“That’s a good girl,” he says, supporting his weight on the mattress next to me with one arm, the other guiding his cock to my pussy. And then… I feel him.
The smooth skin on his crown. The pre-cum mixing with my own arousal. He pushes past my entrance, past my open palms, and my body shivers with pleasure. It’s just like what he did with his fingers, but better. Much, much better this time. My pussy tightens around him, and I bring my hands up to rest them on his shoulders.
“Oh…”
“Fuck, Victoria.” He groans, pushing himself deeper into me. “Goddamn.”
Another inch is all it takes for my eyes to snap open and for my entire body to tense. Pain like I’ve never known rips through me as if I’m being pulled apart. Something drips out of me, but I’m not sure it’s my arousal this time. I’m not turned on anymore. It hurts like hell.
I dig my nails into his muscles, yelping under his weight.
Another inch or two spear me.
“That’s it, love. Take my cock like a good, obedient wife. Ah, fuck, you’re so tight…”
And another few.
“W-Wolf—”
My words halt with his last thrust that rips through whatever was left of my innocence. He’s buried inside me to the hilt now, and tears run down my chin. I can’t help it. My lip trembles and I bury my mouth into his shirt, sobbing quietly as my pussy burns.
“I-It hurts…”
“You’re doing so well. Look at you, bleeding all over my cock.”
He pulls out a little, and my body sags, thinking this was it.
Then he slams into me again, and I let out a scream so loud I don’t care who hears it. I push into his hard chest, wanting to stop the pain.
But when he pulls out again, the burning feeling subsidizes, giving me a much needed break. He waits with me, as if he knows I need it. Until I find myself moaning at the new sensation settling deep inside me.
“There you are,” he coos, pressing his lips to my exposed neck. “There’s my good girl.”
I writhe, feeling my pussy tighten around his cock, timidly chasing more friction. And he grants it to me. Our bodies slap together as his hips rock into me in long, fluid motions. His hand cups my breast, squeezing it lightly before bringing his mouth to it, sucking my nipple between his lips.
Fuck.
New tears form at the corners of my eyes. Only this time, they’re from pleasure. And all I can do is lie here and take it. Take all he’s giving my body like I’m exactly what he said—a good, obedient wife.
All I can think of is him, all I know is him, and it feels right, even though I know it’s all a lie.
Pulling away fully this time, his cock—long and hard—stands straight up between us, my blood smeared all over it. He strokes it slowly a few times as his eyes rake over me like I’m some sort of meal.
I’m all splayed out on his sheets, with the proof of his claim on me smearing my thighs. Shame washes through me, but I don’t think he cares. Because his eyes darken further, and he’s leaning back down to use me some more. I swallow hard, struggling to catch my breath.
My husband’s powerful arms round my hips. He flips me over like I weigh nothing, my face buried in his sheets, ass up in theair. His low hum of agreement sounds above me. A hand fists in my hair, pushing my head deeper into the mattress. Then his cock is shoved back between my shaky legs.
I yelp, the sound muffled by the sheets. I’m running out of oxygen. He must know that, because my head is yanked back, and I’m bent like a pretzel for him to fuck from behind.
“Wolf—Oh, God…”
“How does it feel, love? Having my cock in your cunt.”
I breathe in and out, trying to block out the pain of the position he has me in.
“Answer me.”
“Go-od… it feels good,” I mumble. “Please…”
