Azrael
The sound of her splashing in the water has me craning my neck, but I can’t see a damn thing from this office.
“Czar, I’ll call you back.” I end the call before my brother can respond, and move onto the landing where the perfect view of the swimming pool comes into focus. Fuck me, thank God I kept the guards on the outside of the grounds.
My cock twitches at the same time fury ignites my veins. She’s swimming naked. Fucking naked!
Without giving Czar another thought, I stride down the stairs and straight outside, collecting her robe from the sunbed as I walk past it.
“Hevan, out!” I demand, but she turns her head over her shoulder, those bright-blue eyes of hers full of mirth, and continues swimming.
“I’m good,” she replies.
She’s good?
Well, I’m not fucking good. I’m livid.
“I’m not playing games, Hevan. Get out of the goddamn pool!” I grit the words out through clenched teeth.
She turns and pushes off the opposite pool wall. “You said I could go in it.”
“You’re naked,” I bite out.
“Well, you didn’t leave me any swimwear.”
I stare at her.
She’s right, I didn’t think of her needing them.
“Point made. Now get out.”
She swims toward me, then kicks her legs and turns again, pushing off the wall and sending a splash of water in my direction while her perfect ass taunts me. “No. I’m not finished.”
“So, help me God, Hevan, if you don’t get out of this pool right fucking now!” I stab my finger toward the ground.
She stops and places her feet down before turning to face me. “What?” She bites into her bottom lip, her eyes dance with playfulness. “What are you going to do?”
She’s goading me. Pushing.
“I’ll spank your ass raw.”
“Okay.” She smiles and takes a step toward me, looking like some sort of siren with her blonde locks covering what I know to be full tits. “What else?”
Jesus Christ, she’s going to kill me. My balls ache and my cock leaks as it rubs against my belt.
“I’ll fuck your ass.” I narrow my eyes. “Hard.”
She flicks her gaze up to mine, and vulnerability shines in her eyes. “If I let you,” she says.
“Of course,” I bite out as my cock throbs.
Then she shocks the hell out of me and splashes me. For a second, I’m stunned to the spot. “Hevan!” I warn, and she giggles, and the sound sends a flurry of something peculiar but not entirely unwelcome through my chest.
She disappears beneath the water, and I lean forward, then when she pops back up, she jumps and grabs a hold of my shoulders, pulling me into the pool with her.
Fuck.
I hit the water, and for a moment, I’m blinded by the beautiful blonde smiling up at me as she tugs on my shirt with a playful determination.
Her giggle echoes around the gardens, and I push up on the pool floor for air. “The fuck?”
She’s thrown her head back, laughing harder than ever, and I don’t have it in me to punish her for it.
How the hell can I when she looks so beautiful?
“Come here,” I demand but find myself moving toward her anyway.
I hoist her against me, and she wraps her arms around my neck just how I like. “Your face was so funny.”
“Shut up.” I slam my lips against hers and back her against the pool wall.
My tongue delves into her mouth, and I swallow back her moan.
When she removes her hands from my neck, I sag, but when she reaches for the buttons of my drenched shirt, I help her, tearing it frantically from me in seconds.
Then her lips find my neck, and her hands explore my chest.
Fuck, I love her touch.
My hands find my belt buckle, and I tug it, pop open my button, and push down my zipper. “I was so hard watching you swim,” I admit, and bite into her bottom lip. “You’ve no idea the power you have over me.”
“Please, I need you.”
“Yes, you fucking do.” I line my cock up with her pussy hole and swiftly push her down, reveling in the way her head falls back. “You need me to fill your little cunt with my cum, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes I do.” I bounce her up and down my shaft, spearing her with my thickness. All the while, the thoughts of her growing round with my child plague me.
“Good.” I nip at her lip again, and she arches her back, allowing me to kiss down her throat and over her chest until I pull a nipple into my mouth and suck.
“Oh God.” Her fingers tangle in my hair, and I fucking love it. “So good, Azrael.” My name on her innocent lips sounds criminal, which is perfect, given I’m the devil himself.
My hand holding her ass moves toward her forbidden hole, and she clenches around my cock; I smile against her nipple while flicking my tongue over her peaked tip.
“Let me play with your hole, Hevan. Be a good little toy.”
She moans, and it vibrates to my toes and back up again, and as I press inside her ass with my finger, she convulses around me; I keep fucking her ass with my finger, in and out, in and out.
“Fuck, Hevan, fuck,” I grunt, and my movements become erratic, as I’m unable to hold back any longer and give in to the euphoria waiting for me.
My cum shoots from my tip, and I shove it as far inside her as I humanly can.
“You’re my undoing,” I rasp, and my lips meet hers again. I close my eyes when she pulls me in closer, not only bathing in her beauty but committing this moment to memory too.
When I pull back, I ask her the one thing I know I shouldn’t. Whatever way she answers could very well destroy me. “Would you still have your freedom, Little Toy?”
There’s something about the way she looks at me, as if pulling every thought out of my body and flaying it open for all to see.
“Only with you in it,” she whispers against my lips, and I close my eyes, wishing more than ever that it could be our reality.