My vision darkened.
I’d eat her ass good too, make her hands claw into the sand while the warm breeze whistled past us.
I could already taste her wetness on my tongue.
The thought of the guards watching me lapping at that sweet pussy from behind, placed an edge to the intoxicating scenario playing in my mind. A wicked thrill twisted around my spine, a coil winding tighter with each beat of my heart.
It was a perverse feeling that I would have welcomed with any other women, but she was my Tiger.
No one could see her naked body.
And definitely no one could hear her moan.
I frowned. “They can watch, Tora, but afterwards, you will watch them die one by one.”
She blinked. “You just straight up splashed cold water on the dirty talk.”
“I’m just telling you the facts of the situation.”
“That is not sexy. I’m giving you dirty talk. You’re giving me homicidal maniac talk.”
“It is what it is, Tora. Now back to me licking your pussy as you balance on all fours.”
“Well. . .I like the sound of that.”
“You do, Tora?”
“Yes. Plus, if you lick it good, I just might give you some pussy.”
A dark chuckle left me. “I’m taking that pussy whether you give it to me or not.”
“Oh really?”
“It’s mine.” I kissed her again—harder this time, no hesitation, no pretense of civility. Her lips parted on a moan, and I swallowed the sound, tasting salt and heat.
My hands slid up her sides, over wet skin, her ribs expanding against my palms with every breath. The water rippled around us as she pressed closer, her thighs brushing mine beneath the surface.
When we finally broke apart, her lips were swollen, her eyes wild. “Kenji. . .”
I checked the island.
Everyone had dispersed far to the back. I could still see the guards and staff, yet they had their backs to us.
Only the sea birds and the wind remained.
We were as alone as we could ever be in this chaotic world.
I turned back to her and without another word, I carried her to the shore. “Let’s see how loud I can make my Tiger moan today.”
A shiver ran through her.
Soon, water receded from our bodies, replaced by the warm sun's rays, and sand smoothed beneath my feet. Every step I took brought us closer to the blanket spread out invitingly on the shoreline.
When we got there, I laid her down, and the light fabric of the blanket billowed up with the breeze.
Some of her braids fanned out beneath her, and they were a dark halo setting off her radiance.
"Comfortable?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
