Renewed (Awakened #2) (12 page)

I followed Stefan, hand in hand as we walked back toward our hotel, but instead of going to our bungalow, we entered the front lobby instead.

“Hello, Mr. Long. Are you ready for your couples massage?” The masseuse asked Stefan with a smile on her face.

“Yes, we are. Thank you.” He smiled at her.

“Okay, I will send the masseuse to your bungalow in ten minutes.”

“Couples massage?” I whispered as we stepped out of the way for Ayden and Kennedy. “Are they getting one too?”

“Yeah. I thought we all needed one after that flight.” He smiled and pulled me into his chest. “God, I could breathe in your scent forever,” he whispered into my mouth as he planted a kiss on my lips.

“Let’s go, bud!” Ayden said, interrupting us. We walked out and towards out bungalows.

“Deal still on?” Ayden asked Stefan.

Deal?
Kennedy and I locked eyes.

 
“On.” They shook hands.

Oh no…

We went our separate ways and into our own bungalows. “What deal?” I asked Stefan as soon as he shut the door.

He didn’t answer me, so I quietly followed him into the bedroom. There were two huge white robes laid out on the bed with a black monogram of L on the breast of the pocket. I picked one up and held it against me. It was so soft against my cheek.

“Undress and change into it,” Stefan ordered as he walked out of the bedroom. I stood there, looking into the empty space and listened to him quietly talk on his phone before he walked back into the bedroom.

“I thought I said to put on the robe?” Controlling dominating Stefan had returned. Whatever he was up to, it was going to rock my world.

I snapped out of my trance and quickly pulled my dress off, throwing it on the floor, then stepped out of my lace thong and tossed it on top of my dress. Grabbing the robe, I slipped it around me and tied it.

Stefan grabbed my wrist with his hands.

“Here’s the deal,” he said as he led me into the living room. “No couple’s massage. We have to have sex over every surface of this bungalow…and that,” he pointed to a leather…I don’t even know what it is…hanging in the doorway between the living room and outside, “That is the swing which will be our prize. Are you ready for me to claim you?”

“Are you doing this because of a bet, or because you want to?”

He stepped closer to me, filling the empty space between us. “I could possess your body every minute of every day for the rest of my life and that still wouldn’t be enough.” He pushed a shoulder of my robe down as he planted small kisses on my burning skin. I felt the dampness between my thighs, waiting for him to claim me.

“Ever had your mind blown?” Stefan asked, trailing his kisses up to my neck. “Because I’m about to fuck you until your voice is gone from screaming. I’m going to break you.”

Break…me…?

Chapter Ten

Stefan brushed my hair to the side and began gently kissing my neck, trailing up toward my ear. I moaned out as he began nibbling.

“Oh, baby.” His breath was hot in my ear. “I need you.” I closed my eyes, letting his kisses awaken my body. “I need to taste you.” He untied the robe, letting it fall to a pool around my feet. “I need to feel you.” He put his hands under my butt and scooped me up, slamming me against the wall.

“Take me,” I moaned out in approval. A small smirk danced across Stefan’s lips as he took my mouth with his own. I heard a rip and I opened my eyes. My panties were torn and in a mess on the floor.

“I need you in my mouth,” he panted as he leaned down, taking my nipple between his teeth. I moaned as he released my nipple, then quickly put his mouth over to the next one and sucking gently. Stefan sucked on me before slowly releasing me and letting me fall back down to my feet.

“Go sit on the chair and wait for me,” he said as he released me. I walking toward the chair and sat down, waiting with anticipation for him to come back over to me. After a moment, Stefan returned with his hands behind his back and a devilish grin on his face. He was up to something…but what?

He got down on his knees and pulled my legs over his shoulders so that I was lying down on the chair, straddling his face. He used the tip of his tongue to gently stroke my clit, sending vibrations rocketing through me.

“Baby, you are so wet for me.” He planted a soft kiss on me as he opened my lips up. After a moment, something cold slipped inside of me, causing me to pull back and suck in a breath.

“What the hell was that?” I asked.

“Baby, come here. You’ll get used to it.” He pulled me back down. “It’ll be cold, but just trust me,” he whispered. I was completely open to him, waiting for the coldness to return. He thrust the ice back into me causing me to scream out, pulled the ice back, then pushed it forward again. The coldness radiated through my core as he began to suck on me.

“Hold the ice in you,” he demanded. I squeezed my inner muscles as he pushed his tongue inside me, circling around me as he gripped onto my inner thighs. I was so close to falling into The Sea of Stefan.

“God, you taste fucking delicious,” Stefan said against my opened lips.

“Fuck me!” I cried out, I wanted…no,
needed
him inside of me.

Stefan stood to his feet, pulling his pants and boxer briefs down quickly. He pulled his shirt over his head as I pulled my legs up, balancing my feet on the edge of the cushions. I wanted to give him the easiest access into me.

He leaned down and ran his big hands up my thighs, stopping when his thumbs grazed my entrance. I sucked in a breath as he slowly crawled up me.

“You ready to scream my name?” he asked as he thrust himself into me, making me cry out. I wrapped my arms around his back and anchored myself into him with my nails. He pulled back, leaving only the tip of his cock inside me.

“Answer me!” he demanded as he slammed back into me, knocking all the breath out of my lungs. He pulled back once more, grabbing my waist and standing to his feet, bringing me up with him.

I was so out of breath...I felt light-headed, and I swore there were stars above my head. I moaned into his mouth as he thrust and swirled his tongue into mine.

“Fucking answer me!” Stefan roared as he pulled me back down onto his throbbing cock.

“Yes, Stefan! Yes, yes, yes!” I screamed as he bounced me up and down on him, each time pounding me harder.

He lifted me up once more and kept me there, not pulling me back down. I opened my eyes and looked at him. I was breathing hard, and my body was tingling.

“Are you ready to come?”

I nodded, and he slammed my body back down onto his length—we cried in unison. He gently rocked his hips as we both came down together. I felt the warmth of his arousal pour into me.

Stefan leaned me against the wall, taking one hand off my ass and putting my hair behind my ear. He leaned his head down and kissed my lips.

“I love you,” he whispered as he pulled back and opened his eyes.

“I love you more.”

A small chuckle came from his lips. “Impossible.”

He let me fall to my feet. “Now, make me something to eat so we can go again.” He slapped my ass as I walked over to the kitchenette.

“When did we get food?” I asked. The cupboards were fully stocked.

“Comes with the kitchen. I can’t wait to see you cook completely naked.” He was smiling like a little boy in a candy store.

He is ridiculous.

But he’s my ridiculous.

Four hours—
and six rounds later!
— we’d successfully had sex everywhere inside the bungalow. My throat was hoarse and dry from all the screaming. We called in room service as both of us were too tired to make food. He’d paused mid thrust just to wrap a sheet around him to answer the door. Poor man—he’d probably seen a lot more then he’d wanted to. I’d offered to go get the door, but Stefan had refused to unhook my handcuffs.

After dinner, I laid back on the floor, groaning.
I was stuffed!
Stefan laughed as he laid down beside me and rubbed his belly.

“You’ve been eating a lot. That’s good,” he said as he rolled over to his side, looking at me.

“I guess so. Sometimes I forget that I’m pregnant.” I placed a hand on my belly.

“You’re not even showing,” Stefan said as he placed his hand on top of mine. He didn’t notice the small
pudge
on my lower belly, and I was glad.

We laid together in silence, looking at my belly with our hands over it.

 
“I’m tired, so we should get to bed. We have a big day tomorrow.” I said as I yawned.

“Ah, no you don’t.” He grabbed my waist as I tried getting up. “We still have two places left.”

“And that would be where…?”

We had done it everywhere! The couch, the chair, the bed, the floor, the balcony, the kitchen, the shower, the kitchen counter....he had even fucked me while I had the refrigerator open trying to get something to drink. We’d done it everywhere except...

Right.

The leather swing hanging from the doorway.

How had I not known?

My eyes snapped back down to him, a huge grin covering his face. No, no, no! He did not think he was going to put me in this swing and-

“Babe, you are going to look delicious in that swing.” He slowly stood to his feet, towering over me.

“Stefan, really?” He raised his hand up, pinching my nipples. He knew I couldn’t think when he was doing that to me. I stood there, immobile as he leaned down, nibbling on each nipple.

Dominant Stefan was back.

“Remember, this is about you. Pleasuring you. Let your body enjoy it.” He picked me up and slowly sat me down in the leather swing. He pulled my legs up, slipping my feet into the straps, then grabbed my hands and pulled them into the straps above my head. He pulled it tight, securing my hands in place. My whole body came alive, and shivers ran up my spine.

Stefan walked out of the room and quickly returned with his iPod docking station, a blindfold, and another item that I couldn’t quite see. He set the docking station down, plugged it in, and put his phone into it. He walked over to me and gently rubbed his thumbs over my eyelids, causing me to close them.

“You ready?”

As if I could say no.

I nodded.

“Answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes…Sir,” I said, lust dripping from my tone.

He slipped the blindfold over my eyes causing the blackness to consume me. I sat there waiting for whatever was next. After a moment, music filled my ears. I waited for them to start singing. Lana Del Rey, Million Dollar Man; this man had very different taste in music.

 
I could no longer hear his breathing or his footsteps.

I felt him pinch each nipple before securing something on it. They bit my nipple, but in a good way.

I felt his tongue inside of me, and I cried out. His fingers created light circles around my clit as his tongue danced in and out of me.

“You are so addicting,” Stefan said I fell apart around his mouth. I cried out and tensed my legs as he quickened his pace. He snaked his hand up my body and pulled on my nipple clamps causing me to cry out even louder as my body tingled all over.

Stefan pulled back. “I need you to relax, okay? I want to own every part of you.” He gently slipped one finger inside my ass. I tensed immediately, trying to close my legs, but I couldn’t. “I said relax, Jennifer. Have you ever done this before?”

“No,” I said, shaking my head back and forth quickly.

 
“Just trust me.” I took a deep breath, trying to relax myself. “I promise you will enjoy this. You remember our word?”

“Pineapple.”

 
“Good girl.” He started rubbing my opening with his fingers. I was trying to relax my body, but I was so nervous. “Relax, baby.” I took another calming breath. He slipped something inside of me. “These are glass anal beads. They will feel good.”

 
They didn’t hurt, but they didn’t feel amazing either. After a moment, he rammed himself inside of me, still behind me, causing me to suck in my next breath. He continued to push the swing so that I pounded onto his aching dick as he pushed deeper and deeper.

“Fuck, Jennifer. You are so tight!” he moaned out as I continued to squeeze myself around him. I cried out as every muscle tensed and screamed. I couldn’t hold off for much longer—I felt my body collapse around him.

With one swift movement, he pulled the anal beads out of me. “Stefan!” I screamed as we fell together, his hot come squirting inside of me. My body was shaking, and I felt helpless— beaten and bruised, but in a good way.

Yes, a really good way.

Stefan slipped the blindfold off of me and used the remote to change songs on his iPhone. The song Colorblind by Counting Crows began to play as he undid my legs and hands. He picked me up, letting me straddle him as he walked us outside. The cool air caused me to pull into him for warmth.

“Now we make love.” He nibbled on my neck.
Maybe one more time wouldn’t hurt anything.
He sat me down at the end of the porch and used the ladder to dip into the ocean. He held open his hands as I lowered myself into his arms.