by Marian Tee
She nodded, but she was just possessive enough to say shakily, “As you’re mine.” When he didn’t answer, she asked again, “Right?”
Whereas such a demanding tone would have irritated him in the past, coming from Daria, it only pleased him, and Nik allowed himself a nod. He wouldn’t give her the words, but he could at least acknowledge her claim.
It appeared she noted the difference, too, with Daria frowning up at him as she muttered, “I’m going to make you say you’re mine, one way or another.”
This time, he was unable to resist laughing. “You can try.” He could see she had a retort ready, and though hearing it would likely amuse him, right now he had other more important things in mind – as she should, too.
Not giving her a chance to speak, Nik stated flatly, “Let’s talk later. I want to fuck you now.” Even as he spoke, he was already reaching for her, pulling her dress further down her body. It required her to wriggle a bit, and for a moment, the sight of her large, bouncing breasts arrested him. Goddammit, but it made him want to eat her breasts, and he swore to himself the day wouldn’t end without him doing so.
Soon, he was able to toss her dress away, leaving her naked except for a tiny silk triangle covering the most sensitive part of her body. The crotch of her panties was a darker shade than the rest, making his eyes gleam. “You’re soaking wet for me,” he purred.
Her cheeks turned red, realizing he had seen how much she wanted him, and she moaned in embarrassment and tried to keep her thighs together. But he didn’t let her, holding her by the knees to push her thighs apart. “Be still,” he commanded.
Her toes curled at the roughly voiced order, and she found herself doing what he asked. Her breasts ached more painfully as she felt him prying her thighs wide open. He stared at her sex for such a long time that she couldn’t help it. She started squirming, and once she did, he reached for her sex, tracing the silk-covered folds with two fingers.
Another moan escaped her, and Daria’s head fell back. “Nik.”
“Hearing you moan my name pleases me, woman.” Stroking her folds once more, he said, “Do it again.”
“Nik.” His fingers moved just a little bit faster, and her voice turned a pitch higher. “Niiiiiiik.” She felt his other hand reach for the edge of her panties, and curse it, curse it, her senses started to swim as she felt him pull her panties to the side, allowing him to brush his fingers against the naked skin of her sex.
“NIIIIIIK!”
He slid one finger inside, and that alone made her feel so full. She had only always pleased herself by stimulating her clit, but she had never found the courage to fuck herself with her own fingers. Now, she knew how it felt, and she doubted her fingers would make her feel this full.
Nik was thrusting his finger in and out of her in steady strokes, and the slow pace he had set was driving her insane. “Nik, please.”
The look of desire on her face was addictive and arousing, and his voice was harsh with barely-leashed need as he ordered, “Tell me what you want.”
Her eyes, unfocused with sexual desire, met his, and he nearly lost his control then. “More,” she whispered.
He slid another finger inside, at the same time increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts.
She moaned. “Nik, Nik, Nik.” It was the loveliest sound on earth, and Nik knew he would do everything possible to keep hearing it. When her hips started to move, lifting off the bed on its own volition as she sought to meet the downward thrusts of his fingers, he knew she was on the brink of release.
Moving between her thighs, he set his mouth on her clit and started to suck, timing it with the thrusts of his fingers.
Daria fell back on the bed, her legs dangling hopelessly over the edge. She had heard about oral sex being fantastic, but even if she had tried to imagine how it would feel, Daria knew now nothing her imagination could come up with would compare to reality.
Nik sucking on her clit made her feelings spiral out of control. Every lick and nip of his teeth on the sensitive bud had her gasping and straining, her fingers curling helplessly against the sheets and her head tossing left and right.
“Nik, please…”
Nik slid a third finger in.
The feeling of fullness increased, pushing her over the brink, and her eyes dilated as she started to come. She screamed as she did, her fingers digging deep into his sheets as the most powerful orgasm continued to batter every inch of her body.
Even when her release started to slow down, little tremors of pleasure continued to shake her body. She felt Nik moving her to the center of the bed, and her eyes opened in time to see him reach for her panties and dispensing with them with a quick rip.
She gasped.
Both his gaze and tone were unapologetic as he said, “I will buy you a new one.” He didn’t allow her to speak afterwards, settling between her thighs, his naked form weighing down on her body as his mouth covered hers.
She moaned into his kiss, once again shaking at the unfamiliar feel of another person’s weight bearing down on her body. He was hard and muscular where she was soft and larger and more powerful all around. So many delicious contrasts, and every difference just made her want him more.
He fought harder for control as he felt her hands start to explore him. Her touch was curious and inexperienced, but even so it succeeded in making his cock twitch and throb against her belly.
It startled her, and her fingers froze over his nipple.
“Go on,” he said gruffly.
A fraction of hesitation before her fingers started to move again, causing Nik to swallow back a groan as she touched his nipple.
“Is it as sensitive as mine?” Daria asked.
“We shall see.” He took her hand away, moved down, and caught her nipple in his mouth.
She stiffened.
He started to suck.
Desire melted her shock away, and as he continued to suck harder, Daria was unable to stop herself from straining against his mouth, wanting more of his suckling kiss. “Nik.” He moved to her other breast, kneading it first before he swallowed her entire nipple into his mouth and started sucking again. “Niiiiiik.”
Just when she was about to expire with pleasure, he released her nipple and asked hoarsely, “Do you want your turn?”
Ooooh.
“Yes, please.”
In one swift movement, he had switched their positions around, and she found looking down at him and his naked body.
“You’re nervous?”
She nodded.
“You shouldn’t be. Everything you do is certain to please me.” He caught her hand and pressed it over his heart. “Do you feel it beating hard?”
She nodded again, saying breathlessly, “Yes.”
“It is proof how much I anticipate your touch.”
Slowly, she moved her hand towards his nipple, and warmth spread all over her body at the way his powerful chest shook at her touch. Impulsively, she bent her head down and sucked on his nipple. He groaned, and the sound made her suck harder.
Finally, he gripped her hair and firmly pulled her head away. “Enough,” he grated out. “Too much more of that, and I will not be able to control myself.”
She pouted at him. “But I don’t want you in control.”
An exasperated smile touched his lips. “I’m beginning to see that.” And she seemed eager to prove it, her hand stroking down before her fingers found his erection and curled around its girth.
He groaned. Her grip tightened, and even as his body surged up to her touch, he grated at her, “What a vixen you are.”
“You did want me to prove if I have what it takes to make you mine,” she answered archly.
He shook his head. “You are incorrigible.”
“Ooooh.” Her eyes laughed at him. “Deep words for a foreigner. I’m impressed.”
“Of course,” Nik said stiffly. “Did you think all Greeks to be uneducated or illiterate?”
Her eyes widened. “Nik, I
was joking.”
He simply stared at her.
She sighed. “Seriously…” She paused. “Okay, that’s going to confuse things even more. I mean, I was just teasing you. Has no one ever teased you before?”
His gaze turned stoic.
Her eyes widened. “For real? No one?”
Unwilling to tell her that the past several years of his life had been mostly spent in deliberate isolation, Nik only said, “I’d really like to fuck you now, if you don’t mind.”
She only laughed. “I get it, I get it.” But her laughter turned into a breathless gasp when Nik once again reversed their positions, and as he pressed down on her, he also reached for her sex and started playing with her clit.
“Niiiiiiik,” she moaned.
“More,” he demanded as he stroked her clit harder.
“Niiiiiiiiiiiik.” She couldn’t believe she was aroused again, but she was. There was no mistaking the moisture that had started to build inside her and leak past her folds. Over her, Nik started to move, the length of his erection sliding back and forth against her folds.
His name turned into a drawn-out moan, and she strained against him, wanting more. Once in a while, the large knob of his cock would nudge against her entrance, and every time it did, she would try to get it inside her body. But she also failed each instance, Nik managing to stay in control as he pushed her hips down on the bed and kept his cock from entering her.
She looked up at him in accusation. “You’re punishing me, aren’t you?”
He only smiled at her.
“You are!”
As if to answer her, he took hold of his erection and started stroking her folds with the head of his cock.
Daria whimpered. “Please.” She tried to get it inside her, and she held her breath when it started to push inside, only for Nik to pull away again, leaving her achingly empty.
“Nik, please, please—”
Before she could finish pleading with him, she felt it, his cock starting to thrust inside her. Daria’s eyes widened the same time Nik shifted into position, his arms braced against the bed as he lifted himself up.
Her throat dried.
“It might hurt,” he said hoarsely.
Even as she started to nod, he was already pushing inside her, his words turning out to be a mere distraction. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she felt him stretching her insides open, and still it didn’t feel done. There was so much of his cock that wasn’t yet buried, and she wanted it all.
She forced her thighs to relax even as her heart continued to beat harder and harder against his chest. Her gaze flitted towards Nik’s face as he continued to thrust deeper into her, and she found herself mesmerized by the way he was visibly holding himself back, tension etched on his beautiful face.
And then he was fully seated inside her, the head of his cock nearly knocking against her womb. It was an indescribable feeling, knowing that he was so deeply buried inside her it made them feel as one. It made the pain feel almost beautiful, and she wanted to treasure and remember the sensation of Nik taking her virginity forever.
Nik was breathing hard. “How do you feel?”
Like I belong to you now, she thought dizzily.
His eyes darkened, almost as if he had heard her thoughts, and her heart slammed hard against her chest. She wished she had the courage to say the words out loud, but even now, the memories of all twenty-eight frogs she had to kiss and cry over held her back. She was so tired of being rejected that she didn’t want to risk another one if she could help it.
She trembled when Nik gently drew his knuckles across her cheek. It was such a tender gesture, unexpected from one so serious, that she had the craziest urge to fling her arms around Nik and claim him as hers, for eternity.
“It doesn’t hurt?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You are not lying?”
“I’m not.”
As if not believing her, he carefully withdrew an inch before driving back inside her. The small thrust made her tense, but it really didn’t hurt, and she told him so. Nik relaxed, but his next few thrusts remained careful, slow, and steady. It was only when her inner muscles clenched around his cock that he began thrusting harder and faster into her.
Daria’s head fell back as the passion between them swept her away for a second time. She raked her nails over his back, and her touch seemed to act like a trigger, making Nik’s thrusts deeper and more forceful. She started lifting her hips again, meeting his strokes, and it seemed to snap his control. Suddenly, he was fucking her with uncontrolled movements, his cock plunging into her with such raw power she could only cling to him by his shoulders and gasp.
Over and over, he fucked her, pushing her closer and closer to the brink until with one final scream, Daria started to come again. At the same time, Nik released a primal groan before he, too, started to come, his cock pummeling into her as it filled her sex with his seed.
Oh, Nik. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from his face as she watched him come. It was the most beautiful sight on earth, and when he fell atop her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, wanting to keep him as close to her as possible and wanting every drop of his cum inside her.
When he started to move, she shook her head and tightened her hold on him. “No.” Her voice was muffled with her face tucked in the crook of his neck and shoulder.
His chuckle tickled her skin even as he said huskily, “I must clean you.”
She shook her head again. “Later. I just want to stay like this for a while.”
He didn’t answer, but he didn’t move either, and she was beginning to understand that Nik was the real deal when it came to the dark and brooding types.
Minutes passed, and Daria started feeling restless. She couldn’t figure out why until she shifted, her legs parting and causing Nik’s fully erect cock to rub against her belly. Her eyes flew up to him in shock, realizing that her restlessness was actually arousal. She asked weakly, “I thought men needed more time to recover?” He answered only by rubbing his cock more insistently against her folds, and she heard herself mumble, “I guess you’re not most men.”
This time, he answered her with a smirk, and curse it, the sight aroused her even more, her breasts aching, her nipples tightening, and her toes curling. Before she could decide whether it was time to deflate his ego a little, Nik had conquered her mouth with his, and there was once again no time to think.
****
It was close to noon by the time Nik finally found the strength to pull himself away from Daria’s tempting curves. They both had come in each other’s arms thrice already, and only the knowledge that it was her first time stopped him from drowning himself in the pleasures of her body for another round.
Stepping out of the shower, he dressed himself quickly, intending to leave before Daria woke up. But at the very last moment, he found himself looking back at her—
It was like being magnetized, and there was no way for him to resist the pull towards her. He found himself sitting on the edge of the bed, staring down at the woman who had somehow managed to shatter his every defense without even trying.
Ever since Beth Lewis had betrayed him, he had never allowed himself to be this close to anyone, and especially not a woman. And yet Daria had managed to get under his skin just by throwing a bottle at his head. If this wasn’t about him, Nik might have seen the humorous irony in it and laughed.
But since it was…
He should make a clean break of it now, Nik thought. He could fly out of the island and leave her with a parting gift. That was what he should do, but somehow the thought of discarding her so ruthlessly did not sit well with him at all. In fact, it disturbed him, and that, too, was disturbing on its own.
Before he could make up his mind, Daria had started to stir, her eyes fluttering open. Their gazes met and she yawned, the artless gesture fascinating him. Could she really be as genuine as she appeared?
His brain rejected the idea,
but his cock wanted to think it was so.
Daria rubbed her eyes. “What time is it?” Then she noticed that he was already fully dressed.
He tensed, knowing that the usual accusations would follow. He had never been involved in such a scene, but even so, it was only logical for her to think he was dumping her.
But instead of flinging insults and pushing him off the bed, Daria only raised a brow at him. “You’re leaving?”
He answered levelly, “That’s the plan, yes.”
She pouted. “Why?”
The question was unexpected, and so was the pout, which was making his cock stir to life under his pants. “Because…I have work to do.”
“Uh huh…” She pushed herself up, clutching the covers to her breasts as she did.
Before he realized what he was doing, he had already tugged the covers off her body. Another second, and he had her flat on her back, caged between his arms while he loomed over her. “Don’t cover yourself when you’re with me.” The possessive note in his voice felt strange and right at the same time, as if it only came natural where she was concerned.
“Why?” Daria had wanted the word to come out tough. She wasn’t an idiot. She had taken one look at her Greek lover’s face and knew he had been planning to dump her. However, the word rolled past her lips like a breathless taunt, which she regretted – until she saw that it had made heat flare in Nik’s gaze.
Oh.
Well, in that case, she would just speak like she was always lacking in oxygen. An idea occurred to her. If this little could affect him, then what if—
She impulsively tested her idea, wriggling under him, causing her naked breasts to shake.
Nik’s breath hissed out.
Oh!
The way her eyes gleamed with wicked satisfaction made Nik shake his head. “Vixen.” In response, she pouted and shook her breasts some more, causing Nik to swallow back a groan.
With his eyes still glued to her breasts, he heard her say, “You were leaving me. Did you really think I wouldn’t do anything to stop you?”
The last words managed to make him lift his gaze to her face, and he cursed under his breath when he saw that even though she sounded as provocative as ever, it was still mostly an act. There was uncertainty in her eyes, and the knowledge that he was the reason for it didn’t please him at all.
