186 v. Completely

“Take off your shirt love,” his gentle voice caused her heart to flutter in her chest.

“Why?” she pouted and rolled away from him, turning her face towards the wall.

She just woke up from a night-long of making love. Of course, she is still sore and no way is she in the mood to get frisky.

She blushed at how intense last night was for both of them. This honeymoon retreat is really helping them a lot.

Well, their relationship. Or whatever this is apparently. Marriage under these circumstances.

“Come on, love. I swear I won’t do anything you don’t want,” he chuckled.

“You are just going to trick me into having sex, and my body is still too sore for that,” she didn’t dare to turn back on him.

If she as much as looked at his pleading eyes she will be lost. She knew his power over her by now.

Like a moth to a flame, she is drawn to him. That is something she isn’t proud of. Her resolve to get away from him is failing.

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“I promise, I won’t trick you, my love. My queen, I just missed you a lot,” he whispered in her ear, pressing his erection on her butt cheeks.

Instant heat flooded into her core. Fuck the heavens. Why is it so easy for him to make her horny?

“Well, promise to behave then?” she asked him, knowing there is no way in the world he would.

There it is again? Being so easily under his power and control. She took off her shirt as he wanted.

His shirt actually, because some days she was extra needy and it was how she was last night, demanding to give her his shirt so she can wear it.

It is scary of course, realizing how easy it always is to give in to all his wishes. It was easier when she was just being forced into staying beside him.

Now, it was as if... she closed her eyes as she removed her shirt. As if she wanted to stay beside him by herself.

That even without compulsion or any threat, and even if the doors were left wide open, she might never even try to get out of her cage.

She hugged the shirt on her chest as she felt his hot lips behind her back. It was enough to make her feel like her blood has been turned to molten lava.

She couldn’t deny it even if she wanted to. She likes him. No, like is such a weak word to describe exactly how she feels.

She desires him. Her body craves him. Even now she knows. She let out a soft sigh from the way he presses his lips on her skin.

“You do like this, yes?” he asked, turning her over to face him.

“I- I do,” she didn’t even try to hide how she feels.

She will have to panic and overthink later. Of course, she will. But right now, at this moment. She just didn’t have the will to turn away from him.

“You said you will behave, right?” she tried to remind him, or rather to remind them both.

“I will behave, of course accordingly,” he chuckled, pressing butterfly kisses on her cheeks.

“According to what?” she asked, feeling her heart tremble with need.

“According to how my queen reacts. And right now she is reacting as if she doesn’t want this to stop,” he pointed out, taking her hand and pressing a light kiss on top of its back.

“And what if I do? It still doesn’t change the fact we shouldn’t. I mean my body is still sore,” she blushed, knowing it wasn’t at the top of her concern.

What she feels right now is an overwhelming need to be with him again intimately so. And that scares her.

The need to always be taken by him. And the need to submit fully to his will. She wasn’t familiar with these feelings.

“I’ll be very gentle,” he added before lowering his head.

As much as she knew she should have protested, she didn’t. Instead, she closed her eyes and waited for his kiss.

He kissed her slowly, and she felt like her heart will burst from the emotions she felt. Her heart trembles even as her fingers shook when he deepened the kiss.

The mixing of their salivas as he deepened the kiss they shared made heat travel through every corner of her body, making her blush even more.

He separated their lips and stared at his masterpiece. The blushing of her cheeks and the way her eyelids flutter made him know she was about to lose control.

Her mind has been programmed by now, to feel these things instantaneously. With every time they spend intimately together, he knew her body will remember.

But he wanted so much more than the physical reaction of her body towards him. He wanted her to remember the love that she felt for him.

In all their lifetimes together and possibly here and in the next. He wanted nothing more than her love.

Mary was everything he needed in his life and more. She was his whole universe. And having her like this with him will never be truly enough for him.

Without love, it wasn’t just as special. But for now, this will do. He will take what he has. And he has her desire.

The deep blue eyes that stared at him and the trembling lips that opened partly, he knew right now. She desired him as much as he does her.

He leaned closer and claimed her lips again, letting himself lose a bit of his control as he bit her lower lip gently. She let out a soft moan that let him know she has been more than enticed.

“I love you, queenie,” he whispered.

She didn’t answer him of course. He was expecting that, but it still hurt him not to hear it.

He knew he should stop expecting by now. His wife doesn’t love him yet. At least now, she doesn’t.

He smiled at her as he studied the rise and fall of her chest, and noticed that she was still clutching his shirt in her hands.

“Let’s take this off you for a while, my queen,” he took the shirt away from her, exposing her nakedness.

She blushed but let him do what he wanted. Feeling the erratic beating of her heart as he lowered his head to her breasts.

He suckled like a child in her bosoms. And she wondered if there is anything in the world more sensual than this.

She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled a bit, “Dominus...”

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She whispered his name like a prayer as he took a gentle bud in his mouth and suckled. She let herself feel at that moment what it feels like to be his.

She wanted to answer him when he whispered words of love into her ear. But at the same time, she was unsure if telling him how she feels will make the situation better or worse.

She was after all, still his captive. Deprived of her own free will to do as she wanted. Then how can she fully believe in her feelings when she was left with no choice but to love him?

Still, her wicked body answered his call, arching her back as he lowered his head on her heat. He lapped the wet heat that formed in between her thighs as she let out her moans.

His name filled the air as he continued to devour and take. It was one of the moments she didn’t mind that she was a prisoner in his arms.

She knew if she can only be honest then she can say that she does love him. This man making her feel all these things can not be someone she doesn’t love.

In fact, if there is anything more she could add to that horrendous fact is that she has loved him too from the start. Even before their meeting, she has loved him through her dreams and stories.

And meeting him just confirmed how much her heart longed for him. She opened her legs to him as her fingers tugged on his hair gently.

“Do you want this?” he positioned himself on top of her and rubbed the tip of his erection against her core.

“I want this more than anything in the world,” she answered him truthfully, knowing fully well she might be referring to something more than the joining of their bodies.

She set those thoughts aside and pulled him to herself as he thrusts inside of her. Her walls tightened around his cock, welcoming him like a lover.

“I love you so, Mary,” he took her in an agonizingly gentle way that she chuckled and bit his earlobe gently.

“Please stop being gentle. I can’t take it anymore,” she said the words as if it was punishment enough that he was being so utterly careful with her.

He smiled triumphantly before taking her lips again, hungrier this time as he took her body roughly. It was right. This was right.

As their bodies rocked in their bed and the sweats of their bodies mixed. They both knew it was right.

Tonight was not just like any other night. It is one that scared her most and made her vaguely aware of the way she feels for him.

So she let herself be distracted by each of his thrusts. She let herself be taken by him completely so.