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 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 cock 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 hips quick and hard, driving his cock 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 cock made her sob harder and louder. “Please, please…”
“Promise me you won’t ever leave me again!”
She sobbed, “I promise!”
“Promise this pussy will only be for my cock to take!”
“I promise!”
He reached for her clit. “And fucking promise me that it’s only my name you’ll ever be screaming---”
“I promise, DAMEN!” He pinched her clit 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 hips jerking even faster, his cock pummeling her pussy. 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 buttocks as he ground his cock 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.