"There," he croons onto the top of my head. Tall guy problems. "Now I'm all the way in. Are you okay?"
That is an excellent question. I wasn't expecting him to do that. "I think so. That was somewhat sneaky of you, wasn't it?"
"It worked, didn't it?" He lightly rocks back and forth to get me used to the motion. "How's this feel?"
To be honest, it stings a bit.PlusI feel so stuffed. So full. Too full. But in a strangely good way. "I don't know yet. Try...try moving some more," I breathe out.
He smoothly drags himself out to the tip. "Good?" he rumbles.
Good. "Keep going. More."
He backs almost completely out of me and then slams forward.
"Oh!" I jolt. That was unexpected. He does it again, and again, and again.
"I have to tell you something," he rasps thickly. "Something important."
"What"—thrust—"is it?"
"My...vow to you."
How are we having a conversation while he's doing this to me? "Right now?"Gasp.
"God, Mercy. It feels like the"—grind—"first time. Like the very first time. Yes, right now. Later"—pump—"we'll get married before a judge, but I've got to say this to you now."
"What areyo—married?" He's really bringing out the marriage talknow?
Halting all motion, he gazes down at me, breath heavy and cock pulsing deep within my throbbing pussy as his hips and hands pin me down. "I'm telling you that I'm marrying you right here and right now with the words I'm about to speak. This is more than tonight, Mercy. It's forever."
My heart and eyes soften with the emotion he's drawing to the surface.He means it. "Oh, Amos. I...Ifeel it, too."
He leans down and brushes my mouth, making me gasp at the sensation that floods my center as his hips settle. "You are my woman, and I am your man. With this marriage, I lay a claim on you stronger than the heat of the sun or the pull of the moon. I vow toyoudarkness will never fall without the press of my lips upon yours or your body knowing the comfort of my touch." As if he can't help it, his hips move and he grits out over my yelp, "Though I've captured your body, you've taken my heart. This is what it means to be a Shay."
Before I can process fully what that means, he gives me more of his weight and pumps fiercely into me. A rigid dichotomy from his hands tenderly holding mine.
In, out.
In, out.
"More," I moan.
Mouths hovering but not touching, each breath is shared between us. I inhale his essence. He inhales mine. Our bodies slide together, learning the feel of each other. Every time he bottoms out inside me, his groin rubs deliciously against my clit. So deliciously. I may get another orgasm out of this.
"Yougonnacome one more time for me, kitten?"
He's a mind reader. "I...Ithink so," I pant between his movements.
"Yeah, you'regonnacome for me.Gonnacome all over this cock that's splitting this pussy open, getting my wife ready to be bred."
A hand slides down to my clit to rub firm circles. The stimulation, along with his words, tips me over the edge.Wife. His wife.I want to be bred by my husband. I want to give him a baby. Never in my life have I felt more feminine than now, with his massive strength surrounding me and manipulating my body at his will. I give in unreservedly to him, opening myself and my heart as an orgasm shoots through me like lightning. There's no escaping the sensations running rampant through me or the emotions that well up and break through the dam of my heart.I love you. I love you...
"Ohhhh, Amos...I love you," I gasp brokenly into his mouth. I can't believe I said it, but it's true. Oh, God, it's so true.
At my declaration, his hips falter between thrusts, then pound even harder. "Mercy, my sweet wife...I'mgonnacome—love you—so much—" Tensing up and groaning deeply, he gives five slow, forceful thrusts, burrowing his cock as deeply as he can while his cum shoots out. When his muscles relax, he collapses on top of me, dick still swallowed by my pussy.
His gasps ruffle my hair but his weight on top of me is just what I need. Now that everything is over, I feel vulnerable. Even more than when every bit of me was on display. As if I'll crumble and fade away if he doesn't anchor me to the earth.
"I need to clean you."
