“I love you, Glory,” he said. “My beautiful wife. May you be curious forever.”
Her dimples lit his world.
“And I love you, my husband. Forever and ever.”
Epilogue
“Wei,” she panted. “I have to move…”
“Patience, sweet tigress,” her husband murmured. “You are making such good progress at waiting.”
“This is different.” She trembled, feeling the proud length of him throbbing at her core. “It is too much.”
When they’d awoken, Wei had been hard and ready…which she’d discovered during these first few weeks of marriage was a typical state for him. This morning, however, he’d decided to teach her a new variation. One that involved sitting on his lap with her back to his front, his cock buried deep in her pussy. The position was novel and arousing…except he wouldn’t allow her to move.
She whimpered as his hands roved possessively over her front, his touch light and teasing.
“You can take it.” His voice was low and wicked in her ear. “Let the pleasure come to you; there is no need to chase it. Just feel how hard I am inside your tight little quim.”
She felt it all right; being impaled on his thick cock was making her wild with need. The harder she tried to resist squirming, the greater the need to do so. It didn’t help when his lips coasted along her neck, his callused fingertips brushing over her taut nipples. Staying still heightened her awareness of all the sensations: the sinewy ridges of his thighs beneath her bottom, the hot pulsing of his prick filling her up.
Her climax burst upon her with no warning, a deep ecstatic quaking that started at her center and spread outward into her limbs. She heard Wei’s hoarse groan of pleasure as he joined her, injecting her with his heat. Even then, he didn’t stop, rubbing her pearl with masterful roughness until she came again around his still-hard cock.
Limp with bliss, she turned and wound her arms around his neck.
“That was new,” she breathed.
His eyes were sated and warm. “Did you like it?”
“If that is the reward for waiting,” she decided, “then I don’t mind being patient.”
He laughed. It was something he did more and more, and she loved the sound of it. Loved everything about their new life together.
With her dowry, she and Wei could have bought a house in a more fashionable area of London, and Wei had offered to do so if she wished. She chose instead to live at the clinic, which had felt like home from the moment he’d carried her over the threshold. She liked the hustle and bustle here; there was always something interesting to do and learn. She continued to practice kung fu, and Wei said she was one of his best pupils. In the evenings, they retreated to the privacy of their own building, where he gave her lessons of a more intimate nature.
“We had better get dressed.” Kissing her on the temple, Wei set her on her feet. “Your parents are bringing your brothers by this morning.”
Horatio and Theo worshipped their new brother-in-law and were relentless in their desire to learn martial arts. Glory was glad—and unsurprised—that her family and Wei got along famously. Before everyone arrived, however, she had something to share.
“I have been meaning to ask,” she said as casually as she could. “Did you have plans for the area behind this building?”
“Eventually I had planned on adding another wing.” Wei pulled on his tunic. “Why do you ask?”
She went to him, helping him to button his collar. “I think you should consider doing that soon. Say, in the next nine months?”
He blinked. “Do you mean…are you…we’re going to…?”
It was the first time she’d seen her husband flummoxed.
“Yes.” She could barely contain her excitement. “We’re going to have a baby.”
“Glory, my love.” Wei cupped her face, his face lit with joy. “I can’t believe it happened so quickly.”
“Given the frequency of certain activities,” she pointed out, “is it really surprising?”
“I suppose not.” Male satisfaction glinted in his eyes. “How do you feel, little tigress?”
“Absolutely fine, so there is no need to hover.”
