"Daryn, I need to change," she said, looking at her wedding dress. "Or do you wish me to take you to the airport in this attire?"

"Leave it like that wife," he said. "I want to peel off that dress from your body with my hands."

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Dawn giggled. "And where will you do that? When we reach the island?"

"Maybe," he replied and drew her face close to him to kiss her passionately.

As soon as the car reached the private airstrip, he opened the door for her and picked her up in his arms bridal style. He carried her up the stairs of the aircraft, ignoring the greetings of the pilot and the two air hostesses. Daryn placed her on her feet once they were inside. Once they had the seatbelts on and the airhostess had served them with wines, the plane took off.

"How much time do I have until I take off this gown?" she asked while sipping her wine. She was pretty drunk and her eyelids were heavy.

He looked at her under his thick eyebrows and said, "Wait darling."

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"They have taken off," a man said on the phone.

"Thanks," said Azura and disconnected the call. He looked at Dawn's photo in his camera. It was the same photo he had taken on her graduation day. He gulped down the third whisky glass and stared at the picture again. He traced his fingers on her lips. He had kissed her and that was something he had cherished for life. Everything that belonged to her was in his possession now and there wasn't a day when he never held them close to his heart. She had left them in a hurry at his house before moving to Daryn's. He had jerked off so many times by wrapping her clothes around his shaft. His obsession for her only grew every day.

When the Wyatt's had asked him to help them with a job, he had agreed to it. They wanted him to kill his pretty little neotide, but he wouldn't do that. He would simply kidnap her and take her away from this world. He would make her his prisoner for life. His Dawn would forget Daryn. She would be his cherished treasure. She would disappear from the face of the earth. In the eyes of the world, she would be dead. But alive only for him. A smile came on his lips, which converted into a chuckle and then a mad laughter. All the blame would go on Lily.

"Oh Dawn! I have planned so much for you. I have this villa in the South of France near River Seine, where I am going to hold you captive for life. We will have babies—lots of them—with green eyes and golden hair." He traced her lips one more time and jerked himself again.

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As soon as the pilot announced that they could take off the seatbelts, Daryn opened his. He got up, went to Dawn, who was about to fall asleep and then pulled her up on her feet. "Where are we going?" she asked dreamily as she held his neck with one arm and he supported her.

"To peel your dress, Mrs. Silver. Don't you dare sleep!"

She chuckled. "I am sorry Mr. Silver, but I think I won't be able to keep my eyes open even for a minute now."

Daryn opened a door at the back of the aircraft and it opened into a lovely room in the center of which was a bed just enough for the two of them. Dawn's eyes opened in surprise. "So you had everything planned, huh?"

"Of course darling," he replied, as he picked her up from her waist and made her stand on the bed. Slowly, he peeled the wedding down off her skin and she was in her corset and white thongs. Apart from the expensive designer clothes, her new wardrobe consisted of lacy panties and thongs, which he had ordered and insisted that she wore them every time.

Dawn unbuttoned his shirt and then opened his pants button. She was doing it slowly as she savored his kisses, but he was desperate. In one swift movement, Daryn removed his pants and shirt and threw them in a heap over Dawn's gown. She cocked her head to one side and ran her fingers down his chest, circling his nipples. Daryn groaned. With her every moment was new. He removed her corset and her breasts sprung free. Immediately he latched his mouth on one and sucked it hard while squeezing the other one. He removed himself with a pop sound and then went to suck the other breast. She arched her body, grinding it against his erection.

"Are you trying to kill me?" he growled. Stopping her motion, he pinned her body hard. Then he slid up and stared at her for some time and brushed her hair back from her forehead. His lips took hers again in a wild passionate kiss and he pushed himself all the way in.

She groaned in his throat. She needed him desperately.

"You've ruined me Ms. Dawn," he whispered.

"I have the whole week, Mr. Silver, to ruin you even more," she said, trying her best to lift her pelvis and grind it against him.

Daryn began to work on her. First he slid two fingers inside and her eyes rolled in her head. Her legs became limp. She caught the pillow with her hands and moaned. Her body shuddered as she began to feel that she was near her orgasm. She wanted to hold it, but Daryn's fingers were evil. He slid in the third finger and pumped her. Stars come in her vision. She cried his name out loud, "Daryn!" and after that her muscles shatter around him as throes of pleasure surged through her body.

"Mine," he hissed and lifted her leg over his shoulder and then slowly pushed himself into her.

"Daryn."

He picked another leg and put that too on his shoulder. He started thrusting into her like a pubescent teen who was doing it for the first time.

Her eyelids became heavy, half from all the wine she had had and half from all the lust. She closed them.

"Look into my eyes Dawn," he commanded and as if in his possession, she dragged her eyes open. As soon as she looked at him with those wanton eyes, he increased his pace and began to ride her hard. His fangs grew. His teeth were on her neck while he stretched her, took what he needed from her body, claiming her, and claiming her hard.

She was aroused beyond words. He wanted to hold his orgasm to slam her more but it was difficult. She teased him, "Harder."

And harder he went. His body jerked as he came seconds later and she clenched around him. Both groaned as they came together.

He kissed her lovingly, tenderly and didn't remove himself from her. Instead he rolled with her on top. Removing her hair from her face he whispered, "Don't you sleep wifey." But Dawn's eyes were heavy. She smiled and buried her head in the crook of his neck. She gave into the temptation of sleep while he stayed inside her.

She found herself on her back and woke up with a feeling of tingling in her navel.

His tongue was licking her on the lips of her sex while he had separated them wider. Daryn Silver wasn't letting her sleep. She looked at him as he licked her, trying to get inside her sweet spot.