Page 72 of Love Bites

My eyes tracked the surface.

A solid minute had gone by when I realized there was another entrance. It was on the other side of a massive rock wall that connected to the main part with a tunnel. He could go through that, and?—

I screeched into the water when he grabbed me from behind, his victorious laughter bubbling up to my ears as he carried me back to the surface. We’d barely broken through the water when his teeth were in my throat, one of his hands on the ledge behind me and the other grabbing one of my thighs. He opened me up and drove into me as he drank.

I held onto his shoulders for dear life as he screwed me in the pool, bringing new sensations to life for me.

Water was just blissful.

And Damian was really, really good at sex.

I was coming hard by the time his fangs retracted and he lost control with me, filling me with his pleasure.

My bare chest rose and fell against his as we recovered, and for once, he didn’t lecture me about getting naked in public.

He just kissed me.

And fucked me again, slower and sweeter, while his tongue moved with mine.

It was surreal.

And so, so good.

When we came together again, I pressed my face against his neck, and he held me close. His hand moved slowly over my back, and I fought a sigh at how amazing it felt.

“You’re not going to yell at me for stripping?” I teased, my voice soft after the intimacy of the moments we’d shared.

Sex in the water was definitely a new favorite.

“Nah. I figure I’ll just start walking around naked whenever you do.”

My eyes widened against his neck. “What?”

“You know I get texts when you strip, right? I might be an asshole, but I’m a good leader. My people report that shit to me.”

“I guess that makes sense…”

“So, next time I get a text that my mate has stripped, I’ll just drop my clothes wherever I’m at so we can both be walking around naked.”

My eyes widened further.

I couldn’t help but imagine Damian stripping down in the dining room, while Missy and everyone else who lusted after the big, sexy bastard drooled.

I couldn’t stop myself from growling a little. “No.”

“No?” He feigned surprise. “You love public nudity, little siren.”

“You’re not stripping in front of anyone but me,” I grumbled. “I’ll stop swimming naked.”

“You can still swim naked,” he said, playing with my hair lightly. “After I’ve cleared the pool for you, and when there’s no one in here but me.”

“That’s fair, I guess.”

“Finally, she sees reason.”

I elbowed him in the gut, and he laughed, making his cock jerk where he was still buried inside me.

“You like our game, don’t you?” he asked me, his voice upbeat.

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