Free Making Waves (Mythological Lovers) by Vivienne Savage Page A

peace any shifter would aspire to possess for himself.
    “I have no regrets about the path our lives have taken together,” Teo said.
    I wanted a semblance of his life for my own. Hours later, when leaving their home after dinner, the ocean raised my hopeless spirits and carried me toward the resort. Thoughts of Alessa weighed heavily on my mind, along with my inner beast’s yearning to make her mine and to be owned by her in return.
    ***
    M y stallion’s possessive and jealous nature made attending Alessa’s shows unsafe for the people around me. For the third time in a row, I missed her performance, but this time, I had a damned good reason. A surprise for her. The girls all squealed when I cracked the dressing room door open to shout inside.
    “Keep your swimsuit on, Alessa! We have plans!”
    “Dante!” She popped into view and squeezed outside to shove her palm against my chest. The color flushing her cheeks matched her hair. “Do you mind, pervert?”
    “I didn’t step inside ,” I grumbled. “I didn’t think you’d hear me through the door.”
    “I would have heard you loud and clear.”
    My eyes swept over her body, lush curves, thick thighs, and rounded hips perfect for childbearing. The green bikini bottom snugly clung to her fair skin. I hardened in seconds.
    “Maybe I couldn’t wait to see you.”
    “Maybe you need to learn to wait a few minutes,” she shot back. Her voice softened and a smile crept onto her face. “Why do I need my suit on?”
    “Because, despite how much I’d like you to be without it right now, I want to introduce you to some of my friends.” I set my hands on her hips and squeezed, enjoying the pliable flesh beneath my fingers.
    “We have most of the same friends, Dante.”
    “No. My friends.”
    When the understanding dawned on Alessa’s face, her mouth formed a small ‘o’ of surprise. “Let me grab my stuff then.”
    After a stop by her house for her to dump her belongings and fetch her digital camera, we headed down to the dock and borrowed Teo’s spare boat. He’d given us permission to meet on the cove at his personal island. Less than a half hour later, we reached Teo’s dock and I moored the boat in place.
    “You ready?”
    “I’m not sure. Do they know you’re bringing a human?”
    “They know everything about you,” I confirmed.
    Alessa shot me a skeptical look then we made our way onto the wooden dock and across the sand. With her camera secured in an expensive, waterproof case, she’d hoped to capture the afternoon with us magical creatures in digital form.
    I’d never allowed anyone to photograph me before, but I knew my father would flip his shit if he found out.
    Screw him, I seethed internally. Let her take a hundred photos.
    “Dante? You okay?”
    “Hm?”
    “You looked...” She gestured helplessly with a hand, a worried expression causing her lips to press together in a thin line. “Upset.”
    “I’m fine.”
    “No, you’re n—mmph.”
    I kissed her, hard. Pressing my fingers against her ass, holding her tight against me, letting her feel the hard-on she could inspire with only a press of her lips alone. Thinking about my father dampened the mood, but being with her chased away his unjust expectations. I palmed one full breast and slipped my hand between it and the bikini triangle cupping her flesh. She moaned into my mouth, question forgotten and her lust unmistakable.
    Breaking the kiss, I turned my lips to her throat and skimmed my mouth down the slender column. “They don’t have clothes. Is that okay with you?”
    “Okay, so cove full of naked hotties. Gotcha. Oh, yeah... fine with me,” she breathed out.”
    I pinched her nipple, earning another quiet moan. “Can you remember that we won’t hurt you?” Alessa’s body was so damned responsive I couldn’t stop touching her, and skin to skin contact had become an addiction.
    “I trust you, and if they’re your friends, I trust them... but...” She trailed her