Bleeding Heart (Captured Miracle Book 2)(60)

Calix didn’t reply. The heat in his eyes was daring and I knew he would most definitely be coming in the water with me. In more ways than one.

Before I knew it, Calix had stripped from his shirt and was prowling toward me in only his swim shorts. He looked positively delectable as he hunted me, herding me toward the water. When I felt the cool moistness lap against the back of my ankles, a shrill scream of delight and anticipation floated from the deeps of my throat and I turned to run quickly into the blue. I didn’t get even a step into the water before Calix had me in his strong arms, my body against his hard chest. I giggled a mock scream as Calix ran into the water, splashing violently into the perfect blue. Then, I felt his body flex and I was in the air, flying through the warm, moist Greek breeze, before I found myself submerged entirely in the water.

Not a second passed before a set of powerful arms pulled me back to the surface and then, even before I’d pulled in a breath of air, I felt lips against mine and I tasted Calix on my tongue.

I pushed away my need for air as I kissed him. Wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his broad shoulders, I held myself to him. His hands roamed over the expanse of my back, and as he swirled his tongue against mine, I tasted the salt of the ocean on his lips. Before long, my breaths were coming in fast and with my every pulled in breath, I tasted him - the man who owned me so completely. I tasted him so deeply I didn’t doubt for even a second that he was there, infused in the very essence of my soul.

“I need you.” He moaned against my lips. My body instantly replied to his words, aching for him, preparing for him.

“Yes.” I whispered. In the distant recesses of my mind, I remembered there were people on the beach. The thought made me grow stiff in his arms and I pulled back. “We’re in public.”

Calix grinned mischievously. “I know.”

“But we can’t,”

“I can have my wife wherever I want her.”

“Calix!”

“Shhh,” he nipped my bottom lip. “No one will know, love.”

“How?”

“They can’t see under the water.”

“Oh,” And then I felt my heart begin a steady racing I couldn’t seem to slow. My breaths rushed in and out of my lungs as I gripped his shoulders tight.

His blue eyes watched me carefully as he shifted himself in the water, exposing his erect length from his shorts before moving my bathing suit bottoms to the side. Cool water rushed against my exposed flesh and I gasped sharply at the unfamiliar sensation.

“Oh God,” I whispered. “Calix.”

“Feel me, Nova.” He commanded a strangled plea as he slid his thick head through my prepped folds and I marveled at the ease with which my body readied itself for him.

“I do, Calix.” I answered to his plea. “I always feel you. Even when you’re not touching me, I can feel you.”

Those words were all he’d needed to press his length into me. In one stroke that rendered me speechless, I was filled with him. He rested inside of me, allowing me to grow accustomed to his intrusion as his eyes studied my face, and then he swayed his hips with the gentle swell of the ocean waves rolling toward shore.

Calix made love to me. His motions were natural and gentle. They weren’t hurried or harsh. This was perfect. Every time I had Calix inside of me, losing myself to him losing himself in me, I never failed to think that this time was more perfect than the last.

I prayed I would never lose this with him. As I dropped my head to kiss him, our sharp breaths mingling, I had a feeling deep in my bones that I never would. I knew, I would forever long for Calix. I knew, his body was the only thing that possessed the ability to quench the hunger in mine. His soul was the only soul who not only stood beside mine, but also twisted and twined until we weren’t two single souls, but one.





Chapter 19

We had been back at the house in Alberta for nearly two weeks. I’d been so worried about the end of our honeymoon, but now that we were home, I was glad we were back. Things between Calix and I hadn’t changed as I had feared, so deeply, that they would upon our return.

He was still very attentive to me, spending nearly all his time by my side. There were some women who I suspected this would annoy deeply, but I found myself feeling almost lost whenever Calix wasn’t near. I’m beginning to believe, he had purposefully conditioned me this way. I felt, in a way, that I was very similar to an animal. And Calix was my master. I know how it must sound - silly really - but with Calix next to me I know I’m safe. He’s trained me to want him next to me always. The thought of him going away to work and leaving me here was a frightening one I was having a difficultly coping with.