Page 40 of The Arianna Arrangement

A knock sounded on the bathroom door. “Just a second.” I kept my eyes focused on the woman I loved. “How do you want me to do this?”

Her chin trembled, but that was the only thing that showed me she was upset. “Get it over with quickly.”

I gave her a nod, then pressed a quick kiss to her lips. I fired off a text, then pocketed my phone again. “Leyla is going to draw you a bath to help with the discomfort. I promise to spend the rest of my life making up for our first time being shitty.”

There was another knock on the door, this time followed by Lucian’s voice. “Hurry up. We don’t have all night.”

I took Ari’s hand in mine and led her out of the bathroom, into a room full of men. My dad and uncles stood close to the bed, doing the best they could to block the view of all the guys Lucian brought to witness this event. Sandro also stepped up close, ready to help shield his sister and do his part to verify the consummation.

When we made our way to the bed, I lifted Ari onto it, sitting her on the edge and kissing her as she leaned back. I didn’t break the kiss, keeping our lips together and as much of her attention on me as possible as I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my cock.

I was hard as a rock, despite the fact that there was an audience in the room. After stroking myself a couple of times, I used my other hand to push her panties to the side as I lined myself up with her perfect pussy and pushed all the way in. Her breath hitched as I broke that barrier that had been such a big deal to her father.

Holy fuck. I was glad she wanted this to be over with quickly because I wasn’t going to last. Her pussy was so tight and warm and surprisingly wet considering the circumstances. I wanted to be able to give her time to adjust, but this wasn’t the ideal situation, so I was going to give her what she wanted.

My thrusts were gentle, not wanting to hurt her any more than I had to. I also kept my strokes small, just grinding instead of sliding mostly out then back in. Not only was I hoping this would make it hurt less, but I was doing it to make sure no one could see her. I feared if I pulled out much, they’d have a better view of my wife.

Ari ran her fingernails across my scalp and that was all it took. I pulled most of the way out, my body still laying on top of her to keep her covered, and emptied my load in her.

God, if that wasn’t the biggest load ever. My orgasm felt like it went on forever.

Pressing one last kiss to her lips, I looked at Sandro and gave him a nod so he would get in position before I pulled out and uncovered her. When we were shoulder to shoulder, I pulled out, watching as my cum dripped from her, before covering her quickly with her panties and pulling my shirt down over them so she was fully covered again.

Sandro looked up at his father. “He came inside her.”

I then turned so they could all see my dick, which was coated in her blood. The sight of it had me getting hard again. It made me feel like shit. The sight of her blood on my cock shouldn’t get me hard, especially given the fact that all these men had just watched me fuck my wife for the first time.

One of Lucian’s lieutenants, I didn’t know his name because he was that far down the chain of command but somehow still considered important enough to be here, scoffed. “What the fuck was that? We didn’t get to see you actually go inside of her, and you were a two pump chump.” He laughed and looked over my shoulder to Ari. “If you get tired of a boy that can’t please you,” he grabbed his crotch, “come find me and I’ll show you how a man fucks.”

My fist connected with his jaw before I could even think through my actions. I’d just hit one of Lucian’s men, so there would no doubt be consequences for this.

The guy stepped towards me, ready to strike back but Sandro stepped between us, pushing me back towards Ari. “Pedro, you better be glad he hit you because I was reaching for my gun. Don’t you ever disrespect my sister or brother like that again or I will absolutely end your life. Do you hear me?”

Pedro looked over Sandro’s shoulder to Lucian, but when he saw Lucian wasn’t going to interfere, he gave Sandro a nod before leaving the room.

With that done and my dick tucked back into my pants, I picked up Ari bridal style. “If you’ll excuse us, this has been a long week for my bride and I’m sure she’s ready to rest.”

We made it all the way to the south wing before she spoke. “I can walk, you know. I’m sore, not broken.”

“I know, but I want to carry you.” I laid my head against hers where it rested on my shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

I felt her shrug. “Don’t be. You can’t control my father and you did the absolute best you could to protect me.” We walked past the security in our hallway and they all averted their eyes out of respect. Ari tilted her head to whisper in my ear. “Besides, it was hot watching you deck that asshole and go all protective alpha on his ass.”

I groaned, my cock so hard it was about to bust a hole in my pants.

When I opened the door to the room, Leyla stepped out of the bathroom and made a beeline to Ari. “Are you okay? I’m so fucking sorry you had to lose your virginity that way.”

I put Ari down so she could hug my sister. Otherwise, Leyla probably would have just pulled her from my arms. “I’m fine. Tuck protected me the best he could.”

Leyla glared at me over my wife’s shoulder before pulling back to look Ari in the face. “I’ve got you a warm bath with some baking soda to help soothe the ache. Only stay in there for about ten to twenty minutes, then get out and rinse off in the shower. Pat dry.” Her eyes connected to mine. “No more sex for at least twenty-four hours so she doesn’t stay sore.”

I rolled my eyes at her, but I wasn’t going to force anything on Ari. There wouldn’t be more sex until she said she was ready, regardless of how fucking hard I was. I’d spent years just jerking off in the shower and I could do that as many times as I needed to give her the time she wanted.

Ari kissed Leyla on the cheek. “Thanks, Ley. You really are the best.”

Leyla lifted a shoulder and winked at her. “I know.” Much to my surprise, Leyla walked to me and took me in a hug. “I love you, Tuck, even if you’re a shithead sometimes. Congrats.”

“I love you too, Ley.” I pressed a kiss to her temple and she headed out of the door. As soon as my sister was gone, Ari headed towards the bathroom. “Can I join you?”