by Marian Tee
But this only had his friends laughing their asses off, and they soon crowded around him, congratulating him heartily for almost four years of celibacy.
“You really are the angel among us,” Jason Christakos said as he clapped a hand over his friend’s back.
“Fuck off,” Christien answered smilingly.
“Man, it’s been so long for you, hasn’t it?” Jason’s twin, Nick, pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. “I feel like you’re about to have your cherry popped again.”
“Fuck off, too.” This time, Christien wasn’t smiling anymore.
“I have a serious question.” Nathan Callis took his friend’s shoulders by the hand. “Do you need us to give you the talk, remind you where’s A and what goes in B---”
Christien swore fluently in French as he shrugged off his friend’s hold.
The Prince of Darkness shook his head. “We’re being too hard on di Luca.” He paused. “But that reminds me. You can still get a hard on, right?”
Christien flashed him the middle finger, and his friends laughed again.
The jokes went on and on for the rest of the night, and just when he was about to leave, Derek Christopoulos made sure to hurl a parting shot. “No wet dreams before the wedding, di Luca!”
Everyone smirked as the billionaire slammed the door behind him.
It was all the little mutant’s fault, of course, the billionaire thought exasperatedly as he headed towards the elevator. Being her usual talkative, trusting self, Kharis had let slip in one of the interviews she had granted as his fiancée that he had yet to take her virginity – no matter how much she had pleaded him to.
The Internet had gone wild right after, with some men voting him to be the next saint while the more suspicious ones believed it only meant he hadn’t come out of the closet. Those, he didn’t give a fuck about, but his friends’ reactions, however---
All of them had taken to calling him Pope Christien in honor of his celibate ways. And just last week, he had been walking to his class in Christopoulos University when he had bumped into the entire squad of officers of Afxisi.
And the fucking guys had genuflected in perfect synchrony, the billionaire recalled with a grimace, as they called him Pope Christien to his face.
Shaking his head at the memory, Christien swiped his hotel card and entered his suite. He switched the lights on---
“SURPRISE!”
“Holy fuck!”
Why in hell did he keep forgetting that his little mutant lived to scare the hell out of him?
As he raised his eyes, a part of him was already dreading what he’d find as he remembered all of her former costumes and masks.
And what made it even crazier, he thought wryly, was that she always had an excuse for it. Like the day they had gotten back together, she had on the wedding veil because a college friend of hers from the fashion design department had wanted her to model her bridal wear. And then just last week, she had opened the door to him dressed like one of those psycho killer kids from The Purge. When he had asked her why, she had told him she had signed up as an extra for a college play.
So whatever it was she was wearing now---
The billionaire mentally braced himself as his gaze met hers.
And his jaw dropped.
“Do you like it?” she asked shyly.
“I…yes.” Christien struggled to remain coherent even as his gaze remained glued to Kharis. Instead of her usual ghastly costumes, she was dressed in a black, tied-up lace corset that had her breasts nearly spilling out. She had then matched this with a tiny, triangular piece of black silk and pointed black heels.
“You’re staring at me.”
“I can’t help it.”
“You know you can do more than stare---” And her lips curved in the most seductive of smiles. “Don’t you?”
Fuck.
She slowly walked towards him, and Christien nearly stumbled as he backed farther and farther away from the little mutant.
“Kharis,” he said warningly.
“Christien,” she returned, her smile ever so sweet and naughty.
“We only have one night to wait---”
“I know.” And her smile became a hundred times naughtier. “But I don’t care to wait.” And before he could say or do anything else, she took him by surprise and threw herself at him.
His arms automatically went around her, supporting her weight, and as she looked down at him, his throat went dry at the innocent need in her eyes.
“Please, Christien.” Her voice was a sweet, soft, tempting whisper. “Make me yours tonight.”
His brain shut down.
And there was no turning back.
Pulling her head down, he kissed her hard as he carried her to bed. His cock ached painfully behind his pants as he laid her down on the silk sheets and his hands shook as he slowly undressed her.
After freeing her breasts from her corset, he bent down and took one nipple into his mouth. Her moans filled the room as he started to suck, and her fingers delved into his hair as he moved to her other nipple.
“Oh, Christien.”
“It’s so good.”
“So, so good.”
Her too-sweet words had his body burning even more, and it took everything in him not to just unzip his pants and sink his length into her. Controlling his need with an effort, he kissed his way down her body, lingering on the sensitive skin of her belly, and when she began writhing restlessly, that was only when he pulled the scrap of silk down her legs and tossed it out of the way.
Placing her legs over his shoulders, he dove in and feasted on her pussy, taking his time licking her folds and thrusting his tongue in and out of her core.
“Christien, oh my God, Christien!”
And as her back arched off the bed, his mouth moved up so he could suck on her clit.
She buckled and screamed, but still he didn’t let go, sucking harder and harder on the tiny stiff nub of flesh until she came with a wrenching sob, her creamy essence gushing out of her.
As her body continued to shake in the aftermath of her orgasm, the billionaire released her to swiftly get rid of his clothes. All the while, her soft, clouded gaze remained on his form, and when he was completely naked, she whispered, “You’re so beautiful, Christien.”
“Not as beautiful as you, baby girl,” he said hoarsely.
Her arms opened in welcome as he joined her back in bed, and her long legs parted in sweet surrender as he settled his large, powerful body between them.
“This is going to hurt,” he warned her roughly.
“I don’t care,” Kharis whispered. “I just want to be yours.”
His eyes squeezed shut. Too damn sweet. Didn’t she know saying things like that would only make him forget his control? Locking her gaze with his, he dug one hand under her bottom while his other hand took hold of his cock and began sliding its head against her still-wet folds.
Her eyes flew open. “Oooooh.”
“Like it?”
She nodded.
“It will only get better.” And this time, he allowed the head of his cock to slip in, all the while keeping his narrowed gaze on her so he could see the play of emotions on her face.
And first there was shock, followed by wonder and lastly, there was pleasure.
“Christien…”
He took that as his next cue, and slipped another inch in.
She gasped, her hands curving around his shoulders. “Christien---”
Another inch followed, and another, and another, and when she was starting to move her hips, he finally claimed her virginity as his, sinking the rest of his throbbing length inside of her.
Kharis’ eyes squeezed shut at his penetration, her body stiffening a little, and he said tautly, “I’m sorry, baby girl.” But the words felt slightly hypocritical with the way his body was drowning in the tightness of her pussy. “It’s just this one time...” Sweat started to bead the edges of his face as he fought to keep himself still
and tried not to think of how exquisitely moist she was, how fucking snug---
And then he felt it, her hips slowly moving under him, and Christien sucked in his breath. Finally. And he started to move, slowly and steadily at first, letting her small young body adjust to his fullness---
“Oh God, Christien.” And her body buckled insistently under his, a silent demand for more, and a growl escaped him.
His hands squeezing her bottom, he began fucking her harder and harder, and as her moans and whimpers bounced off the walls of his suite, his thrusts became wilder and rougher---
“Oh! Oh! Oh God, it’s so good! So, so good! So good!”
He pulled them up to a sitting position with their bodies still joined, and a longer moan escaped her as she found herself impaled by his cock. “Christien, oh God!” Her head fell back in abandon as their bodies began to rock against each other, his cock pushing deeper and deeper into her---
So damn deep he reached all the way to her womb---
Her nails scratched his back.
“Christien!”
Bending his head, he took one nipple and bit hard as he thrust powerfully back into her.
She shattered in his arms with a scream, her body shuddering as she reached another orgasm. Clutching her hips to his, he shot his cum to her and ground her pussy down on him. Fisting her hair, he pulled her head down so he could whisper into her ears the words he now believed with all his heart.
“I love you, baby girl.”
Another controversy rocked the billionaire’s life the next day as wedding guests were made to wait. Although the groomsmen and bridesmaids did their best to keep the truth from getting out, certain talkative – and understandably awed – staff had let it slip that the reason for the delay was because the billionaire had pre-empted his wedding night and was still fucking his future wife.
“She was moaning ‘please stop’ over and over,” a housekeeping attendant had confided rather jealously to a reporter, “but she didn’t sound like she really wanted Mr. Luca to stop.”
The other housekeeper attendant nodded vigorously. “And I heard her say, it’s the tenth already---”
The reporter nearly dropped his iPhone, which he had been using a recorder. “Tenth?”
“And the CCTV showed him entering the suite at three in the morning,” the housekeeper informed him, “and I heard her say that at seven!”
Jesus Christ, the reporter thought. Ten orgasms in four hours?
Could she even walk down the aisle after that?
They had their answer when the wedding – which was supposed to start at eight in the morning – started at eleven, and the bride and groom had arrived together in one limousine. The bride took one step out of the limousine and had nearly fallen on her face if not for her billionaire groom catching her.
The women in the crowd swooned as the billionaire swept Kharis up in his arms and carried her down the aisle. As they made it to the altar, someone from the back yelled, Pope Christien no more!
Laughter filled the church, and even the billionaire smiled as his bride blushed. Not exactly a perfect, conventional wedding, he thought, but he wouldn’t trade it for the world. He looked down as Kharis’ fingers twined with his, and his bride gave him another new smile---
And his heart clenched.
It was a smile that promised him forever.
Dear Reader,
Thank you so much for waiting for My French Beast Billionaire. I had to retitle the whole series because of feedback from my other readers, some of who mistakenly thought that the entire series was paranormal rather than contemporary. My bad!
My Arabian Billionaire is up next, and I’m extremely excited about this because it’s my first sheikh romance, and more importantly, it also comes with a marriage-of-convenience plot, which many of you have requested of me.
I hope you guys can read that, too!
Until our next journey,
Marian Tee
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Marian Tee is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of steamy romantic comedies. She is Filipino-Chinese, has lived all her life in the Philippines, and is a frustrated mangaka. She is addicted to horror flicks, misses hip-hop dancing, and loves all things Japanese.
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Standalone Novels
Savage, Broken, Beautiful
A contemporary and sizzling-hot retelling of the Beauty and the Beast, this story starts when Arabella sells herself to a mysterious French billionaire who has her whisked to his remote island.
Eternal Night
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All stories have either happy-ever-after or happy-for-now endings.
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The Marriage Dare
Quintessential girl Friday Jane can’t ever say no to a dare. And so when her friends challenge her to make out with a beautiful stranger, she does it. And when said stranger dares her to marry him – she does it, too.
Greek Billionaire Romance Serials
The Art of Catching a Greek Billionaire (FREE!)
The Art of Trusting a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Loving a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Forgiving a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Wedding a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Kissing a Greek Billionaire (FREE!)
The Greek Billionaire and I (Standalone)
The Greek Billionaire and His Secretary Series
The Greek Billionaire and His Secretary (FREE)
Dear Greek Billionaire
Love, Your Greek Billionaire
Forever and Ever, My Greek Billionaire
That One Time (Standalone)
My Dutch Billionaire Trilogy
Part 1 (FREE)
Part 2
Part 3
Pollyanna and the Greek Billionaire Trilogy (Innocent and Betrayed)
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Part 2
Part 3
How Not to be Seduced Series / Mediterranean Affairs (According to Reading Order)
Nik & Daria
A Fling with the Greek Billionaire: Prequel (FREE)
A Fling with the Greek Billionaire: Standalone
Eternally Seduced: Contemporary Romance (7-in-1 Boxed set)
Included in this bundle: How Not to be Seduced by Billionaires, How Not to be Seduced by Rockstars, How Not to be Seduced by Dukes Part 1
The Ice Around My Heart (How Not to be Seduced by Dukes Part 2)
The Rockstar
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The Rockstar I’ve Loved for So Long (Standalone)
BBF Series: Christopoulos University (According to Reading Order)
Warning: Love Moderately Duology (Derek & Jaike)
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Meant to Be Yours
Park & Violet (Standalone)
Nick & Lilac (Standalone)
Jason & Keanne (Standalone)
Prince of Darkness Duology
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For Angelo (Standalone)
My Greek Billionaire (Alyx & Nathan)
My French Billionaire (Christien & Kharis)
IN BED WITH A BILLIONAIRE Series
My Russian Billionaire (Sergei & Fredericka)
My Greek Billionaire (Alyx & Nathan)*
My Italian Billionaire Part One (Anneke & Marcus)
My Italian Billionaire Part Two (Anneke & Marcus)
My French Billionaire (Christien & Kharis)*
*also part of BBF series
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Leandro & Bobby: Duology
Heart Racer (FREE!)
Driven by Love
Helios & MJ Trilogy
Swish (FREE!)
Burn
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Yuri & Kalli (Standalone)
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