She tosses her wet hair back from her face and releases a joyous laugh as our feet pound the sand. It’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard, and it takes all of my considerable willpower to stop myself from pulling her into the dunes and fucking her while the storm rages around us.
Instead, I clasp her hand in mine, and my own laugh sounds a touch cruel as it wars with the thunder.
Mine.She’s all mine.
23
ABIGAIL
The cool air conditioning in Dane’s house is set to cut through the humid summer heat, but I’m soaked from the storm, so I shiver.
He wraps a protective arm around me and guides me up the stairs. “Let’s get you warmed up, pet.”
Another shiver races over me, but not from cold this time. Desire begins to pulse between my legs. We’re walking into his bedroom.
Last night, I fell into a deep sleep after we had oral sex. My exhaustion from a week of sleepless nights had pulled me under, and I’d finally felt safe enough to sleep without nightmares haunting me.
But now, I’m acutely aware that Dane hasn’t fully claimed me yet. The possessive flex of his hand on my waist lets me know that’s about to change.
I soften and lean into him, silently communicating that I’m ready to have sex. After the way my body surrendered to him when he stretched me with his fingers, I’m confident that I’ll be able to accommodate his huge cock.
He’ll ensure that my body is ready to accept all of him.
I trust him completely.
My dark god.
My Master.
He’s still shirtless from our beach date, and I marvel that this perfectly chiseled, gorgeous man wants me.
He guides me past the bed, and my heart sinks for a moment.
His low, arrogant laugh is the most addictive sound in the world. He told me he sees everything, and I’m starting to believe him. In my one moment of insecurity, he read my disappointment.
“I’ll fuck you soon enough. I’m going to warm you up first.”
We step into a massive ensuite bathroom, and he turns on the shower. Water sprays from three directions, and he tests the temperature with one hand.
When he’s satisfied that I’ll be comfortable, he leads me inside and closes the glass door behind me. We’re still in our bathing suits, but they’re already wet from the rain. The shower immediately chases away the chill that’d settled beneath the surface of my skin, and my muscles fully relax as my goosebumps subside.
His deft fingers find the ties at the back of my bikini, and within seconds, my sodden top falls to the tiles beneath us. My bottoms drop next to it, and I fist his swim trunks to tug them down his legs.
We’re both naked, and for a few delicious seconds, we simply stare at each other, hungry eyes raking over what’s ours.
Because even though I signed a contract giving myself to Dane, he’s all mine too.
You make me feel things I didn’t know I was capable of feeling.I recall his intense confession.
This connection between us is more potent than anything I’ve ever known, and I’m desperate to be impossibly closer to him. On the beach, he started to open up to me more about hisfraught relationship with his family. One day, I might be ready to tell him about mine too.
But for now, I don’t want that negativity to taint the sweetness of our new relationship.
He grasps my hand and directs my palm face-up so that he can fill it with sea salt-scented body wash. It’s a masculine smell, but I don’t mind the idea of imprinting some of his signature scent onto my flesh.
He puts more of the clear gel in his palms and rubs them together to create a lather. Then he starts skimming his soap-slicked hands over my body.
“Touch me,” he rumbles.
