Marked (Marked #3) (28 page)

In one word, she was everything.

“Shush, you.” Passing the threshold to open water, I stopped the boat and dropped anchor. After securing everything, I stood, took ahold of her hand, and walked us up and around the front of the yacht. “I just need a few more seconds, babe.”

“Should I start counting?” she sassed while I removed my shirt, needing to feel her skin on mine.

Moving her over to stand in front of me, I gathered her hair with one hand. Fisted the long strands and pulled back, causing her back to arch. For her face to tip back and placed her lips just below mine.

I kissed them, and the moan she released when our lips touched almost broke me. It caused my heart to pound hard inside my chest. For my cock to swell.

No woman would ever be loved as completely as I do her.

Releasing her lips, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the first of my gifts. Just a small token of my affection, the devotion I held for her.

A chain, an identical match to the one I now wore around my neck. Two puzzle pieces that fit the other on all sides, with our initials and the date we met engraved in the center. It was my way of showing her that she was it for me.

My equal in every sense of the word.

With her hair still wrapped around my fist, I pulled her head to the side and placed an opened-mouthed kiss over the exposed flesh. Sucking on the skin there, I held it between my teeth and bit down.

Her skin broke out in goose bumps.

“I love you, Maya. Never doubt that this man, the one whose heart you hold in your hands, always will.”

“Baby,” she whispered low and tried to turn in my arms. But before she could, I placed the cold metal chain around her neck and pulled her blindfold down. “What are...holy fuck!”

“Surprise.”

“How?” she breathed. Eyes wide and mouth agape, she took in everything around her. “Again, holy shit!”

“Like?” Both eyes widened comically. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Fuck, I love you.” Jumping into my arms, she wrapped her legs around my waist while peppering my face with sweet kisses. “You are the best partner my soul could’ve chosen. No one, but you. Always.”

Our lips met then in an earth-shattering kiss. Passionate. Sinful. My hand fisted the hair at the back of her neck, brought her face down to my liking when her chain connected with mine, and interrupted my attempt at a kiss. The noise startled her, and she pulled away to look down.

A gasp was caught in her throat, and a hand flew up to her mouth. “It’s...” That’s all I got before her eyes watered and a stray tear rolled down her cheek. A slim finger caressed the edges of my chain, reverently traced the letters and date engraved within. “Thank you.”

“Anything to make you smile, little bitty thing.”

“Anything?”

“Yes, my dirty girl.” At those words, her smile went from sweet to devious. Tender was replaced by heat. Lust sizzled between us, palpable and transparent. Her eyes became hooded.

Nice and slow—hard and fast—we always held the same intensity. Craved each other without any preconceived notions of what we should be. We just were. A man and woman consumed by the other’s love.

“Your smile lights up my days.” Soft lips skimmed up my neck, breathed me in, and then kissed the shell of my ear. “But it’s your groans of pleasure that make me slick. Hot.”

I had a naughty little Bitty wrapped around me.

“Is that so?” With both hands I squeezed her ass, pressed her against me, and let her feel how hard I was for her. How much my cock wanted to feel the heat between her thighs. “Let me have you…just a little taste.”

“No.”

“No?” I asked, perplexed by the denial when her body exuded the same ardor I burned with.

She gazed up at me with hunger in her eyes while I set her down on her feet. “No, Talan. Not a little.” Bitty tilted her head to the side and licked her lips. Watched and accepted the same look of urgency mirrored in mine. “I want you to fuck me hard. Raw.” Bringing her mouth over mine, she held above me and exhaled a long breath. “Mark me once more.”

Nodding, I pulled on the strings of her suit and bared her body to my eyes. “Goddamned perfection,” I hummed in awe, and then pleasure as her slim hands returned the favor. Pushed my shorts down past my hips and then fisted my cock.

A shiver ran up her spine as the winds around us blew, caressed her naked flesh. Nipples pebbled, and my mouth watered at the sight of the tight tips.

“Please.” Not a plea, but a demand to love her. To take what belonged to me.

I laid her body down over the small blanket I requested be set down for us. Over the vast waters of the Atlantic, with only the warm skies above us as witness, I caged her body with mine. Chest to chest, I held her. Kissed her with everything I had in me, bruising her lips while our teeth clashed and tongues explored.

“I love you.” It was my truth. A vow I made to God himself before I entered her pussy in one smooth thrust. She clenched around my cock, pulled me in deeper while her back arched off the surface below. Exquisite in the way she relinquished herself over to the pleasure I gave. “Always, my Bitty.”

“Forever yours.”

The End.

Coming Nov. 2016

Marked (The Complete Box Set)

This special box set will include 3 exclusive outtakes from our favorite gang.

Cox’s Shit List.

Lance Kisses Ass.

Simon Has A Question To Ask.

One more thing before I go…

Janice and Luke will be back. Their story is just beginning.

Coming 2017

STITCHED (A Marked Novel)

Goodreads Link:
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Insanity consumes me…

About the Author:

Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.

As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.

Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn't until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.

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