Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 234281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1171(@200wpm)___ 937(@250wpm)___ 781(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 234281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1171(@200wpm)___ 937(@250wpm)___ 781(@300wpm)
“And Manolis did not keep you from being expelled?”
“It happened too fast and everything was decided in a day.”
“But if he was the reason—-”
“He was not the reason why I was expelled, Damen.” Mairi’s voice was gentle but firm. “It was the other girl who chose to misinterpret things, her blindness and jealousy that made her see something between us that didn’t exist.” She looked at him straight in the eye. “I don’t blame him for what happened. It’s not his fault.”
“How...forgiving.”
This time she couldn’t help but laugh, the way Damen’s lip curled at the last word, making it sound like she had just announced her intention to attend church wearing an outfit Lady Gaga would be proud of.
Biting her lip, she said, “So earlier, when those reporters—-”
Deciding that a distraction was called for, Damen crouched down on both knees and whipped her shirt off after.
She forgot what she was about to say. “Damen!”
But he wasn’t done, quickly whipping her sports bra over her head and tossing it aside as well.
Mairi immediately crossed her arms over her chest. “What do you think you’re doing?”
He looked at her innocently. “It’s a new way to exercise.”
She choked. “Exercise with my top off?”
“Yes.” He gently pushed her back on the floor, making sure that her hands were clasped behind her head once more. This left her breasts completely bared to his appreciative gaze. He took his time studying it, and soon her pretty rosy nipples hardened in response.
“Stop staring,” she begged him.
“Never.” This time he pried her legs apart so he could kneel between them. Bending down, he took one nipple in, sucking hard and loud, not stopping until he heard her moan.
At the sound, he released her nipple and bent back. “Now do your sit-ups, darling.”
Her eyes whitened. “Like this?”
Damen purred, “Let my kiss be your incentive.”
Oh my God.
It was an incentive she could never...resist.
She forced herself up, Damen obediently sucking her nipple passionately every time her nipple came close to his mouth.
Up, suck, down. Up, suck, down. Up, suck, down.
She was so wet by the time she had finished one set. Dimly, she heard a rustling sound. Her eyes fluttered open.
Damen was naked.
Oh my God—-
In a move that was so fast she was left blinking, he dispensed with the rest of her gym attire, leaving her as naked as he was.
Oh my God—-
He said thickly, “Again, sweetheart.”
When she forced herself up once more, he moved her hips down and his cock slid into her pussy, which welcomed his thickness wetly, snugly.
The routine became more complicated, more arousing, guaranteed to drive her insane. She moved up, and he would thrust in the same time his mouth captured her nipple, alternating between both breasts.
Up, thrust, suck, down.
“Damen.” She couldn’t take it anymore, her arms curving around his neck as her legs went around his waist. “Take me.” She sounded near tears. She was begging him. And she didn’t care.
Chuckling, he whispered into her ear, “Done exercising?”
She answered with a sob and a nod.
Tightening his hold around her, he thrust up and hard into her. Hands clasping her waist, he bounced her up and down on his cock. Each thrust had her reeling, pushing her further and further towards that place of no return.
Taking her mouth in a kiss, he whispered against her lips, “You’re mine, aren’t you, Mairi?”
She shuddered at the words, and she completely lost it when his fingers slid between their bodies to tease her pleasure nub and stimulate her into orgasm. She came as she cried out, “Yours. Always, always, always yours.”
ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS yours.
The words played in her mind as she found herself drifting closer to sleep, Damen carrying her to their bed. As Damen temporarily left her, she fumbled for her phone out of habit, checking her messages.
There was one message that had her heart beating madly and she quickly typed, Yes, I understand. 10AM sharp.
And then she heard footsteps and quickly deleted the message.
Damen asked as he joined her in bed, “Someone texted you?”
“Just my aunt,” she lied, her heart beating madly again, but for a different reason this time.
Always, always, always yours.
The words mocked Damen in his mind as he watched his fiancée sleep. He reached for her phone and checked her inbox.
The only message on her inbox was indeed from aunt but it was sent hours ago, and something she had already replied to.
He looked back at Mairi, his face drawn.
Have you ever been mine, matakia mou?
Chapter 6
VELVET: STOP TORTURING yourself with these stupid applications.
Mairi winced at her friend’s words, but before she could answer it, another reply came in.
Mandy: What she means is that you’re going to be Damen’s wife now. You really don’t need to work, and if you do want to work then you can afford to wait for a job you love.