Elara " My body feels hot," I say, taking off my sexy nightdress. Zuriel turns his gaze from me quickly. " Princess," he warns. " Is it hot in here, Zuriel," " What do you think you're doing?" he asks, his voice unstable. I'm getting the reaction I want from him. " I want to go swimming," I tell him. I momentarily close my eyes when I remember I can't swim because of my fear of water. " I want to cool my body," I corrected myself. I grab a towel and leave the suite. Zuriel follows me to the inbuilt pool, just outside our suite. I'm happy to see that it is empty. I step into the shallow water and throw the towel to the ground. Zuriel does a 180 and I chuckle so hard. " You can look," I say, taking off my thong. " No," " Why?" I pout, " Am I not desirable for you?" I see his body go rigid after my words. " You're drunk," he growls. I'm a little tipsy, but I'm conscious of my actions. " So, I'm not good enough for you," I say, feigning hurt. Zuriel draws in a breath.
" Fuck me," I beg, my gaze burning into his own. I'm soaking for him. He continues to ravish me, his lips on every part of my body. I feel his hand trail from my belly button to my lower region. My toes curl as he touches my swollen clit. " Please," I whimper. I want more. I need much more. " I like hearing you beg," he husks, still kissing me. His movements on my throbbing pussy are erratic, and I cry out. " Yes!" While still pleasuring me, I cling unto him and thrust my hips against his. He starts to walk out of the pool area. He kicks open our bedroom door and throws me on the bed. I yelp, not expecting that. I rest on my elbows as I eagerly watch him pull down his pants. His dick is huge, long and stiff. I didn't know how he was going to fit inside me. Yet, my pussy clenches and my stomach is in knots. Zuriel watches me for a moment. I can't decipher his expression. I bite my lower lips and swallow thickly. Zuriel smirks and climbs on top of me, trailing kisses on my neck.
Zuriel The little Princess was driving me crazy. I fumed in anger when I saw her smiling fondly at another man. That tour guide. I hated how much it affected me. How much she affected me, She should only be my wife on paper and nothing more. I shouldn't allow myself to care for her or else she will get hurt in the long run. I wasn't a good man. I wasn't capable of truly loving or caring for another human. Not with the demons that reside within me. The voice of my father lives rent-free in my head, in my memories. His curses, his beating every time I showed any kind of emotion. He told me I was weak. He was mad, mad for power and territory like his dragon. A paranoia who thought he'd be attacked anytime. He wanted me to be exactly like him. He killed so many and made me watch. A seven-year-old boy watched as heads rolled off bodies and as others burned while he drank and laughed. That shit destroys you from the inside. It shuts you down, and you hate everything and everyone, incl
Elara My entire body is sore when I wake up for the second time. I blush at the memory of intense morning sex with my husband. I sit up when I realize I'm alone in bed. I check the time on my phone. It is after 11 A.M. I stretch my limbs and go to the shower. While in there, I discover I have bruises on my body. Zuriel is rough when making love to me. ' No, he fucked us... Hard,' Ara muses. She is chirping and excited. ' Fuck,' I mumble the word. My gaze fell on my wrist. There are red lines that are now fading. He bound my wrists together because he didn't want me to touch him. I frown. I like to touch him, but he hates it. Why didn't he want to be touched? His body got so cold when I did, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. I need to find out why he hates being touched. Maybe it's childhood trauma or something. Talking to someone might help him, and I would love to help him. ' I will ask him about it today,' I told Ara, ' You should, but it's Zuriel. Don't expect him to
After changing my clothes, I rushed to the lobby. My heart is still pounding after what happened at the table. My body shivers, and a smile plays on my lips. I love that man. I can't believe this is happening right now. If someone told a thirteen-year-old me, I'd be married and fucked by him. I wouldn't believe it. I don't even mind that he is coarse. I like it like that. " Elara," A voice jolts me, and I turn. My eyes meet Rob's. I skip towards him happily." Hi, Rob!" " You are in good spirits today. I'm pleased to see you like this," he tells me. " Thank you. So, where are you taking me today," I say, going to the exit, " I want to take you on the water today. We can see the fish up close," he says, and I freeze. Water? No. I love looking at the ocean, but I didn't love being in the water or a boat, no matter how big it was. " Can we do something else? I can't swim, so I'm scared," I confess. " Really? Why come here then," he laughs. " I love the ocean. I just don't like b
Zuriel cradled me in his arms and placed a lingering kiss on my head. My heart swelled, and tears welled in my eyes. I wanted more, so much more from him. However, he said that he would never love me. I needed to accept that, but it was so hard. Not when one minute he was hot and cold another" Would you like a drink?" he asks. " No," I answer. I'm very calm in his arms. I don't want to leave. We stay like this a while longer. My stomach growls, and gently, he puts me to sit on the leather seat. " I'll ask the chef to prepare you a snack," he says, going to another part of the boat. I sigh and relax. I close my eyes momentarily, enjoying the wind against my naked skin. We spent two nights on the boat. We slept and had sex half of the time. I thought by now, Zuriel would be open to me touching him, but no. He always bound my hands with handcuffs to the headboard when I touch him. It was exciting. However, I wondered why he hated to be touched so much. We watched the sunrise and suns
" Why did you do that?" I scoff. A slither of jealousy rushed through me. It's the past, I know, but I can't help it. " She seduced me. I didn't know she belonged to another man. Honestly, I didn't care," he says. So, the fiancé seduced Zuriel because he was wealthier. What a despicable woman. I snarl. " So, you are worried that he's close to me to exact revenge?" He avoids my gaze after my question. I was right. " You owe Rob an apology," " I owe him nothing. His woman was ambitious. She would have done that with another man sooner or later," he growled. " I meant you owe him an apology for hurting him earlier, Zuriel," " I'm sorry," he says. " Not to me, but to Rob," " I owe you an apology, too, little Princess. My behavior was unhinged. You were in pain because of your mate's betrayal, but I misinterpreted it," his tone is sincere. I don't want to forgive him yet, so I just nod, " Thank you," I say and enter the shower. Zuriel watches in stunned silence. I feel
Zuriel is close to me. His eyes stuck on mine. I want to kiss him when my eyes fall on his full lips, but I don't. I growl at him and continue eating. " Do you want some cake?" I ask. " No, but I want you," he says. I gape at how bold he is. He raises his phone in my face and takes a picture of me. My mouth is still full of cake. " Delete that," I say sternly. He shakes his head, " I like it. I'm putting it as my wallpaper," he says. I grab the phone from his hands. How can anyone like this? My eyes looked too big for my face, my mouth was open, and I had frosting on my mouth. He grabs it back. True to his word, that is his new screen saver. " I'm taking a bad picture of you, too," I growled. I get my phone and try to take one bad picture of him. However, the bastard looks like some Greek god even without trying. I throw a cake in his face, trying to make him look bad, but my efforts are futile. " This is unfair," I give up. I stand against the window, looking at the water arou