Page 83 of Black Mark's Heart

I sat up, annoyed. "How? I was so sure I'd surprise you. Everyone promised to keep it a surprise."

Darius rolled out of the bed. I recognized he was getting out of reach. "The hotel called to confirm the reservation while you were in the shower yesterday morning. I answered your phone."

I glared at him. "Darius Rafal, I'm going to bury you face down so the animals eat your sausage first. What were you doing answering my phone? You set the rule on that."

Darius shrugged nonchalantly. "I set that rule before we got married, Mora. Now you are my wife, we shouldn't have anything to hide from each other." Darius picked up his discarded clothes and hung them in the closet with what had already been unpacked by the hotel staff. "Oh, the travel agent called to confirm our booking in Bora Bora for November. I've booked the private jet already."

I looked at him wide-eyed, picked up a pillow, and threw it at him. Darius started laughing when I launched at him. He caught me over his shoulder and carried me into the bathroom, turning on the shower before depositing me under the rain maker showerhead.

"We should talk finances, Mora," Darius declared, stepping in with me.

"Excuse me?" I asked unhappily.

Darius soaped up his hands. "This place isn't cheap, and while I know you aren't struggling financially, you've been footing the bill for everything since you left. I need to be able to provide for my family, Mora. I want us to have a shared bank account that I can deposit a portion of my wage into for household expenses, Bill's wages, and that you can use to pay for these wonderful surprises."

"Don't be ridiculous, Darius," I rolled my eyes.

"Hey," Darius took my face in his hands, "Don’t roll your eyes at me or I'll put you over my knee." I bit my lip and squirmed. Darius's mouth lifted at the side, but he resisted the smile. "We are a team. Shared finances for our living expenses. Personal shopping and presents come from our own pockets. Agreed?"

"Fifty-fifty split?" I asked.

Darius shrugged. "Sure. I'll make time tomorrow to do the sums."

"You'll do them with me, after dinner tomorrow night, at home," I declared. I wasn't fooled.

Darius let the smile happen this time. "Yes, dear."

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"I've been so jealous of Willow suckling these breasts of yours." Darius's fingers, already drawing circles across the side of my body, brazenly moved to grope my breast.

I pinched Darius's nipple hard. "We've done it three times already tonight, Dare. I seriously am not going to be able to walk tomorrow. I cannot make love to you again tonight."

Darius removed my hand from his nipple and dragged it over the defined musculature of his body until he wrapped my fingers around his hard, thick monster. "I love you, Mora, but what I'm feeling for you right now is pure lust."

I caressed his hard-on gently. I wanted to be touched, kissed, and caressed. I wanted to be taken so hard I screamed for mercy. Darius bit his lip and hung his head back, enjoying the way I touched him beneath the sheets. I flicked my thumb over the tip of his monster and massaged his precum into his taut skin.

Darius smiled and turned quickly, putting me on my back as he kissed me rough and hard. I moaned under the onslaught of his lust and gripped him hard in my hand. Darius groaned, pulling away, letting me see his eyes fold back in his head. "Jesus, you have an amazing grip, Mora," Darius complimented.

I smiled, giving him my neck. He caressed up my thighs, over my hips, then dropped his mouth to take one of my nipples in his mouth. My eyes went wide as he started sucking and I felt the let-down sensation. I expected him to pull away, but he moaned and placed my hand back to feel how hard and thick he'd grown. I blinked, surprised that a guy would be into this. I shouldn't have been, everyone had a kink, but I never expected Darius to be into it.

"Dare!" I scolded. "That's our child's breakfast you're stealing.” I couldn't believe he was enjoying drinking breast milk.

Darius let go. "Supply and demand, baby. You'll refill the milk bar while you sleep, and Mora, we are both going to sleep so well." He swapped to the other breast.

I stared at the ceiling, surprised to find I was enjoying this. His hips thrust into my hand, and I started pumping and caressing him again. Darius's fingers found my heat and delved into me. There was no gentleness, just pure want and lust in the way he touched me. Darius lifted back to kissing me, a brilliant smile across his face. He most definitely looked like a cat that got the cream.

"God, I've wanted to do that since Christmas, Mora." He looked down at my body. "And I've wanted to do this for a hell of a lot longer."

He kissed me passionately while his fingers encouraged me to the brink of orgasm. Darius dropped his mouth to my shoulder and kissed along my collarbone as he grew thicker in my hold.

"I want to be inside you, Mora. I want to fuck you so hard you leave nail marks in my back. I want to make you scream my name and feel your cunt milk my cock as you cum for me," Darius growled, his hand thrusting harder into me, forcing my spine to arch away from the bed.

I rotated my wrist as I stroked him harder. Darius dropped his forehead to my shoulder. "Jesus, Mora! You're going to make me cum. I want to enjoy this for a lot longer."

He pulled away from me and flipped me over to my stomach. Darius lay between my thighs, pulled my butt cheeks apart, and spat on my rear passage. I jolted, surprised. That was new. Darius's hands holding my cheeks apart also effectively pinned me. He used his thumb to massage his spit around my rear opening and I lay there blinking at the new sensation, unsure if I wanted to stop or see where this led.

Jasper was into a lot of things, but he'd never once asked to penetrate my rear. It was the first thing Darius had asked me for when we'd finally gotten back together, and I'd said no. This time he wasn't asking.

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