Page 45 of The Pakhan’s Accidental Bride

I reach between us and shove my swim trunks down just enough to free my cock. The head brushes against her entrance, and we both freeze for a moment, relishing in the feel and anticipation.

"Don't you dare stop," she says, and then she's kissing me again, desperate and demanding.

I push inside her slowly, giving her time to adjust. She's so fucking tight, so wet and hot around me. I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming right then and there like some inexperienced teenager. When I'm fully seated inside her, I pause, letting her feel every inch of me.

"Okay?" I ask, my voice strained.

She nods, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "Move. Please move."

I don't need to be told twice.

I start with slow, deep thrusts, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. But all I see is pleasure. Her head falls back against the pool edge, exposing the long line of her throat. I lean forward and bite down gently on the sensitive skin there, marking her.

"Harder," she gasps, and fuck if that doesn't make me lose what little control I have left.

I grip her hips and start pounding into her, the water splashing around us with each thrust. She's moaning now, loud and uninhibited, and I love it. I love that she's not holding back, not pretending to be something she's not.

"That's it, baby," I growl in her ear. "Let everyone hear who's fucking you. Let them know you're mine."

I can feel her tightening around me, her body tensing as she gets closer to the edge. I reach between us and find her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. She screams, her inner muscles clamping down on my cock as she comes. The sensation is too much. I thrust into her one last time and follow her over the edge, emptying myself inside her with a groan.

We stay like that for a long moment, both of us breathing hard, our bodies still connected while the water around us slowly starts to settle. I press my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath.

"That was…" she starts, but trails off.

"Yeah," I agree. "It was."

I pull out of her slowly and lower her back into the water. She wobbles a bit, and I steady her with my hands on her waist. We float there together, naked and sated, the warm water lapping at our skin. She rests her head on my chest, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close.

This is nice. Peaceful. I can't remember the last time I felt this relaxed.

Of course, that's when one of my captains decides to show up.

I hear footsteps approaching and look up to see Luca walking toward the pool. Kiera must hear him, too, because she suddenly tenses and tries to dive underwater to cover herself.

"Relax," I tell her, chuckling at her panic. "He's seen naked women before."

"Not me!" she hisses, her face bright red as she tries to position herself behind me.

Luca stops at the edge of the pool, his expression carefully neutral. He's smart enough not to look directly at Kiera, keeping his eyes on me instead. He leans down and whispers in my ear.

"There's a man here. Trying to get an extension on his loan."

I sigh. So much for a relaxing rest of the day.

"I'll be there in a minute," I tell him.

Luca nods and walks away. I turn back to Kiera, who's still trying to cover her breasts with her arms.

"Enjoy yourself by the pool," I tell her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I need to attend to some business."

"What kind of business?" she asks, her eyes curious.

"The boring kind," I lie. "I won't be long."

I pull myself out of the pool and grab a towel, drying off quickly before pulling on my clothes. When I glance back, Kiera is watching me with an expression I can't quite read. I give her a wink and head inside.

The walk to the interrogation room gives me time to shift gears. The tender lover from the pool disappears, replaced by the Pakhan who doesn't tolerate disrespect or failure. By the time I push open the door, I'm all business.