6.

Aira awoke with a warm sensation down below. "Mm." she moaned as she opened her eyes. It was Duke. The sun wasn't even out yet and he was already putting in work. She moved her hands down to encompass his soft hair. She was happy she finally got a clue yesterday that he was interested in her. Well, a two make out sessions and a boner is high inclination, Ai. Her thoughts were cut off when he slid a finger deep inside while still swirling his tongue. "Ay, Dios mio, Duke." She panted. He very skillful with his hands and mouth and she hadn't been prepared for that. Every time she went to move her legs, his free arm had her pinned down. She growled through her teeth as she came. She gasped for a good breath when he finally stopped tormenting her. He came back up to the surface and smiled.

"I see what you mean about oral." Duke whispered.

"What time is it, I don't see the sun." she covered her mouth as she yawned.

"I woke up to go eat that bomb fish stew."

"So, what did you do before me." She laughed.

It took him a minute to realize she had made a joke then laughed when he connected the dots. "You got jokes." He laughed. "No, but seriously, I want that on my menu. I will pay you to teach my cooks that recipe. And the slight toasted garlic sourdough bread. I swear that wasn't going to work with it but it did."

"I'll show them for free, Duke."

"Thank you." He kissed her. It was a tender kiss, one that he didn't know he was going to give. "Well I headed back around two fifteen in the morning and then I saw you sprawled out and I couldn't see any other option than to get wet."

She scratched her nails on the back of his head. "So, you like the way I come?" Aira felt her heart racing.

"I like the way you do everything." Duke kissed her hard before Aira said anything else. She was glad because he made all the nonsense in her head vanish. Her self-doubts, and worries. He made her feel confident and no other person before him had done that for her and scared her and thrilled her at the same time. After they made love for the umpteenth time that night, now day, she fell asleep, exhausted. Soon sunlight warmed her face and she yawned and stretched. She felt his body up against hers and she immediately wanted to take advantage of him like he did her in the middle of the night but then she felt the urge to go to the bathroom and groaned. She crawled over him and headed to his bathroom. She dug through her bag and grabbed her tooth brush. When she had packed it, she was hoping to God spending the night was an option, and it sure was. She brushed her teeth then sat on the toilet trying to think of the first thing she wanted to do to him when she got back under the sheets. Her dreams sizzled to ashes when she saw that she had just started her period. She wiped again just to make sure and she nearly screamed in frustration. Now? Now? How am I going to tell him I can't have sex after fucking all night! And his trouble, can he smell blood? Will he know? She panicked, instantly wishing she brought her whole bag in with her. He was asleep when I woke up, I am sure he is still asleep. She got up and washed her hands. When she opened the door, Duke was sitting on the edge of the bed, hair disheveled from sleep. The worst part of it was that he was looking at her like she was breakfast. He hadn't even bothered to drape anything over himself, like he was showing her what she could have this morning. The small smirk on his face sat where it always did, how did he pull off that look that just turned her on? "Good morning, beautiful." Ugh, like he wasn't turning me on enough already! She thought

"Morning." She bit her lip out of nerves as she looked him over.

"You look like you might be a little cold." He flirted.

"Just might be." What am I doing? She found herself walking to him. She watched him watch her and it made her feel like a giant. He put his hands on her butt and squeezed. She shivered as he kissed her stomach. "Wait, I kinda have an issue." She felt him pause then dragged his scruff across her belly to look up at her.

"What's wrong?"

"Embarrassing." Aira mumbled, making him laugh. "I kinda started my period."

"That's the issue? Not an issue with me."

Aira bit her lip. "Even with your trouble." He stiffened around her. "I'm sorry." She stepped backwards. "I'm sorry. Do you want me to leave?"

He stood up quickly. "No, no, no. I just, forgot about the troubles and that we were troubled. It was nice."

"Have you ever had sex like that before with your trouble?" she asked. "Or never had that come up? Or happen on accident?"

He raised his eyebrows. "I, uh, never thought about it quite like this, but I definitely wouldn't want to hurt you."

"You can't control yourself just a little bit?" she felt like she was being desperate. Duke grabbed her by her waistline and she hoped for him to go for the 'raw dog' option. She just remembered how he felt in the shower the night before and it had her nearly chomping at the bit.

Duke turned them around before dipping to kiss her. What am I doing? He thought. Well, I know what I am doing, but I could seriously hurt her… or kill her. He pulled his kiss back and rested on his palms above her on the bed. Panting he looked deep in her amber eyes. "I would get blood on me regardless of a condom or not, right?"

"I…I don't know, I've never really tested that theory out." She said sarcastically, laughing. He kissed her again, pushing her up further on the bed. You're going to kill her. His voice repeated in his head. Aira clasped her hands on his face and pulled him back so she could see into his eyes. "I trust you."

He entered her slowly, watching as her eyes began to roll back. The sound she made when he was fully inside her was magic. She squirmed and tried to free up space but he knew he wouldn't move. As he went to move back he felt the power surge in him and he looked into her eyes with panic. Did he just make a huge mistake? As he pulled out even further, a spike of intense pleasure went through him. He gripped the sheets around her head and shook as he tried to come down from what felt like an orgasm. He screwed his eyes shut as he slowly tried to save himself from hurting her, but the more he moved out the more it felt too good and with the pleasure came the euphoric power of invincibility next to it. He opened his eyes and looked at her. She was panting hard, but she wasn't scared, she looked thrilled. She bit her lip once more this time following it with a lick from her tongue. His eyes scanned her body, her hard nipples, and her goosebumps. She is excited. "It's a good thing you're flexible." He said threw gritted teeth. He grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulder. He tried to restrain himself, but with every stroke inside her it was like blissful sparks. Another thing he noticed was that once he was coming down from the power high, it would kick in again like up and down hills with the perks of feeling his orgasm throughout his entire body with each stroke. He watched her the whole time but he couldn't or wouldn't slow down. He watched as she pulled his hair and scream his name. He even managed to spin her around so she was on her knees. Her hands clawed the wall as she climaxed all over him. He closed his eyes and roared his orgasm, taking long hard strokes. More. More. More. He thought as he continued on mercilessly. Heaven. He heard Aira moaning under his roars. She was now in a position with her leg up over his shoulder and the other between his legs. He held on to her leg as he thrust into her. She hand pulled off the sheets and was pulling the mattress up trying to maintain her current location on the bed. Just come and pull out, simple. He fully sheathed himself and began to grind his hips and he almost got swept away again, daring himself to go just that little bit longer. He came once again slamming himself even deeper. He gasped for air as he slowly pulled out. His body shook, instantly wanting, almost craving, to go back inside her. He rolled away from her and panted, trying hard to ride out the waves of pleasure and power, plus, his heart was hammering.

"I," Aira started. "I…I almost…tapped out." She heaved. He looked over her and now noticed she was covered in beads of sweat that were dripping off like someone had just poured water over her.

"I, almost couldn't stop." He laughed. His chest burned by how hard he was breathing. "Like having just one piece of coal when you want the whole mountain. I don't know how I stopped." His thoughts were strewn with racy thoughts as he looked her up and down.

"Uh, is there a good massage therapist in town?" Aira stretched tenderly, groaning with relief.

"Did I hurt you?" He panicked and sat up feeling his muscles burn. He ran his hands along her sides.

She giggled. "Remembered I said I injured my back in the air force? Yeah, well, I broke my back and they told me I was never going to walk again. So, my back seizes up if I have a too rigorous workout."

"Shit!" He felt awful, he had hurt her. "is there anything I can do?"

"Um, do you mind at all?" she pointed to her back.

"Of course not." He was angry she would even ask that question. They made love all over the ship and she put up with a railing of a lifetime and she was asking if a simple massage was an issue. He helped her onto her stomach and with one touch he felt how tense her back was. There was even a section that was twitching like it was cramping. He could see the faded scar on her back where they performed surgery. Stupid idiot. Literally almost broke her back. "Do you need like a joint? Or a dab thingy."

"Oh! Yes! I have a tube with two small joints in a clear tube. I have something to do later on and I can't be high and driving. They are just CBD." She tried to stifle a groin and he felt awful. He also felt the blood calling him. Telling him he could slide back into her. You would kill her! He fumbled with the pocket of her bag, which read Gucci and had flowers everywhere and a snake. He had no why idea he felt so shaky. Withdrawal. From her, from troubled blood, and he wondered if he did something wrong. He found a clear tube that read CBD on the front and he grabbed it. He grabbed a lighter and ran back to her.

"Here." He popped the tube and handed her one of the joints in there.

"You want the other one, it will calm you down. I can feel you shaking."

Duke looked at his hands and yes, he was indeed shaking. "It's the blood…."

"This is my fault, I feel like I talked you into…."

"Nope, I wanted too. Can't blame yourself…you wanted to, huh?" Duke smirked as he took the other joint and lit hers then his. He took a deep inhale and was pleased he could actually smoke it. "This is way better." He was already feeling calmer. He straddled himself over her and regretted it. It was like he couldn't control his dick in response to her. "Um…."

"I can't handle a round two, I'm sorry, but I can help you with that if you want." She toyed.

"I'm sorry…I." He had no idea what to say so he massaged her, and she groaned under his hands. Her back would arch from the pain and she would rub against his hard erection. He found himself panting, trying to concentrate. After five minutes, her muscles were looser, still tense but looser, and the twitching had stopped. He got off of her, grabbing a pillow to cover up the fact he was at full sail. "You said you had a thing today?" He asked, trying to direct the conversation.

Aira stretched then got on all fours and looked at him with a devious smile. "Yeah, I gotta see a house today." She was still looking at him. She pulled at the pillow he was using to cover himself. She pulled slowly on it, sometimes tugging and not actually moving it. "This silly pillow." She yanked it from him, and he was already breathing heavy. She wrapped her long dreads into a makeshift ponytail and he knew what she was going to do.

Her tongue was soft as she licked the length of his shaft. He fell back against his pillow and moaned. Her hands slid up and down his legs and stomach as she engulfed him. The scratching of her nails and when he looked to watch, she was already looking at him. He could tell by her eyes she was smiling. She's too perfect. He reached for the ponytail and gripped hard, he in turn heard her moan. She began to move quicker, scratching harder, and he could feel his climax coming quick, like turning on the shower and hearing the sound of the water coming. "Oh, God…." He said before he came. I wish I was inside her. She was like a drug he wanted around him constantly. She sat up and smiled. "Magic woman."

"It's just the tongue." She stuck her tongue out and for the first time he noticed her pierced tongue.

"Why am I just now noticing that piercing."

"I don't flaunt it. I get piercings for me and not to show off. Like my lips are pierced but I don't wear the jewelry half the time. I'm surprised they haven't closed, and, and I have my septum pierced. It was my first piercing right after I joined, worst idea ever. Trying to hide it was a huge problem."

"So," he started but was cut off by a cello playing suddenly. "What the…."

"Oh, my phone." She said moving carefully. When she stood seemed to wobble just a second before she moved to her bag. She answered. "Hello?" her face changed to a look of shock. "Is that the time. I…I over slept!" She did not oversleep. Duke thought as he smirked. "I will be there in ten minutes!" she hung up her phone and threw it in her bag. "It's nearly noon! We were doin' it for like… four hours, Jesus Christ!" Duke grabbed his phone to confirm the time.

"Nice." He said with an impressed grin. He looked up to see her shaking her head. "What, that's not bad at all."

Aira left his ship in a hurry. She hated being late, but she liked why she was late. She could still feel his goodbye kiss, and how it almost led to even more, again. She pressed the button for her car and instantly backed out and then screeched an exit. She had previously saved the house address in her GPS so with a few taps she was headed to the old Stanford estate. She caught herself thinking about what Duke was doing right now. If he was still naked. She mentally slapped herself and shifted gears to drift the upcoming turn. She was only drifting because she didn't want to wait for the approaching car to pass. It was a great perk of owning a Mini. The person honked at her as she neatly fit in before them. It's not like you had to slow down. I came in with the flow of the traffic, asshat. She thought as she scoffed.

She knew she arrived at the mansion when she saw it. It was standing alone with a private gate that was already pushed open. In the distance there was a three-story house just waiting for her. All the stories and mysteries of her own trouble, her families trouble. She noticed two chimneys coming from the house and she was pretty sure the house had both an attic and a basement. Vines coated the front like a sweater, thick and dense. She parked behind the brother's vehicle. She stuck a heeled foot out of her vehicle and quickly noticed the cement was severely cracked in front of the house. It looked like something heavy fell there and it was never fixed. A chill went down her spine and she instantly didn't want to know what had happened to make the spot. She walked carefully around it while trying to dodge the branches from the overgrown trees as they clung to her short dress. Universe's revenge for me changing the weather yesterday, I just know it. She swatted at the sticks and the things that looked like spiders. She came twirling into the entry way of the house with sticks in her hair and her skirt of her summer dress pinned to each other with little stickers. It wasn't until after she finished fixing her outfit that she noticed Dave and Vince in the other room sitting awkwardly watching her. She felt the heat rush to her cheeks. Great, now I look like an idiot.

"Oh…sorry, I'm late." She adjusted her straps then stood straight. Aira remembered the stick in her hair and quickly grabbed it and threw it behind her. Why are you so weird! She scolded herself.

"No, problems, worth the wait, dear." Vince smiled. Aira gave a confused smile

She finally looked up and saw the most beautiful chandelier she had ever seen. "Holy, fuck!" she cursed, forgetting she was not amongst other Californians. The ceiling was painted of the faeries of the forest and she was sure with a little cleaning they would look like they were moving. She looked around her, absorbing the marble floor, and the mirrored staircases. I'm supposed to be here. She knew it. Everything felt familiar and all she wanted was to search every nook, every cranny because she felt the answer was in here. "I want this house."

"Oh!" Dave exclaimed. "Ah, don't you want to see…."

"How much is it listed for?" Her stance changed and she stared the two down.

"Well, the details of the house states that it goes to the next of kin." Vince stammered.

"Where are they?" She asked.

"That would be you, Aira, unless you have anyone else here in your family that supersedes you."

FREE! "I'd like to draw up a contract. Make this legally binding to me in case I have surprise family members come up. I will have to let them know they were a day to late." She did a quarter of a turn before scanning the room again. "Can you show me where the bank is."

"Oh! Oh, yes!" Vince said and they all began to leave.

She already had her phone out scrolling through businesses in Haven that did landscaping and restoration and everything else she wanted to get done to the house, or mansion. She had someone on the phone by the time she was in the car. Guess I'm staying in Haven. Duke flashed across her mind and she bit her bottom lip. I want to see where this goes, with a man. She stifled a giggle because she had no idea she would ever be with a man again after Liam, but thinking it over, she was never with Liam, she was Liam's pet. When a real person answered the line, she shook herself out of her dark memories. No more Liam's, and no more Mia's, or Bristol's, or Amanda's! The slew of women she had been through was sad, and so was the amount of money they leeched from her like she was a walking ATM. She wasn't sure if Duke knew how rich she was on her own without the money that came from her mother, or her dads. Aira wasn't just an heiress to multimillion dollar companies, she made sure she made money doing things she loved which she built her own personal empire. It was safer for him to think she had the money from her mother.