We don’t see Kai for the rest of the journey, and there’s an uneasy roiling in my stomach that has nothing to do with the rough motion of the boat. I can see the worry in the others’ faces, in the wrinkling of their brows, and the tightening of their muscles.
Although the yacht put down the anchor about twenty minutes ago, the island can only be reached by a smaller craft such as a jet-ski, which is exactly what we shall be using.
“You’re with me, Princess,” Ash tells me as we step onto the lowest deck. There’s an open panel in the side of the yacht, Ketut waiting off to one side, and four jet-skis already bobbing in the water next to us.
Ash passes me a life jacket, as Loki strolls past us, grumbling about not being quick enough.
“Thanks, but where are yours?” I ask, seeing Loki get off the boat sans life jacket.
“Put on the jacket, Princess,” Ash the Ashhole orders me, a smirk firmly in place. I roll my eyes, earning the narrowing of his, but do as he says. I really want to see his dick piercing, so compliant Lilly it is!
Kai comes down the stairs, drawing all eyes to him as he walks past Ash and I with a tight smile, climbs on a jet-ski, waiting for Ketut to unhook it, and then it roars off, carrying him off into the dark night with a spray of salt water.
“Something’s not right, Ash,” I say, rubbing my arms, feeling cold all of a sudden.
“I know, Princess,” he replies, taking one of my hands and squeezing it gently, before leading me to the water. “Fuck, he reminds me a little of Luc before…” he trails off, his shoulders tight and his jaw clenched as he watches Kai disappear into the darkness.
I reach out and cup his cheek with my free hand.
“It won’t come to that, Ash. We won’t let it,” I tell him vehemently, and his jaw eases a fraction at my declaration.
“I hope so, beautiful. I really do,” he sighs a great heaving sound, then rolls his shoulders before putting a smile back on his face. “Come on, get on.”
He lets go of my hand, stepping away to get onto the jet-ski, then holds his hand out to me. I take it, my pulse racing as I step behind him and sit pressed up against his back, my hands wrapped around his trim waist. It’s my first time on a jet-ski and excitement fizzles through my veins.
“The first one there gets Lilly for dessert!” Loki yells, before gunning his engine, and zooming off.
“Fucker!” Ash shouts over the roar, then we’re off at breakneck speed. I grip tighter as my heart leaps, and my stomach flip-flops as we race in the dark, the stars and moon our only light.
“Are you sure that this is safe?!” I shout, leaning closer so that Ash can hear me. My fingers instinctively curl tighter into his linen shirt, uncaring if I leave it all crumpled.
I feel him chuckle, his back vibrating against my front as he just guns the engine more, making us go faster, and a squeal leaves my lips. I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t exhilarating as hell. My whole body feels alight with nervous excited energy, my heart thrashing in my chest as we speed through the night.
Within minutes, we are pulling up beside a wooden pier, Loki leaning against one of the tall wooden posts, arms crossed over his chest, and a smug as fuck grin on his face. I look around, noting with a frown that Kai is nowhere to be seen.
There are several posts, torches on every other one lighting up the way along the boards. They lead right up to a huge bush, standing at least ten feet into the air, with an archway carved into it. Peeking above the bush, is the outline of a peaked thatched roof, which must be the villa and as with most things of theirs it looks fucking huge.Snort.
Ash kills the engine, then grumbles as Loki takes the rope he throws, and helps guide the ski, tying it off. Loki then reaches out his hand, pulling me up and into his arms in a single smooth move.
Helping me out of the jacket, he pulls me close, and then leans in, whispering into my ear, “I’ll claim my prize once Jax has said hello.” He bites my lobe, sending shivers rippling across my body, like the trails we left in the water with our jet-skis.
“Lilly,” a voice deep as the waters that surround us says, and my head whips round to see Jax strolling down the jetty. My eyes drink him in for a second, noting that he’s trying to test my sanity by wearing loose grey sweatshorts, and nothing else, which is obvious by the tantalising outline of his huge cock.
I tear out of Loki’s arms with a half sob, half laugh, and run to Jax, throwing myself at him. Luckily he catches me, wrapping his huge arms round me, although he does stumble back a step, which makes me begin to pull back in concern.
“Shit, Jax, I’m…” Before I can finish my sentence, one of his big hands comes up between us and grasps my throat, using his grip to pull me in for a searing kiss.
He forces his tongue into my mouth straight away, leaving me no option but to open up to him and let him plunder my mouth. I gladly give him full access, loving the taste of his kiss after all this time without him, the intense worry, making the wait extra fraught. He tastes like the safest place in the world, like being wrapped up after being out in the cold.
My hands claw at his biceps, trying to get even closer, and his grip on my throat tightens just enough to let me know that he’s in charge of this reunion.
Warmth pools in my centre, dampening my knickers as my whole body feels alight, even though there is a slight chill in the nighttime air that pebbles my skin. I want to, no,needto feel him everywhere, and I let out a frustrated moan at the clothes that separate us.
His hardness presses into my lower stomach, letting me know that he’s on the same page, and when he grinds his dick into me, I break the kiss with a gasp.
“Jax, fuck. I need you, Jax. So bad,” I pant, feeling wild in my desire.
He leans back with a smirk, and I notice the tiredness in his eyes, even though they’re sparkling with lust as well. I almost hesitate, but his other hand leaves my waist to snake round the front of me, dipping into my harems, and under the waistband of my underwear.