by Marian Tee
She wrapped her silken limbs around his neck. “Me, too, President,” she whispered. “Me, too.”
He growled, “Stop calling me that.”
She giggled. “I think it’s sexy now.”
“I don’t. It makes me think you’re screaming for Obama when I fuck you.”
She gasped. “Whyyyyyyyy…” She beat his chest. “Oh my God, why do you have to say something like that? Now I can never call you President in bed or I’ll always think that.”
He smirked. “That’s exactly my plan.” Before she could complain about his underhandedness, he started kissing her, and MJ’s protests turned into whimpers.
She savored every kiss and caress, loving the fact that there wasn’t a single second she felt like shrinking away from Helios’ touch. The past was really gone and buried, leaving her with only the most promising days in Helios’ arms to look forward to.
She sighed and whimpered as Helios started sucking her breasts, gently at first, but when she tugged his hair, reminding him that she was no fragile doll, he started sucking hard. And when he bit her nipples, she cried out, her body arching towards his because she wanted more. So, so much more.
MJ twisted and writhed under Helios as he kissed his way further down, pausing right on top of her folds to tease her. She tried pushing him down, her inhibitions disappearing at the strength of her desire for him, but he resisted, even raising his head to smirk at her.
“Please,” she begged him.
“In time,” he promised, his voice rough with need.
He teased her folds with light drifting touches from his fingers, teasing it over and over until she was sobbing and soaking wet. And just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, his mouth was suddenly there, sucking on her clit the same time he pushed two fingers inside her. His thrusts were gentle and firm at the same time, working to make her inner muscles relax.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Please,” she whispered. “Please, take me now.”
Her plea was said in such a sexy whisper it was impossible for him to ignore, and with a growl Helios lifted himself up. Pushing her legs apart, he slid one hand under her, readying her to take him all in. “This is likely to hurt again,” he warned her.
“I know. But I’m just so glad…it’s you again.”
“Me, too, brat.” He pressed a kiss on her forehead. “I love you.”
“I love you—” She gasped, realizing Helios had distracted her so that he could slide his cock into her fully without her being tense about it. Inside her, she felt something break, again, and she closed her eyes, tears slipping down her face.
For her, what happened was God’s miracle, allowing her to experience the beauty of losing her virginity to Helios again. But unlike before, this time they both knew they loved each other.
She tightened her hold around his neck. “Take me.”
His lips covering hers, Helios proceeded to do what she wanted, what they both wanted. He took her as his, completely his, his every thrust remembering every cell of her body who it belonged to. Soon, his thrusts became just a little bit wilder, just a little bit faster and rougher. He tried to slow himself down, tried to be gentle, but God, it had been so fucking long—
Her nails dug into his buttocks. “More,” MJ demanded.
His control snapped. His thrusts became frenzied, heightened by his need and love for her. I love you. I want you. I need you. His every thrust pounded the truth of his feelings into her, and he shuddered when MJ’s body welcomed him with beautiful warmth, her inner muscles tightening around his cock so deliciously it had his eyes rolling back.
“Let’s come together, sweetheart,” he invited her.
Her eyes were hazy with desire, her lips parting as she answered him with a helpless whimper.
Helios reached for between her bodies to rub her clit hard.
She came apart with a scream, and as her entire body shuddered, she heard Helios come with a growl over her, his thrusts becoming more rapid as he filled her with his seed. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, wanting all of it. If they were lucky, maybe, just maybe they would have created something special tonight.
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That night, she dreamt about Panic.
It had been a long time since she had seen the monstrous little girl, and even though MJ told herself that Panic wasn’t real, that Panic was just a figment from the nightmarish past, she couldn’t help tensing as Panic skipped and hopped towards her, looking crazier and more terrifying the closer she got.
When Panic was just half a foot away, MJ’s eyes involuntarily closed.
But instead of Panic’s deafening titters, she heard…nothing.
Her eyes slowly opened.
And she gasped…and after a while, she started to laugh.
Helios was beating the shit out of Panic, kicking her until the monstrous little girl was pounded into ashes.
“MJ?” Helios tried not to sound too worried as he shook his wife awake. “You’re having a bad dream.”
Gradually, MJ found herself falling back into consciousness. Her eyes drifted open, and she saw Helios looking down at her, a grave look on his face.
“You had a bad dream,” he repeated.
She shook her head drowsily. “No. It was a good dream,” she mumbled, closing her eyes. “You were beating up a little girl.”
Silence.
Oh. Wait. That didn’t come out right, did it? She opened her eyes again and saw Helios gaping at her.
“I’m beating up a little girl…and it’s a good dream?”
“It’s not like that,” she said quickly. “It’s because there’s this girl, I call her Panic…” She stopped when she realized she was only making herself sound like a lunatic. “It’s a good dream, really,” MJ said lamely. “I promise.”
Helios shook his head. “I don’t know. I think this may be an effect of our lovemaking. I think it’s too soon.”
Too soon? What the—
They had been celibate for a year. They had made love just once last night, and now they might have to be celibate again?
She shook her head profusely. “No, no, no, it’s not too soon.”
“I’m just not sure, baby. You know I love you—”
“And I love you,” she said quickly.
“So I don’t want to do anything to frighten you. Maybe seeing my cock—”
“I love your cock!”
Silence.
And then she saw Helios’ shoulders start to rock.
MJ gasped. “Oh my God, you were totally pulling my leg again, weren’t you?”
Smart enough not to give her an answer, a still-laughing Helios chose to kiss MJ and make love to her one more time. As he covered her lips with his, he thanked God in his mind that MJ was really back. Perhaps she was wiser beyond her years now, but it didn’t matter as long as she was the same innocent MJ he could always tease.
Chapter Sixteen
Kellion Argyros was leaving the wedding reception to find himself a girl to fuck for the night when he stumbled upon something extremely interesting. Through the partially open door of the kitchen, he saw a girl squatting down halfway and clasping her arms over her shoulders.
A moment later, the guy she was talking to crowed triumphantly, “Heavy! You’re saying it’s too heavy for you to carry on your own, so you’d like me to help you with the crates?”
The girl nodded, smiling.
The guy gave her a thumbs up. “Sure, no problem. I’ll pack these up while you wait for Bobby to come back with the payment.”
She gave him a thumbs up of her own.
When the guy left, Kellion entered the kitchen and tapped the girl on the shoulder. She whirled around immediately, and his first look of her was everything he had imagined her to be. Blond, beautiful, and big-chested – she was his ideal woman all right, and fortunately for her, they wouldn’t have any trouble communicating with each other. Unlike the asshat she had been talking to earlier, he knew how to fucki
ng sign since it was one of the consequences he had to pay when he lost a bet to Leandro Christopoulos’ manipulative fiancée.
He signed swiftly, wanting to impress her with his speed and knowledge.
But she only looked at him.
Fuck. Maybe he got a few words wrong?
He signed to her again, but still she gave him that look.
Behind her, the door to the kitchen opened and Bobby poked her head in. “Aria?”
The girl turned around.
Bobby waved the check before placing it on the steel countertop next to the door. “Thanks for all the hard work for tonight. MJ wanted me to tell you that she loved everything you prepared! I have to go, there’s some fiasco with the wedding cake and I promised MJ I won’t let it anything happen to it.” Bobby paused, her gaze going to Kellion. “Umm, what are you doing here? Oh, never mind. I really have to go. Don’t flirt with her, Kellion!”
Aria was still looking at Bobby’s departing back when behind her she heard the man say, “Well, fuck. You’re not deaf, are you?”
She wished she could just go, but she forced herself to turn around again.
Kellion found himself the recipient of the most serious look he had ever been subjected to in his whole life.
Finally, in a voice so scratchy it was as if she had not spoken in years, the girl said, “No.” And then she was hurrying away, snatching the check from the counter and leaving him without looking back.
Well, fuck, Kellion thought again. Did his heart just skip a beat at being ignored?
THE END
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Marian Tee
His name is Kellion. Beautiful. Wicked. Dashing. Alive. That’s what attracted me the most about him – that he’s so full of life, it makes me feel like I’m not dead inside.
I thought he was just like all the other bikers of the Afxisi, America’s most popular and exclusive underground racing club. Someone too rich, too gorgeous for his own good, someone too full of himself to be human.
But then I saw a secret side of him. Realized that he had just been pretending all along. Realized that he needed me, and that broken part of him drew me in, like a moth to a flame.
Now, I want to be the one to make him smile. Really smile, and not like all those fake smiles he used to make the girls around him fall in love.
I want to make him think of me, just me. I want to belong to him, just him. But most of all, I want him to know I love him. Not the biker, not the billionaire’s son, not the hot guy. But him. Kellion.
Even if his smile tells me he’ll end up tearing me apart, I need him to know he’s not alone. I’m his to love or destroy. Whatever he wants – I’m his.
Kellion: An Excerpt
Before leaving for class, I peeked through my door’s peephole and saw…no one. The hallway was empty.
Yay!
The word sounded forced even to my own ears, but I told myself it was only because I was so used to being stalked. This was just another form of Stockholm syndrome, I told myself.
So Kellion Argyros had been walking me to school every single day of the entire week. It wasn’t like I had wanted it. Actually, the biker had been the one to force his company on me, not the other way around.
If he never showed up again—
I faltered in my footsteps.
Weird. My chest felt so tight. I glanced down at my blouse. Maybe it had started to shrink? Or maybe I had gotten even curvier?
Rounding the corner to reach the stairs, I was about to take the first step down when I realized someone was blocking my way.
“Good morning, terataki.”
“Aaaaaaah!” Shock at seeing Kellion Argyros had me losing my balance, and his hard arms wrapped around me as I stumbled against his strong, powerful form.
His body vibrated with laughter against me even as his hands spanned my waist. “You’re throwing yourself at me now?” he teased in a low whisper. “You missed me that much, eh?” Normally, Kellion spoke like any ordinary American guy but when he was with me, his Greek accent seemed to thicken, like he knew how I found it so secretly thrilling.
Red-faced at his words, I pulled away. Pulling out my board from my jumper’s pocket, I wrote. Go away.
But he only laughed and, covering my hand, he made me put my board back into my pocket. “You can just look at me, terataki, and I’ll know what you want to say.”
Weeeeeeird. My chest always felt tight around him. Maybe this was a posthumous symptom of my trauma.
Kellion was pulling my hand, and I knew by now there was no force on Earth that would make him let me go. He was supposed to be one of the most easygoing members of the Afxisi, so why was he so darn stubborn with me?
We were still playing tug of war by the time we left my dorm. Everyone still stared at us, but because he – we – had been doing this for days, they were no longer shocked. Now, they were just…puzzled.
What was Afxisi’s VP doing with a sick person like me?
Honestly, I wish I knew the answer to that, too.
Kellion was quiet as he dragged me to school. I would never admit it to anyone, but his silence was refreshing. He was one of the few people who really got me. Just because I couldn’t – didn’t – speak didn’t mean they had to fill the silence for me.
“I can feel your pretty eyes on me.” Kellion didn’t look at me as he spoke, but I could see the way a grin was tugging at his beautiful thin lips as he did.
Embarrassment flooded my cheeks with color, and I tried tugging away from him harder.
Kellion looked at me with a shake of his head. “It was not a complaint. You do know that, don’t you?”
Tingle, tingle. I hated the way he made my body feel so alive with just a few words. I felt so stupid around him. Those were all just lines, darn it. Why couldn’t I get my body to understand those were all just empty words to get me in his bed?
When we reached my building, I forced us to a halt by digging my feet.
Kellion stopped as well, reluctantly. “You don’t want me to go up with you?”
My eyes bored through him.
He gave me a hurt look. “You’re embarrassed of me?”
I nodded profusely.
Kellion laughed. “Too bad for you, I know you’re lying.” His grip loosened but before I could pull away, he brought my hand to his mouth and pressed a wet, warm kiss against my palm.
Aaaaargh!
He had done it again.
He always, always, always managed to take me by surprise with that.
Kellion released my hand, and I quickly rubbed my palm against the denim of my jumper, wanting to get rid of the feel of his touch. Over my head, I heard Kellion chuckle, the sound low and seductive.
Tingle, tingle, tingle – so many of them it was impossible to count, but I told myself it was because he grossed me out and not for any other reason.
“See you later?”
I shook my head without looking up at him.
“See you later or it’s not your hand I’ll kiss the next time.”
I quickly looked up at him and nodded firmly. See you later.
His lips twitched. “That’s my girl.”
And then he was walking away, like a beautiful elusive dream that I could only have at certain times – but never forever.
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