Tempest

Yolie:
Alex brought me to the beach. I hoped it was a small secluded strip or cove, but no. We are in the very busy and crowded with tourists, Edem. It's the one closer to the center of Athens.
At noon, after I had lunch, he went to find me in my room. He handed me another shopping bag and I stuck my tongue out at him.
—Alex if you keep buying me things this is going to look like Fifty Shades of Grey. - I scolded.
His lips twisted for a second and he looked at me mischievously.
—The part where I tie you to a bed post and whip you with a riding crop hasn't come yet, precious.
I swear I almost came right there. Oh, I would like it, I would like it very much if Alex got in a domineering mood and whipped me with one.
—Do you ... do you have one of those? - I stammered.
Alex chuckled, shaking his head.
—Sometimes you have to be careful what you ask for. - he commented to himself. - Come on, go get dressed. It will take us some time getting to the beach.
I dressed in a short, so short that the bottom edges of my buttocks can be seen. It's made of beige cotton and goes tied at the waist with a strap. He also bought a dark blue t-shirt that covers this impudence of shorts, luckily, some rubber flats, Havaianas? A hat and a bottle of sunscreen. He has forgot about the underwear, again.
I have chosen to torture myself a little today and I have put on the contact lenses. I don't want to be blind in the middle of the beach, besides sea water and glasses don't get along well.
Now we are on twin loungers, which have white curtains on both sides and one that covers the back obstructing the view towards the hotel in front of which is the beach. I'd never seen anything like it, we even have our own roof. We just came from swimming together for a bit. Alex looks divine. With his curls dripping with seawater, his chest and abdomen exposed, he wears only black nylon shorts.

I'm drooling.
I bite my lip looking at him. His moles melt me, they are so sexy. If I had the courage, I would order him to cover himself with the t-shirt he took off when we arrived. I sigh. In the half hour we've been here, at least twenty girls have looked at him hungrily. I've my hair down, I've also left my hat and my cell phone next to me, on the lounger.
There’s a coconut water vendor nearby, The money I found in my room in the Villa has come in very handy! I tell Alex my intention and go to do the shopping.
The coconut water is delicious. It's cold and sweet, I love it. When I look at our loungers I see Alex talking to a girl. She is tall, slim and red-haired, has a magazine model body and wears a black on piece bikini that doesn't do much to cover her silicone breasts. She is standing right in front of him, looking at him flirtatiously and biting her lip, Alex smiles back at her and my vision is instantly clouded by a red mist.
A raging wind picks up, ripping off some of the umbrellas. Lightning strikes the sky and the beautiful sunny day turns into a terrifying storm. All of a sudden, it rains heavily and lightning strikes in the distance, on the ocean. Bathers run away in terror, seeking shelter and going away from the beach. I squeeze the coconut between my fingers and realize in total horror that the water inside it is boiling, smoke comes out of the opening through which I was drinking. I drop the coconut terrified, looking for Alex with my eyes.
He is right next to me smiling from ear to ear. I scan the beach with my sight, the slut with the fake tits has disappeared, just like everyone else. The beach has been left empty in minutes.
The wind slows down a bit, thunders seems to be moving away, but it continues to rain.
—You are a very possessive little witch. Isn't that right, precious? - Alex murmurs close to me, he has put my right hip between his thighs.
I tremble.
—What the hell happened? - I whimper, clinging to his neck.
—You didn't like seeing me chat with another woman and you unleashed a storm. - Alex says. He is dying of laughter.
—That's impossible. I ... I wouldn't know how. I don't...
—Mhm, so how do you explain the barbecue coconut?- He laughs.
He's right. I bite my lip.
Alex takes me in his arms, hanging me up onto his body. Holding me by my hips and buttocks. Around us it rains as if it were the second universal flood. Visibility is almost nil.
—I'm yours, magissa mou.-He whispers in my ear, kissing my neck. -You don't need to summon lightning or raise stormy winds to get my attention.
He finds for my mouth and kisses me. I moan against his lips.

I love it when he speaks to me in Greek. Oh, it's so romantic!

He walks taking me with him, throwing us on the lounger and hanging over me. Kissing me and digging his fingers into my hips, possessively.
—Do you think I could have eyes for someone else after having you in my arms? - He murmurs against my lips.
—How could I want another when you dominate my thoughts and my body completely? - He licks my chin. One of his hands goes up, pulling at my hair.
I am possessed by a strange trance. In my heart I feel an enormous anguish, my body trembles and my mind has become incoherent. The rain doesn’t seem to have any intention of stopping, on the contrary, it has been getting stronger.
—Stop your fury, magissa mou.- He looks at me with acserios expression on his face. His incredible eyes are totally black. He closes his eyes into slits, biting his lip, pensively.- since I can't convince you with words then my actions will.- he says and kisses me furiously, hurting my lips with his teeth and pulling at my hair painfully.
—Ah!
His hand reaches for the strap of my shorts and unties it. He breaks the kiss, pulling them down, impatiently, I help him lifting my hips lest he ends up even angrier and totally rips them.
Pulls my shorts out of my legs and onto the ground, hissing when he realizes I'm not wearing panties. He looks me in the eye, giving a lopsided smile.
He groans, finding my hardened nipple under the t-shirt I’m wearing. I moan, arching my back and squeezing my eyes.
—Open your eyes and look at me, you mistrustful witch! - Alex snaps through his clenched teeth. I obey him and I see that he is looking at me with a derermined expression.
—I'm going to fuck you right here, right now. Do you understand? - He barks.
I'm breathless already, eager and ready for whatever mat come. I even grab the fabric of my t-shirt, taking it off, exposing my breasts to him and Alex takes down his shorts in two impatient pulls and swiftly takes me.
Shit!
He moves inside me with rage. I remain still, receiving his thrusts, arching my back and bending my knees to feel him more deeply inside me. His movements are frantic, violent. I caress his muscular back with my hands. In a sudden movement he gathers my wrists in one of his fists and places them over my head.

—Don't touch me. - He snaps through his teeth.
His face is serious, he’s focused on keeping up.
It is an expression I’ve seen before, in my past life memories, this is the expression he wore as he led his army into battle and planned the best way to achieve a landslide victory. I breathe a ragged sigh.
The Macedonian warrior claims my body,plotting to conquer my insides and dominate my passion. He is determined to take over my territory, to control my desires, he has mounted a campaign against me and he isn't going to take me prisoner, he aims to kill me with pleasure. What we are doing is erotic and very intense.
He sucks one of my nipples into his hot mouth and squeezes my other breast between his fingers. Oh I'm ready. My legs go numb, my thighs tremble...
—Don't hold back any longer and give it to me. I want to feel you coming, sexi mikrí magissa! - He hisses in my ear while increasing the speed of his thrusts.
My fantasy has come true. He just called me his sexy little witch!
I'm coming. Oh no. No,no,no.
Yes!
I come. Looking into his eyes, those blacker than death eyes.
Mhm. I bite my lip to keep from crying out loud, moaning like a cat in heat.
I squeeze him with my legs entwined behind his hips.
My back stiffens, my body convulses with pleasure. I close my eyes, I can't help it and colored lights explode under my lashes.
I turn my head exposing my neck and Alex digs his fangs into me. Drinking from me greedily and sighing. I feel him bursting inside me, breathing raggedly against my neck. I can also feel him shaking inside me and I smile with satisfaction.
He licks my jugular a few times and gasps against my jaw. Oh, the Macedonian conqueror has made me his, yes, but at the same time I’ve made him mine.
— Mhmm. - He sighs satisfied, letting himself fall on my chest.
We are out of breath and sweaty. Alex stays on me for a few minutes, then slowly withdraws from inside me, as he kisses me on the mouth, lovingly now. I don't even have the strength to open my eyes. He reacomodates my clothing, and puts his shorts back, lying on his side next to me, looking at me and releasing a ragged breath. I turn around slowly, licking my lips that have completely gone dry.
—Mhmmmm. - I sigh smiling, resting my head on my hands and looking at him.
He is glorious. His cheeks are flushed and red, his lips inflamed from our wild kisses. His curls more tousled than ever. He is freshly fucked and perfect.
—You liked that, right? Crazy witch. - laughs and shakes his head. He looks at me with an admiring expression. His eyes are golden, I have never seen them like this.
He's right, I'm completely and totally unhinged! We're both as crazy as a couple of old goats! We've just had wild sex in a public place! A place that until minutes ago was full of people.
I'm in shock, instantly coming down from the eleventh cloud I was in, shaking my head trying to get rid of the fog that still clouds my senses. It's no longer red, it now seems like a transparent smoke.
I sit up nervously, scanning the beach with my eyes. It's deserted. The rain has subsided and it's now a fine drizzle that will stop very soon. My throat gets dry. Alex comes up, kneeling beside me. He draws me into his arms, squeezing me tightly.
— So, you think what we just did was similar to the Christian Grey's style? - He whispers in my ear mockingly, gluing his lips to my neck and sniffing the skin behind my ear brushing me there with his lips.
I make a face at him. What we just did is a crime. If someone had caught us... I bite my lip.
—You're extremely volatile. - He murmurs. -You go from uncontrollable rage to extreme lust in seconds and that turns me on so fucking much. - He brushes his fingers against my cheek, I close my eyes with a sigh.
—We must be careful, precious. The intensity of our encounters is …increasing. I wouldn't be surprised if we ended up... fucking with witnesses. - He chuckles.
I caress the skin in my neck, making sure there are no palpable holes, no blood, nothing.