“I’m a big girl. I can handle myself just fine.”
He lowered his head, the moonlight allowing me to see the grin on his face. “You’re defiant, naughty, and resilient, but you aren’t capable of coming up against the kind of enemies we have lurking in the shadows.”
“Just try me.”
The sound of his laugh dragged a wave of desire up from the depths of my being. I leaned my head against his shoulder, taking shallow breaths.
“You’re something special, Cassie Lark.”
After a few seconds, I tipped my head. When he lowered his, I no longer cared about the vow or the danger we could be facing. The closeness I felt with him was entirely different than with the others. He was the protector. He was the soft blanket.
As he gripped my chin between his thumb and forefinger, there wasn’t an inch of my body that hadn’t started to shiver.
“Lady. I can’t seem to get enough of you.” He captured my mouth, the move passionate, full of emotion. He opened and closed my mouth, rolling his lips back and forth. The taste of him was as incredible as before, tangy yet sweet.
When he shifted, his grip firmer, I pressed both hands against his chest, clamping my fingers around his shirt. He wrapped his other arm around me, pulling me closer, the kiss becoming more passionate.
I leaned closer, arching my back, now clinging to him as if he was a lifeline. The moment of intimacy exploded, all the need and longing erupting to the surface. He swept his tongue inside, dominating mine as he devoured my mouth. I slid one hand down his chest, still marveling in his hard abs, but when I slid my hand against his cock, he moaned into the kiss.
I wanted him, maybe for all the wrong reasons, but I needed to feel his rough body crushing mine. I longed to have his shaft driven deep inside my core. As the kiss became more aggressive, I lost my ability to focus, the ache in my pussy and surrounding my nipples something I couldn’t deny. He’d tossed gasoline onto the flames, rendering it impossible to ignore my yearning.
As he explored the dark recesses of my mouth, I stroked his cloth-covered cock, tingling to the point I was shaking. He eased me onto the sand, shifting one leg over mine as he brushed his fingers down my face, moving ever so slowly along my neck to the swell of my breasts. I was oversensitive, wetness pooling in my panties. He slipped first one then the other strap on my dress down my arms, exposing my breasts.
When he broke the kiss, his deep growl filtering into my ears, several whimpers escaped my mouth. The bright orb in the sky allowed me to see his expression, his ferocious needs bursting through the surface.
“I want you,” he said gruffly, even as his actions remained tender. He tugged on my dress, sliding it down my waist, pushing it past my hips. When he freed me of the unwanted confines, tossing it aside, he took a deep breath, exhaling the hot air down from my neck to my chest. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
“Make love to me,” I whispered, although I didn’t recognize my voice.
Daniel cocked his head then slowly lowered it, engulfing my nipple.
“Oh,” I whimpered, clawing at his shirt as he rolled his tongue around my tender bud, flicking it several times.
Every touch was powerful, more intimate than before and as he crawled his fingers down my stomach, goosebumps popped along every inch of skin. There was no chance I could focus, even though I wanted nothing more than to gaze at the beautiful stars. I closed my eyes as he sucked on my nipple, tickling my pussy over the thin lace of my thong.
“I’m going to ravish you,” he whispered, the deep baritone nothing more than a scattered whisper across my skin. He took his time, sliding his lips to my other breast, swirling the tip of a single finger around my taut bud several times. His leg remained covering mine protectively, but I knew it was also about his possession. He wanted to taste me without the others getting in his way.
Everything about him was rugged, the polish he’d portrayed shoved aside. He lifted first one arm over my head then the other, grinning before rolling the tip of his finger around my lips. “Are you going to be a good girl?” he asked, his chest heaving, the words nothing more than guttural grunts.
“Never.” I couldn’t keep my eyes closed any longer. I wanted to see him, all of him in his beautiful glory.
“Just what I thought you’d say. One day, I will tame you. Tonight, you will obey me. Keep your arms over your head.”
My breath came in quick gasps as I fisted my hands, the light breeze scattering over us incapable of cutting through the torrid heat shared between us.
He nipped my nipple then dropped his gaze, his nostrils flaring as he rubbed the heel of his hand between my legs, using enough force as he moved up and down the material of my panties that they were driven into my wetness. I bucked up from the sand, several moans slipping past my parched lips.
I wanted to taste him again, to have his cock plunged deep inside my mouth. But that would wait. As I tossed my head from side to side, the wave of pleasure drifting through me increased.
“You’re so wet,” he muttered, his actions becoming more aggressive.
“Uh-huh.” The sound of my voice was unrecognizable, and I almost laughed. I was no longer the same person I’d been when brought here. The three savage men had driven me into nirvana enough times that I needed more. I’d become insatiable.
Daniel continued rubbing, yanking me closer and closer to an orgasm. Panting, I struggled to keep my arms in place, longing to touch him.
“No matter what happens, there will always be a part of you that belongs to me.”
His words floated into my mind as a promise of things to come, but also of anguish we’d yet to face. I shoved it all aside, incapable of stopping what fate had presented. The slight ripping sound as his finger tore through the thin material floated all around us. I was on fire, wanting nothing more than for him to shove his fingers deep inside of me.
