she curled her arms around his neck and surrendered herself to Damen’s kiss, her tongue moving as insistently as his, needing more of his taste, wanting more of his dominance.
“Did he make you feel like this when he kissed you?” Damen growled against her lips, jealousy driving him crazy. Mairi was his but he still had this insane urge to storm back into Vlahos’ yacht and beat the other man for even thinking about Mairi.
She shook her head, whispering, “We never kissed.”
He looked at her intensely. “You do not have to lie.”
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 fucking 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 cock 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 fucking 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 breasts. 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 pussy.
“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 clit making her head twist on the
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