“Nikolas.” His name falls from my lips in a plea as heat surges through me. My knees buckle as I dance on the edge of pleasure.
“Are you going to be a good girl and come for me, Angel?”
“Oh God,” I whimper.
His hand drops from my throat in favour of my arse and he drags me closer. The sensation of his cock against my clit through the fabric of our clothes intensifies to the point that I have no control over diving head first off that cliff and throwing my inhibitions away as I go.
“Nikolas.” His name floats away in the silence of the little piece of heaven as I come back to Earth.
“Jesus,” Alex grunts somewhere behind us. And when I find the confidence to peek over Daemon’s shoulder, I find him dropping his shorts, thankfully leaving his boxers in place, as he runs for the sea.
Daemon looks around to see what’s captured my attention.
“He’s going to cool off. Probably a good idea. Arms up, beautiful.”
Even if I wanted to argue, I don’t have a chance as he peels the fabric of my top up my arms, revealing the pink bikini I’m wearing beneath.
“It’s a really good fucking job I love him,” he mutters lightly.
“He’s seen it all before.”
His movements stop dead, his eyes boring into mine.
“Is that meant to make me feel better?” he growls.
“Put your possessive and jealous bullshit away, devil boy. He loves you just as much as you do him, so he can look all he likes, but he’d never fuck you over. And,” I say, nudging the end of his nose with mine, “nor would I.”
He shakes his head at me, and for a second, I think it’s because he doesn’t believe me. But then he steals my breath once more by growling. “You fucking slay me, Angel. I’ve always known my heart only beats for you, but I never knew it would be like this.”
“Like what?” I whisper.
“Th-th-this…” He squeezes his eyes closed. “This all-consuming thing that I just can’t get enough of. I don’t care about having anything else good in my life as long as I’ve got you.”
“Bro, if you’re not gonna stick your cock in her, come play with me,” Alex shouts, shattering the moment.
“I should have hit him harder,” Daemon mutters, ripping the button of my shorts open and helping me shimmy them over my hips.
He doesn’t bother shedding his shorts. Instead, he just sweeps me off my feet and throws me over his shoulder before turning and running for the sea.
“Daemon,” I squeal, desperately trying to hold on and keep my tits inside my admittedly too small bikini top.
Water splashes around us as he wades into the ocean to join Alex. If he notices the temperature, then he doesn’t react, and the second he’s waist deep, he flips me upright once more and launches me deeper into the ice bath that is the sea.
I scream, but it’s quickly cut off as I go under. I sink with such speed that I lose the fight with my bikini, and I’m still fumbling to right it when I finally surface once more.
“Oh, you should have said you wanted a re-do of our skinny dipping,” Alex says with a smirk when he catches a glimpse. “I was trying to be polite keeping my boxers on but—”
“Don’t even think about it,” Daemon growls, coming to stand in front of me so I can fix myself without giving Alex an eyeful.
“Jeez, you’re no fun, Bro.”
“I think Calli would disagree, right, Angel?”
“Total hoot,” I deadpan before a huge wave of water hits me as Alex launches at Daemon and the pair of them start acting like the kids I’m not really sure they ever got to be and begin wrestling and splashing each other in the water.
I forget about everything surrounding us, all the bullshit that is our reality, and just throw my head back and laugh at them as they enjoy themselves.