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Stepping between her legs, I pull the fabric to the side, revealing her pretty pussy to my eyes only, my body blocking anyone else from seeing. “Tonight, we shave off this hair, I want to be able to feel and lick nothing but smooth skin,” I order, leaning down and running my tongue between her folds.

She tastes slightly of chlorine, but beneath the chemical water is her sweetness with a hint of saltiness that I know is a combination of all of our cum. Perhaps I should be a little more squeamish about the thought that I’m more than likely tasting my brothers’ jizz. But if I’m licking it from her cunt, I really don’t care.

“Dimi,” she moans loudly.

“Turn your head to look toward the beach. There’s a guard there, if he hears you and looks this way, he’ll see your pussy and I’ll have to kill him. Can you be quiet, or do you need a cock in your mouth to stifle the sound?” I ask, between licks.

Bracing her weight on one hand, she lifts the other to her mouth and covers her lips, letting her head fall back when I find her clit with my tongue. Smiling to myself, I slide two fingers into her core, pumping them in and out while I tongue her clit like it’s a sucker and I’m trying to lick my way to the sweet center.

Her mewls start quiet, but soon, even the hand over her mouth doesn’t stifle the sounds of pleasure coming from her. I feel the moment her cunt tightens, her muscles fluttering as she tips over the edge, and instead of just covering her mouth, she bites down on the side of her hand, smothering the sound as she comes.

Lifting my head, I catch sight of the guard who should be watching the horizon. Instead, he’s turned to face us, his mouth dropped open as he works his hand up and down his cock, watching us unabashedly.

Pressing a kiss to her mound, I pull her swimsuit back in place, then haul myself out of the pool, walking to the lounger without glancing at the guard. In my peripheral vision, I see Vik and Lev moving toward Alabama, but I don’t look back. Instead, I take a seat on the lounger I dropped my cell onto and reach beneath it, grabbing the gun that’s secured to the frame.

Wrapping my fingers around the cold metal, I rip it free, stand, lift my arm and shoot the guard in the head.

CHAPTER 27

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My mind is spinning as Dimi kisses my pussy, then moves my bikini back into place, covering me. Stepping out from between my legs, he hauls himself out of the pool and Lev and Vik move toward me.

A loud, bang fills the air and I spin around to search for the origin of the noise, watching in slow motion as the guard Dimi pointed out by the beach buckles and crumples to heap on the floor.

I’m screaming before I even realize I’m making a sound, then I’m being pressed against a warm, wet chest and lifted into the air. “Easy, Baby, it’s okay. Stop screaming, it’s okay,” Vik coos.

At some point I must have closed my eyes, because when I open them again, we’re sitting on one of the loungers and there’s a towel draped over my shoulders.

“I was quiet. Wasn’t I quiet? I swear I was quiet,” I ramble, trying not to look toward the dead guard, but unable to drag my eyes away.

“Shh, not your fault, shhh,” Vik whispers, stroking the back of my head as he pushes my face into his neck.

“Give her to me,” Dimi orders, taking me right out of Vik’s arms before anyone can agree, or I can protest.

“No,” I scream, trying to scramble away from the man who just killed someone in cold blood, because of me.

“Enough, Malishka,” he snaps, grabbing my cheeks and forcing me to still. “Enough.”

My chest is heaving up and down, as I look up into the eyes of the stone cold killer who was making me orgasm only minutes ago. “You killed him. I thought you were joking, I thought it was a game, but you killed him.”

“Yes, I killed him, but not because you were too loud, Malishka. I killed him because instead of doing his job, he had his back to all possible danger and was watching us like we were putting on a live porn show. This was not your fault, it was his.”

“You killed him,” I say again.

His nod is decisive. “Yes. No one gets to see you come, except us.”

“It’s my fault,” I whimper.

“No,” he snaps, shaking my head roughly. “I killed him because he had his hand on his dick when he should have been doing his job. I killed him because I will not allow anyone, not even my closest family or employees to put you at risk.”

“You shot him in the head, you could have just fired him,” I gasp.

“Letting him leave this island would have put our security at jeopardy. Simply firing him wasn’t an option, and he knew that when he accepted this job.”

My chest feels tight and no matter how hard I try; I can’t convince my eyes not to keep looking back to the dead man on the ground. There’s a pool of blood spreading beneath him, because Dimi shot him.

I’m dimly aware of the sounds of someone making a phone call, but I can’t hear what they’re saying, because there’s a buzzing in my ears as I look at the man on the ground. Vik, obscures my view, striding toward the body, water still dripping from his shorts. Pushing his foot beneath the guard’s arm, Vik lifts his leg and flips the man onto his back. I’m too far away to see his features, but I can see the blood-coated hole in the middle of his forehead.

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