Page 48 of Kai (Alpha Heroes #13)

Kai

Cece’s squeal pierced my eardrum as we dropped through the air. Her grip tightened around my hand, and her nails dug into my palms. No problem. I was never gonna let her go. As we hit the surface almost in tandem, I kept my body straight and my ankles crossed.

The water welcomed us with a splash. Our momentum combined with gravity to pull us under, all the way to the clear bottom. In unison, our feet touched the sand. It scattered beneath our soles, swirling around our ankles like a burst of placer gold.

Through a liquid curtain, I watched Cece’s face as she realized we now stood on the sea floor.

A spark of fear flitted through her eyes, but when she looked up at the light refracting through the clear layers and the fish darting around us, her expression changed.

She aimed a brilliant grin at me, one that relaxed her features, ignited the light in her eyes, and brought new joy to my life.

Her sable hair eddied around her face, a dark, swirling corona.

Her eyes turned even more crystalline as she peered at me.

I couldn’t detect any trace of panic on her face.

Air escaped her nose and lips. The muted sound of laughter bubbled out of her.

We stood there for only a few seconds, but to me, it felt like forever.

Astounded by her courage, forever seemed for real.

I pointed my thumb up toward the surface. She nodded. Keeping a firm grip on her hand, I bent my legs and pushed. My smart overachiever did the same. Although my momentum was stronger than hers, we propelled ourselves upwards.

Up, up we went, escorted by the bubbles we created with our exhalations, bodies straight, faces uptilted, aiming for the sun like a pair of Icaruses.

Halfway up, I glanced down. The light refracted over Cece’s stunning face, caressing her skin with soft, diluted rays, smoothing the tension from her features, imbuing her with a magical nimbus. For once, she looked comfortable in my element, flowing like a beautiful mermaid.

I scissored my legs, adding propulsion to our ascent and pulling her up with me. She would not drown under my watch. I would not fail her. Following my example, tightening her clutch on my hand, Cece kicked as well. Breaching the watery ceiling, we broke the surface together.

The minute our heads popped out of the water, Cece took a huge inhale and squealed.

“I did it!” She sputtered, coughed, and laughed, treading water, relying on her inelegant dog paddle to brace on my shoulders. “Kai! I jumped!”

“You did great.” I basked in the smile on her face.

“ We did great!” she amended breathlessly. “Oh, my God, Kai. I saw fish! And they saw me! Like, at eye level.”

I burst out laughing. “It happens.”

“That was so fun!” I’d never seen her smile so wide, her gaze so bright. “Can we do it again?”

“As many times as you wish.” I pulled her closer and planted a kiss on her lips.

In reply, she threw her arms around my shoulders, wrapped her legs around my waist, and kissed me back, a heartfelt kiss that tasted like salt and gratitude.

“Thank you!” she breathed, allowing a little space between our faces.

“Mahalo.” I thanked her, too, for listening to my sorrows, putting her trust in me, and sharing this extraordinary moment with me.

Her exuberance was new to me. It was as fiery as her fury, as enthralling as her passion, and as beautiful as she was. Seeing the playful side of Cece?

It was a high I’d never forget.

This was what Cece looked like when she was happy, when she let go, when she allowed her past to recede and her joy to emerge.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered between small kisses. “You’re even more exquisite when you smile, when you’re free. You know that?”

“I don’t know about beautiful,” she said. “But I feel different, lighter. I think my swimming instructor would call what I’m feeling ‘buoyant.’”

“Yup.” I kissed the tip of her nose, chuckling. “I feel the same.”

“You do?” Her eyes glittered like sparkles right before she reached down and fondled me. “Oh, yes. Hard and buoyant indeed.”

“If you wanna go again, you better stop that.”

“I want to go again.” She gave my sensitive dick a little squeeze. “But I also want this.”

“Greedy Sorceress.” I smirked, and treading water, grounded my groin against the crux of her legs. “You’re a voracious creature. You want it all, don’t you?”

“Every. Single. Inch.” Rubbing herself over my aching dick, she looked at me between her wet lashes. “Is that a bad thing?”

“It’s an excellent thing.” I turned in the water and pointed at my back. “Hands on my shoulders. Synch your kicks with mine.”

We arrived at the ladder in no time. I pulled it down and offered it to her.

She climbed quickly, and we jumped off Serenity three more times.

Cece’s laughter reverberated in the cove, jubilant in a way I’d never heard before.

Her adorable shrieks filled the air, and her chuckles filled the space in a part of me that had been empty for a very long time.

Watching her jump and splash, having fun in the water?

It was yet another gift from the universe.

On the way back from the third jump, she dog-paddled to the ladder on her own. I kept close just in case, but she made it. When she reached the boat, she turned around, sat on a rung, and faced me. Her chest rose and fell with her ragged breaths, pushing up the pale flesh of her breasts.

Water dripped down her face, perched on the ends of her lashes, and dribbled from her hair.

It streamed down her torso and turned her fitted crop tank into a moot point.

It was now transparent. Her pearled nipples pointed straight at me through the thin fabric.

I wanted nothing less than to free them from the spandex and take them in my mouth.

“That was so fun.” Her cheeks were flushed, and the smile I loved so much sparkled in her gaze. “It’s gorgeous down there!”

“Not as gorgeous as you are.” I pulled up on the ladder, and balancing on the lower rung, leaned in and kissed her.

I savored the salt on her lips, enjoying the flavors of the sea on her skin. She parted her mouth, allowing my tongue to sweep inside. Her sweetness overwhelmed all other flavors. Her passion, as she met me kiss for kiss, washed over me in waves of need.

When I opened my eyes, her eyes shimmered back at me with the most exquisite tones of blue.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pressed her front to mine.

Her hard nipples poked at my chest, sketching a pattern of pleasure on my skin.

The want I’d suppressed for so many days throbbed in my balls and filled my dick to maximum capacity.

I ached and yearned in equal parts.

She opened her legs and wrapped them around me.

As we kissed, I curled my hips and rubbed my dick against the lycra stretching over her sex.

The friction felt divine. The water splashed and rippled between us, stoking the fire in my groin.

Turned out water couldn’t smother the flames between us.

Ours was the type of blaze that burned forever.

I could’ve come then. I was done with Operation Blue Balls. It took all I had to separate our lips and our bodies. Releasing the ladder, I slid over and pushed up on the toy deck. I rushed to undo the string of my shorts.

“Let me,” she whispered, coming to kneel at my feet.

For an instant, I stood there, my entire body humming like a live wire.

She slid off my drenched shorts, tossed them aside, and reached out to stroke my dick softly.

My brain turned to mush, but I grabbed one of the rolled towels by the stairs and tucked them under Cece’s knees, even as she planted small kisses along the side of my erection.

Beneath her mouth, my dick hardened. Hell, it felt like petrified wood. When she took me in her mouth, every nerve in my body came alive. Even as she set a voracious pace, I entwined my fingers with strands of her wet hair and let her have at me.

I threw my head back, accepting the pleasure but fighting my need for release. Standing beneath a cloudless sky, blessed with the warmth of the sun, and surrounded by the cove’s bejeweled waters, Cece kneeled at my feet, sucking my cock, pulling on my pleasure with every draw of her mouth.

It didn’t get any better than this.

Or maybe it did?

I struggled to block the surge that swelled my dick. My legs weakened. Cece almost brought me to my knees. There was only so much a guy could take. I considered coming in the wet tightness of her throat, then decided not to. The next time I came, I was gonna be inside her.

Taking command of my body, I pulled out of her mouth. The small pop of her lips announced the moment my dick left her mouth. She snapped her head up, her eyes full of questions.

“How about we get rid of your wet clothes?” I said, defying my dick’s throbbing pain.

“Yes,” she said with enthusiasm.

As I peeled off her shorts, she slid out of her top.

I wadded them together and tossed them beyond the stairs to the deck.

Then I took a moment to feast on the view: the sorceress that had put a spell on me, dressed only in her skin; the sunlight caressing her gorgeous breasts; the droplets kissing her flesh and getting lost between her legs.

I resented the sun for touching her and the water for licking her body. She stood naked on my boat, in my cove, on my island. She was mine to protect, to fuck, to love.

I grabbed the towels and spread them on the deck.

Then I stepped up to her, claimed her mouth, and allowed my hands to slide over her body.

While I kissed her, I traced the curves of her naked body, caressed her gorgeous breasts, cupped the side of her face, and ran my fingers through the wet strands of her hair.

Sliding my fingers down her back, I filled my palms with the perfect flesh of her ass, and then, coiling an arm around her waist, pulled her even tighter to me. I skated my middle finger down her cleft, dipped it between her folds, and circled her opening.

Rich, thick, and oily, her generous moisture soaked her inner folds and allowed me to dip my knuckle in her. She wasn’t drenched because of the sea. She was wet because of me.

Trapped between our bodies, my dick strained. I ignored it and ran my lips down her neck and over her shoulder while slowly pumping my finger into her depths.

“You’re soaked, sweetheart,” I mumbled against her mouth. “I wanna get drunk on you.”

“Kai,” she rasped, her body trembling in my arms. “I need—”

“I promise.” Gesturing toward the towel, I helped settle her on the plush terrycloth. “This time around, you’re gonna get everything I have.”

She leaned back and perched on her elbows, looking up at me. Her gaze fixed on me, glinting with vulnerability that she seldom showed, but also burning with the same desire I felt. Her breasts heaved with her chest, as if calling to my hands.

When I knelt between her legs, she bit down on her lips, braced her feet apart, and displayed her glistening lips for me. No protests, no modesty, and no buts. Draped over the towel, her stunning body stretched before me, a creamy, pale path I wanted to lick and kiss from top to bottom.

It was exactly what I did.

I kissed every one of her toes, then brushed my lips up her shin and down her thigh, ignoring the need that tempted me to detour to her pussy.

Instead, I went on all fours, and hovering over her, worked my mouth up the left side of her body.

With my lips, I trailed the goosebumps pebbling her skin from the bone of her hip, over the heaving side of her stomach, and across her ribs.

My mouth watered when I kissed the supple flesh of her breast. Holding her breast in one hand, I leaned down and helped myself to the delicacy that was her nipple.

I licked and nibbled until she arched her back and let out a sexy moan.

“Kai—!”

“Patience, love.” I released her nipple, left it behind swollen and wet, and kissed my way up her chest, caressing her warm, moist pussy with my cock. “I need to kiss every inch of you.”

She let out an incoherent little sound. I smiled against her flesh and nibbled my way across her shoulder and down her upper arm, kissing the sensitive spot in the crook of her elbow before I continued down her forearm.

When I got to her hand, I brushed my lips over her fingers, turned them around, and kissed the center of her palm.

It was only after I’d brushed my mouth over every inch of her skin that I sat back on my haunches.

My dick jutted out like the needy jerk it was.

Looking down the middle of her body, she met my stare and turned her lips up in a small, sexy smile.

The look she gave me was both challenge and consent. My need became excruciatingly painful.

“Yes.” She widened her legs to show me everything .

A growl escaped my lips. The moist folds she displayed for my eyes only had me salivating at the sight.

The erotic scent that drifted from her was an aphrodisiac.

I fought not to spill my come. I kissed her pussy.

Holding her folds apart, I lapped from front to back and then reversed my course, gathering her intimate flavors on my tongue.

She tasted like the sea with a hint of fire and spice.

She threw her head back, closed her eyes, and purred like a kitten under the sun. “Oh, God! Oh, yes, Kai!”

I seized her thighs and pulled her closer to me, burying my lower face between her folds to deepen my tongue’s reach.

The tip of my tongue circled her opening.

I drank her fresh juices, then moved up to lick her clit.

With one hand, I reached out and took turns rubbing and plucking her nipples.

As soon as my lips closed about her swollen little bundle, she gasped.

I circled her entrance and flickered my tongue right before I sucked on her clit again and slid two fingers in her.

She arched her back and shook, screaming my name.

I held her in place as she thrashed and trembled.

Her pussy squeezed around my digits. She was a vision, climaxing on the towel, writhing like a siren out of the sea.

This woman had a gift for coming. And now she was gonna come some more, and so was I.