Taking the Thief

by Steele, C. M.

  “You’ve made me feel so wonderful that it’s hard for me to explain.”

  “How wonderful?” he asks, slowly sliding his hand down over my wet belly until he reaches my pussy that’s begging for his attention.

  “Amazing,” I squeak out as he pushes two fingers inside. My breath catches as he rubs his thumb over my clit. I can’t take it anymore, and I come. As my orgasm washes over me, he lifts me up and lowers me down onto his cock. The fullness pushes a last hard thrust of pleasure through me. His lips run down my neck, sucking on me tenderly as he pumps up into me. My pussy clenches around his thickness. He bites down on my shoulder, and I come again.

  “You’re so damn amazing,” he roars, spilling into my depths.

  Chapter 8

  Julian

  I wanted a few days of relaxation with Natasha, but it seems something went down on Ostrov that caused them to come here. I wonder if the bastard that set Natasha up was caught. If not, I’ll find him myself. Once we’re out of the bath, I call down for some food to be brought up. There’s much I want to show her, but first I want her to rest up.

  When I come back to the bedroom, she’s engulfed in my robe and messing with the controller for the television. She looks so damn adorable, so innocent, I feel like a predator. “The food will be here soon. After we discuss what we need to with your brother and my sister, we can take a long walk around the island. How does that sound?”

  “Perfect. Though I wonder what this is all about.”

  “Me too, but I’m sure that they are fine, and Mari told me that it wasn’t anything to worry about, so I will rest with my beautiful reina and enjoy the day.”

  “Sounds like a plan.” She snuggles up against my chest, sighing while I hold her tighter. “This is turning out to be a much better vacation than I thought it would be.”

  “Tell me about it. I miss my sister, but I can’t say I regret meeting you. Now, to make sure you don’t think this is a vacation again,” I growl out, rolling over and pinning her to the bed under me, slamming my lips to hers. “A vacation?” I ask her, running my hands over her arms.

  “Um…that’s what it started off as,” she whispers huskily against my lips.

  “Yes, very true.” I press my hips into her and lower my head, kissing her deeply just as there’s a knock at the door. “Damn it,” I grumble and hop off the bed. “Keep your sexy half naked ass in the room until the guy is gone or I’ll fire his ass on the spot.”

  “Relax, Mr. Navarro,” she mutters, giving me a stern glare.

  I head over to the door and let Ernesto in with the cart of food. “Gracias.” I send him on his way and turn around to see my sweet thing leaning on the bedroom door frame.

  “What did I say?”

  “Chill, I waited until you closed the door. I’m starving.” She walks over to the table and starts unloading the cart, picking at the fries on the tray.

  “Don’t be stealing all my fries, woman,” I warn her, walking up and sliding my hands around her waist.

  “They smell so good, though,” she explains while eating another.

  “Mm…so do you,” I murmur against her pulse.

  “As much as I want you again, I don’t think my newly broken in bits can handle you.”

  I spin her around to look at me. I feel like a big asshole for not thinking of her needs. “Are you sore?”

  “No.” I give her a “don’t bullshit me” arched brow and scowl. “Well, yes, but it’s not too bad.”

  “Do you want some ice?” I ask. I don’t know what she needs, but it’s good for regular bruising.

  “No, I think resting it will be enough.” I purse my lips at that one. Waiting to be inside her is going to test my limits. I step back and pull out a chair for her. “Thank you,” she says, smiling up at me as she sits down. I have to steal another kiss.

  “Do you stay here often?

  “Actually, this is where I stay pretty much full-time.”

  “You don’t live in Miami?”

  “No. I have a home there where Marisol lives, but it’s too crowded for me.”

  “Then why do you live in the hotel? Wouldn’t a home on the island be a better choice?”

  “It’s easier access to…”

  She cuts me off, “To the women?”

  I shake my head and kiss her. “Don’t be silly. I’ve never had a woman up here. No one on the island has seen me with a woman ever because I haven’t been with a woman since my parents died.”

  “But that was five years ago.”

  “Yes, and until you, I hadn’t even bothered to date or look. It’s ridiculous, but I became so obsessed with making the companies a success that I’ve worked twenty-four seven. Until now, I haven’t seen a need for a house.”

  “And now?”

  “I think we should start looking, even if it’s not on the island.”

  “Wow, I don’t know what to say. This is so fast, but it’s what I want too. I’m sure my brother will tell me that I’m too young to make this choice.”

  “Well, he’s chasing my young sister. So, at this point, he has shit to say.”

  “Do you not want them together?”

  “He kidnapped her. It’s kind of hard to like the guy.”

  “I think I’m done.” She sets her napkin down on the table.

  “Wait, what’s wrong? Are you mad?"

  “Yes, I am. Excuse me, I need air.” She heads into the bedroom, then I hear the balcony doors. I sit back and drink my Modelo and hope that giving her until I finish this beer is enough time. One, two, three, I guzzle it down. That’s it, I can’t let her be mad at me. It’s burning in my chest. Fuck, what if she wants to leave with him when he comes.

  Chapter 9

  Natasha

  My brothers are the only thing I have left, and they’ve loved and cared for me so much. It pisses me off to hear anyone say anything about them. I don’t even care if it’s true. Julian has me locked away from the world, too. I feel a shift in the air even though I’m standing out in the balcony.

  “Natasha, I’m sorry.”

  I wipe the tears I didn’t know I was shedding, then I turn to him, giving a half smile. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

  “No, I shouldn’t be this upset. But my brothers are important to me and…”

  “You don’t want anyone insulting them. I get it. I won’t let my sentiments for them to come between us. In fact, Ivan’s still in my good graces. But your brother has my sister, and until I know she’s happy with him, I can’t just be okay with it. She sounded like she wanted to be there, but I need to see it for myself. I’m glad they are coming tomorrow. Well, as long as you don’t leave with them.”

  “You think because I’m upset that I’m going to leave?”

  His gaze meets mine, and I can see the regret. I hate that I’ve acted so childishly. “It crossed my mind,” he admits sheepishly.

  “As long as you don’t start a physical fight, I’m going to manage. This is all so new to me. And I need time.”

  “You’re right. I’ll do better to understand your feelings.”

  “I should be the one. Your sister was technically kidnapped.”

  “Are you ready to finish lunch?”

  “Yes,” I say with a grin. I’m hungry still. Maybe that’s why I’m weird right now. I’m not a very hangry person, but it’s happened before.

  “Then let us eat.” We go back in the room and eat like I just didn’t make an ass out of myself. He guards his fries, but he does a poor job at it. For everyone I steal, I give him a kiss, so I guess that’s the game he wants to play.

  “Do you want to go to school again?” he asks, entangling our fingers together.

  “Um…I’m not sure. Why?”

  “Well, I need to know if we’re moving back to Miami.”

  “You don’t have to change your life for me. I can stay in Miami, and you can still be here.”

 
“I’m going to pretend that I didn’t hear that because I don’t want to spend a night away from you.”

  “Well then, how about I think about it.”

  “As long as we’re together at night, any path works for me.”

  “How many hotels do you have?”

  “Four. Two in Texas, one in Miami, and here.”

  “Wow, do you travel to the other ones?”

  “Not as much. Maybe twice a year to each. Most are pretty self-sufficient. They are nowhere near as large as the one here. The entire island is owned by the resort.”

  “Are all of the businesses also the resorts?”

  “No, just the property and the main resort destinations. The island has many restaurants, stores, and even a movie theatre.”

  “Wow, so there’s a lot to do here.”

  “I don’t know of Ostrov. Is it full of fun things to do?”

  “It’s about the same in concept. Restaurants and other activities outside of the resort space.”

  “Do you spend a lot of time on Ostrov?”

  “Since he’s only had it for a short time, and I’ve been in school, not as much as I want to be, but it’s a great place to hang out. But I suppose if you visited one beautiful island it’s not much different.”

  “There’s always something to see. Do you feel like going out tonight or would you rather spend the day on the beach?”

  “Can we go to the beach?”

  “Well, we have to wait an hour to go swimming.”

  “Good you can help me build a sandcastle and tell me more about you while we wait.”

  “A sandcastle?” he asks. I love building them. I’ve made several sand sculptures on the island. Nothing too big, but it’s something I find entertaining.

  “Yes, a princess always wants a castle,” I smirk, tipping my head, then standing up. “I have to get ready.” I dash off to the bedroom, but I can hear him on my heels. I squeal when his arms wrap around my waist, and he spins me around.

  “I want my kiss before you get ready, princess.” He crushes our mouths together, melting my body to his. By the time he lets me go, I’m all flushed and giddy. I rummage through my suitcase and pull out a pair of shorts and top to go with the bikini I have.

  “Stop staring at me and get ready. Mister, if you have any plans on having me live here, I will not always be completely covered, so don’t give me shit about my swimwear.”

  “Damn, I find that temper sexy as fuck. Keep it up, and we won’t make it outside. Besides, I wasn’t going to say anything about the bikini. As long as your tits aren’t falling out then I’m good,” he replies, shrugging before heading to the closet.

  Ten minutes later, we’re walking hand in hand down his private stairs. As we exit, I see a large wagon thing filled with plastic shovels and buckets. “Wow, how did you know?”

  “We have them for the children on the beach or the professional sand sculptors that come and want to build. You can do what you like with them. I just made a call to bring over a cart full.”

  “Thank you, Julian. This is perfect.”

  “Now, how may I assist you?”

  I go on to explain how to begin. He’s terrible at it. He accidentally crushed a side of the castle wall with one of his strong arms. “I’m sorry.”

  “No, you’re okay. I don’t have to make a castle right now.”

  “No, you can do it, and I can watch you work, muñeca.”

  “You don’t have to stay here.”

  “I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Trust me this is my first day off in at least a year. This is perfect, princesa.” He lays back on one of the plush beach chairs and stares at me. I blush, but I focus on my little art project instead. I look around and see that there are few people and they are at a fair distance. The closest people are still about twenty-five yards away. It’s a couple with two small children. I smile at them as they stare my way. As I work, I peek up at my lover, and he’s grinning at me, but then lowers his head to relax. Poor guy needs more time off.

  When I look at the kids, they’ve seemed to edge their way closer. I wave at them. I’m sure that they are interested in the toys. They tug at their mom’s sarong and point. I don’t know where the dad went, but they are really trying to get her attention. She bends down and says something that I can’t hear, but they start to make their way over which is cool.

  “Sorry to bother you, but they wanted to see what you’re doing,” she says anxiously. I can see that she’s got another baby baking in the oven, and she looks adorable in her one piece and matching sarong.

  “No, I did wave them over. Are you looking for buckets?” I ask the boy and girl. They can’t be more than five years old, and they’re so adorable. “Please help yourself.”

  “Thank you. I completely forgot to ask inside, and you can’t keep your eyes off them for a minute,” she remarks. I think about the fact that Julian and I may have made our own little family. It brings a smile to my face.

  “I can only imagine.”

  “Are you an artist?” she asks with her head facing the kids who have decided to plant themselves closer to Julian. They’re cute, making me want a brood of babies to enjoy this place.

  “No, I do it for fun. It’s relaxing.”

  “Hey, kids, please be careful,” she hollers at the kids when one sends sand onto Julian’s thigh. It’s an accident, but I would be upset if I was her. You never know how someone is going to react, but my man is a sweetheart.

  “It’s fine,” Julian says with a kind smile, dusting it off. I bite my bottom lip and stare at him. He returns it, then I see a shadow behind me.

  “Red, what’s going on?” A booming voice says. Damn, he’s got that territorial look about him.

  She turns around and stands up with his hand helping her to her feet. “Rick, the kids wanted to play with the toys.”

  “Sorry, Mr. Navarro. I hope they aren’t causing any trouble,” he says, but I notice the way he holds his wife tighter. It’s clear she’s pregnant again, but he’s making sure Julian knows she’s taken. I almost laugh to myself.

  “No, they’re not, Mr. O’Connell,” he stands up and shakes the man’s hand.

  “Oh heavens, you’re the owner of the island, and we’re invading your space,” the woman gasps, clasping her hand to her mouth.

  “No, it’s fine, really. It’s practice for the future,” he says, turning his grin on me lecherously.

  “Daddy, we’re making a castle like the pretty lady,” the boy says.

  “Wow, that’s an amazing castle, kids.” They beam with pride at their mound of sand. I love it. “Angels, mommy has been in the sun too long. We need to go inside.” They start to whine, and it breaks my heart.

  “I’m fine, Rick. The kids just got started building.” He gives her a scowl. Her face is overheated.

  “We’re going to be out here for another hour if you want to go lay down,” I say in a whisper.

  “We can’t ask that of you,” Red says. I’m guessing he calls her that because of the red hair. She’s gorgeous.

  “You didn’t ask. I have a feeling I’m going to need the practice sooner. I know you don’t know us, but he’s the owner. They’re safe.”

  He looks like he’s contemplating it. “Okay, I’ll be back in thirty minutes to get you two.”

  “Yay!” they shout in unison.

  Chapter 10

  Julian

  I watch Natasha play with the little ones as she stops working on her castle and helps them. This is what life is supposed to be like. Money means shit if you don’t have a family to spoil with it. A simple shovel and bucket turned a day on the beach into heaven for these small ones. Granted, their bin was inside the door to the main exit to the beach area, but they wanted to play with us.

  I know O’Connell because of business dealings. He’s a good guy and apparently as possessive about his wife as I am about Natasha. If he hadn’t been crazy all over his wi
fe, I would have been dragging Natasha to my side. Fuck, I wanted to do it anyway.

  As if she can sense my eyes on her she lifts her gaze to mine. She blows me a kiss, and I want to tackle her to the sand. And like a good omen, here comes O’Connell.

  “Kids, come on. It’s time to go.”

  “Okay, daddy, but did you see our castle?” They point and jump around their little castle with joy.

  “It’s perfect, angels.” He pulls out his phone and takes several shots with the kids standing around it. “Come, mama’s hungry.”

  “Yay! That means ice cream,” the older boy says to his little sister.

  “Thanks, Mr. Navarro, and I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name.”

  “She’s my fiancé, Natasha.”

  “Well, thank you, Natasha.”

  “Hey, by the way. We offer a night time sitter for dates. Just ask the front desk about it, if Mrs. O’Connell feels better, of course.”

  “Man, I definitely owe you one on that.” He smiles as each kid takes a hand, and they march off back to their side.

  “Mr. Navarro, that was a bit cavemanish.”

  “He understands.” And if he doesn’t, he can go fuck himself. Natasha is mine, and I won’t let anyone steal her away from me.

  “Well, since you’re all growly and Neanderthal man, why don’t you carry me back inside. I could use some help getting this sand out of certain places.”

  “Mr. Navarro, sorry to interrupt, but we have a Mr. Dobrev with Ms. Navarro at the front desk.”

  “What the fuck? Come, mi amor. I guess he wanted to surprise me.”

  “Oh no,” she cries out.

  “Don’t worry, I’ll be as nice as I can be.” The second we walk into the hotel, I see them at the front desk. A low rumble escapes my chest when I see him with a hand around my sister’s waist. Walking up with Natasha’s hand in mine, I call out his name, “Dobrev.”