Page 104 of Poseidon's Island Flower

I felt his hips move, his shaft rubbing against my leg. I felt his skin ripple, rolling up and down his cock like a damned screwdriver.

What other things could he do to himself?

I ran my fingers through his thick red hair, feeling the warmth of his scalp beneath my fingertips. The setting sun from the open window cast down on us both, giving his hair a wild flame of color. I pulled on the roots of his hair, the sting causing his mouth to lift from my tit. He groaned, his hand fisting the other breast as I looked into his eyes.

Despite his lustful gaze, the gold in his eyes sparkled with mischief. His lips had become rosy pink from his suckling, and I could feel bruises on my breasts appearing.

“Poseidon?” I whimpered, his kisses running up my chest and to my neck. He sucked, viscously, leaving more marks on my body. I couldn’t wait to look in the mirror when this was over and see the beautiful necklace he left in his wake.

His tongue darted from his lips, licking the bruises around my neck. I hummed, realizing he definitely had an oral fixation.

I ran my fingers down his back, his naked body covering mine. His muscles tightened on his back as I ran my nails down to his muscular ass. His ass was perfect, a perfect blend of muscle and soft, white skin. I felt a warmth in my chest as I looked at the sharp contrast between my tanned skin and his.

It made me think of the future, made me think what color our babies would be. Would they look just like his father? Or more like me?

Would he even like me pregnant? Seeing me swollen with his child? I smiled. He would be the perfect father. He would be so loving, so caring, giving his child everything he hadn’t had.

But what of my body? I know he liked my breasts, but what if he had to share?

Images flashed in my head of our child nursing, Poseidon looking on hungrily, waiting for his turn.

Would he want to taste, too?

A chill of pleasure ran down my toes.Yes, I think I like that idea.

Poseidon leaned over me, both elbows on either side of my head. “I need you,” he rasped. “I need to claim you. After what happened, I need to know where you are at all times. The bond will ensure it.”

Poseidon the timid was no longer above me. His golden eyes blazed with determination as his lips crashed against mine. His kiss was ravenous, his tongue sliding between my lips. He rolled it against my tongue, and I pushed my breasts against him to gain more skin contact.

I needed his touch, I needed the heat, and he needed it, too. Instead of being my quiet, humble Little Poseidon, he’d became more vocal. He was growling, moaning, his cock rubbing up against my leg until his cock rubbed against my clit.

My pussy wept. It was crying to be filled, stuffed full of his cock.

Not once in my life had I wanted a cock so badly. I was perfectly happy taking my vibrator or even my fingers, but not this time. Not when Poseidon was hovering over me, his passion, his lust, the love pouring from his eyes.

How could I feel such love with just one look? One touch?

Poseidon’s fingers trailed down my cheek, touching every surface until it trailed between my breasts.

“I have read of soul bonding, my mate. I have read everything I am supposed to do to tie you to me,” he said.

I swallowed, not fully understanding. I thought we would make love, just like any other time. Only this time, he would just confess his undying love for me, which I was really looking forward to.

I trusted him.

He’d saved me, not once, but twice.

Poseidon's lips curled in a subtle smile, and his gaze was gentle and filled with warmth. “This isn’t just a marriage, there is no parting. You will be mine in all ways. In body, mind, and soul. For I care for you deeply. You are the queen of my sea, the current that keeps me on my path, and most of all, the beautiful flower that has captured my heart.”

And there it was, the beautiful vow I was looking for.

“I love you, Lani.” He rubbed his nose on mine. “And I will always protect you,” he growled. “I’ll never let you out of my sight again.”

I snickered, shaking my head.

Poseidon kissed me again, his hands roaming down my body and parting my folds with his fingers. He pushed two fingers deep inside me, coating his skin. He broke the kiss. “Fuck, so wet.”

“What a dirty mouth you have!” I nipped at his lip. “I kind of like it.”

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