I narrowed my eyes. "You think that's funny?"
"I think it's hilarious." She chuckled. "I'm just waiting for you to tell me you had the water replaced because it wasn't the right shade of blue—"
I dove for her.
She shrieked—a sound of pure joy and surprise—and tried to swim away, but she was laughing too hard to be fast. Her strokes were clumsy, uncoordinated, and I cut through the water like the predator I was.
"Kenji!" She was half-laughing, half-squealing as I closed the distance. "Wait—no—"
I caught her around the waist, pulling her against me as we both went under for a second.
When we surfaced, she was gasping and laughing.
Water streamed down both our faces.
"You can't escape me, Tora." I turned her in my arms so she faced me, her body pressed against mine. "Did you really think you could?"
"I had to try." Her arms came around my neck, her legs floated up to wrap around my hips. "It's the principle of the thing."
"Mmm." I slid my hands down her back, feeling the slick warmth of her skin, the curve of her spine. "And what principle is that?"
"That I don't make it easy for dragons to catch me."
"You made it very easy." I nipped at her bottom lip. "You wanted to be caught."
"Maybe." Her fingers threaded into my wet hair. "Maybe I like being your treasure."
Something in my chest cracked open at those words.
I claimed her mouth, devouring her like a starving man. The taste of salt and sunshine on her lips mingled with something darker, more primal—the taste of need and possession.
She surrendered with a desperate whimper, her mouth opening beneath the force of my hunger, her tongue meeting mine in a savage dance that sent liquid fire coursing through my veins and pooling molten steel in my core.
The water held us suspended, weightless, and I let myself drown in her.
In the taste of her mouth.
In the feel of her body pressed against mine.
In the way she made small sounds of pleasure that drove me insane.
My hands roamed over her slick skin. Down her back, tracing every vertebra. Over the curve of her ass, feeling the way the bikini bottoms hugged her. Up to her waist, my thumbs brushing the underside of her breasts.
She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tugging at my hair.
"Kenji. . ."
"I know, Tora." I kissed down her jaw, her neck, finding that spot below her ear that made her shiver. "You want this cock?"
“Y-yes.”
“Mmmm.” I bit down gently on the tender skin, marking her again, adding to the collection of bites I'd already left.
“Jesus.” She gasped and her nails dug into my shoulders. "You're obsessed with biting me."
I licked the spot I'd just bitten. "You’re mine to bite, Tora."
She blinked up at me, lips swollen, breathing hard. “Then it’s only fair for me to do the same.”
