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The plane was small, and the flight short.We strapped on our parachutes, and this time Marinah wasn’t as apprehensive as she had been during her first jump.I pointed down at our destination.“That’s Jarnines del Rev Island.Maybe you should rename it.”

“You want me to rename an island?”she asked, shocked.

“I think you should.We’re claiming this island as our own, and whenever we need to get away, this is where we’re coming.”

“Love Island,” she said with a grin.

I smiled inwardly.“Now let’s get on with the loving part of our island.”

She laughed and didn’t wait for me before propelling herself out of the plane.She had no idea what was in store for her.We landed about a mile from our destination and gathered our chutes.

“I just realized we don’t have any way to get off the island,” she said.

“That’s the plan.”I gave her my most wicked grin.

She replied with a tempting smile.“Quite a plan,” she teased, licking her lips as we picked up our bags and started jogging.

I had sent a team to the newly christened Love Island before we left for the U.S.Alden had assured me everything was ready, just as I’d requested.

A few minutes later, she pointed ahead.“Is that a cabin?”

“It’s our cabin.”

She took off running full tilt.“Wait,” I called after her, running to catch up.I scooped her into my arms.“I’m carrying you over the threshold.”

“You’re a silly man,” she giggled.

I set her down inside, and she glanced around, her eyes wide.“It’s beautiful.”

“Maylin decorated it for us.”

“It’s perfect, and I love it.”

“I love you.”

Marinah turned and walked into my arms.I scooped her up again and carried her to the bedroom.When there was nothing between us, I lifted her and placed her gently on the bed.Her hair was its usual wild mess, and I brushed it back from her eyes.

“Hi,” she whispered.

Our lips met, and the restlessness that had dogged me for so long faded.We were tired, but none of that mattered.What mattered was this connection, the pull I felt whenever she was more than a foot away.Now, I was whole.

My hand found one of her breasts, and she sighed into my mouth.“More,” she groaned.

“We’ve only just begun,” I murmured.

Her groan grew louder this time, and her fingernails dug into my back, trying to urge me along.That wasn’t happening.I wanted to savor every inch of her, to feel every detail, and I wasn’t about to let this end before it truly began.Ignoring her insistent hands, I focused entirely on her body.

I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking gently until she bucked beneath me.Then I turned my attention to the other, eliciting a gasp of pure bliss.

“King, please,” she begged desperately.

Marinah would be doing a lot more begging before I was through.

When neither of us could stand it, I slid inside her.She always felt new and sweet, and damned sexy.We rocked the bed as my powerful strokes filled her.She finally let out a scream of completion, and I could hold back no longer.

The electrifying thrill ran through my entire body.

Finally, I sank down on top of her and rolled us to the side, circling her in my arms, our sweaty bodies entangled.

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