Page 21 of Walking the Bird

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Eleni fought hard as the words on the page began to blur, the Sandman coming to collect from her lack of sleep the night prior. Shaking her head, she tried to ignore the gentle rocking of the boat, focusing instead on the steamy scene playing out in the book she’d purchased in one of the shops yesterday.

She’d sought refuge in the private pool area, leaving her cabana long enough to collect her bag containing her medication and a change of clothes from Alex’s bungalow. Having spent the night in contemplation, Eleni came to the realization she hadn’t given Alex an opportunity to explain himself, which was unfair. Despite the overwhelming evidence she had of his current affair, Alex wasn’t stupid enough to disrespect her in front of his team, specifically their wives.

Eleni could feel herself drifting into the grips of sleep, yet she tried to force her eyes to remain open. She needed to talk with Alex, to tell him what she’d found and see if there was anything left of their marriage. However, the more she struggled, the more the words faded, and sleep took her.

“Babe?”

The warmth of a finger glided down Eleni’s cheek, coaxing her from the depths of her slumber.

“Open those beautiful eyes for me.”

The voice sounded so familiar, so rich and deep. Eleni wanted nothing more than to open her eyes and see Alex’s face, but exhaustion held her captive. God, how long had it been since he’d spoken to her like this? Softly and gently like lovers do.

“Need I remind you I have other ways of waking you up?”

Eleni was powerless to respond, the weight of sleep holding her down. She could feel her heart rate increase as the finger left her cheek, trailing down her chin, along the shallow of her throat and into the confines of her top.

“Such beautiful tits.” Moisture joined the warmth, as Eleni’s back arched toward the mouth belonging to the voice. “You like when I suck on them, don’t you?”

Eleni tried once again to speak, tell Alex to use his teeth, but her voice died in her throat. On their honeymoon, she’d gathered her courage and asked him to fuck her. He’d been hesitant at first, but complied when she’d shimmied out of her clothing, bending over the back of the couch with her arms tucked under her. He’d sworn an oath before flipping her over, latching his mouth to her nipples and nipping at them.

“How about your pussy, baby? Can I taste you there, too?”

Eleni’s mind raced back to the last time Alex ventured between her thighs. They’d been cleaning the area around their pool. The heat of the Florida sun had her tossing off her clothing and diving naked into the deep end beside the water fall. Once she’d surfaced, Alex was behind her in an instant, pulling her to the side of the pool where he’d hoisted her to the rock ledge, making her cry out as his tongue and fingers filled her core.

This time was just as intense. Eleni could feel Alex touching her everywhere. Fingers rolling her left nipple, his hand kneading her right. Kisses and licks to her stomach, neck and inside of her thigh. A tongue lapping from entrance to clit, several fingers filling her, pumping in an erratic rhythm.

“How about this?” She felt a wet finger leave her cunt, circling her back entrance twice before shoving inside, the shock bringing her closer to consciousness. She and Alex had attempted anal sex once, she failed to relax enough for it to happen.

“Oh, fuck yes,” the voice hissed. “Your bum feel so good around my cock.”

Bum?

Something was wrong. Alex never spoke like that. He was alpha through and through, using the word fuck like a comma.

Pushing away the haze of sleep, Eleni forced her eyes open, her breath catching in her throat as the tanned chest she’d caught glimpses of each morning for the past week on their morning runs on the beach came into view. There, between her open legs, stood Derek, thrusting his hips into her, his dark eyes darting from her face to his dick sliding in and out of her.

Eleni tried to scream, but her voice wouldn’t work. She tried to push away, but her muscles refused. She could feel his hand on her knee, the sensation making her nauseous.

“Eleni, look at me,” Derek spoke softly, but she ignored him. Choosing instead to wait for the moment she could escape and run to Alex.

“Eleni,” Derek called again, however this time his voice was slurred, his touch becoming urgent and shaky. Shifting her focus back to his face, an odd sensation blanketed her body, a combination of panic and rage, and something snapped, allowing the haze to clear and her scream to fill the room.

“Hey, hey. It’s just me, Jordan.”

Confusion and fear warred inside her. Eleni scrambled to a seated position, the book she was reading tumbling to the floor.

“Where is he?” Eleni demanded, scanning the room for Derek.

“Alex is back with Aiden and the other guys.” Jordan offered. She’d assured Alex she would keep an eye on Eleni while he helped the others clean up, as he didn’t want to wake her.

Spearing her fingers into the crown of her head, Eleni let out a deep breath as she combed through her curly locks. It had been a dream, one really fucked up dream.

“Back where?” The question was out before she could catch herself, knowing full well she didn’t want to hear the answer.

“You slept through all the excitement.” Jordan changed the subject, “Come on, Sleeping Beauty, Elli and Kennedy are getting the kids so Cade can have a night off. We’re meeting everyone for dinner in a few hours.”

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