Blessedly, the ceremony is over shortly as I watch Rhydian slide a gold band up my finger. I do the same to him, repeating the matching vows to love and cherish him forever. The pastor pronounces us husband and wife, and Rhydian takes me in his arms.
I squeal as he dips me backward and seals our marriage with a bruising kiss.
Riotous applause erupts as yellow and white petals are thrown into the air. My arms wrap around his neck as I kiss him back with fervor. He groans as our tongues slick together. Reaching beneath my knees, he scoops me into his arms and turns us from the crowd.
A feast is to be held, but my husband has his sights set on devouring something else. I call out thanks to our attendants over his shoulder. Rhydian’s pace picks up as our house comes into view. He carries me over the threshold and slams the door shut with enough force to crack the hinges.
“Impatient, husband?” I ask.
He huffs, stomping towards our bedroom in the back. Atop the bed are more white and gold flower petals. Rhydian sets me down on them. His fingers make quick work of the lacing at theback of my gown. Together we shuck off my corset and dress with trembling fingers.
Once I am naked, save for the gauzy white stocking prowling up my legs, Rhydian steps back to admire me. The bulge in his pants makes my mouth water.
“Fuck, Bloom. How are you even more beautiful today than yesterday? Then this morning?”
Wonder threads through every word. I smile up at him as I fall back on the bed. The soft sheets caress my naked skin.
“Because I’m your wife now.” I beckon him forward with a finger. “And I need my husband inside of me for the first time.”
Rhydian growls as he comes down on top of me. I love the feeling of his weight along my body. He’s so powerful and yet incredibly gentle with me. His velvety skin rasps against my nipples as his mouth descends on mine.
The rich scent of his skin invades my lungs as his tongue slides into my mouth. It mimics the way he thrusts into my body. Dominating, commanding. I open my mouth wide to let more of him. I feel him everywhere—in my blood and carved into my bones.
His fingers tease down my body, eliciting goosebumps.
Releasing my mouth, he trails open-mouth kisses down my chest. Pausing to taste each of my breasts, he groans as he squeezes the fleshy mounds. Licking and biting his way across my stomach, he settles between my splayed thighs.
Cupping me under my knees, he presses me up and back until I’m bare to his hungry gaze.
“Pretty little pussy. Look at how wet she is for me. Needy for my tongue—my cock. My seed still clings to her, and yet she needs more.”
“Please, Rhydian. Taste me. Fill me.”
He grins before savoring my pussy in one long lick.
I moan as he does, tossing my head back. Teasing me again, his tongue trails lower. I feel the wet glide of his slick muscles against my back entrance. I scream as he gently prods it, my face on fire.
“One day, I’ll claim this little hole too.” His eyes glow anew. “But for tonight, it’s all about your pussy. I need to spill it all inside you. Get you pregnant if you aren’t already.”
“Please, please!”
“I need a taste first, Bloom.” A wicked grin curves his lips shiny with my arousal. “Come quick, so I can give you what you really want.”
His lips latch onto my clit. I moan as his fingers spear into my entrance. First two, then he adds a third to pump me roughly. My hips rise from the bed to work myself against his face. My climax is already looming with the promise of his cock on the line.
I love when he devours me. Love the feeling of his snout nuzzling into my most intimate flesh. Gripping his smooth horns in my hands, I hold him tight to my entrance and grind out my release.
His blunt teeth nip my clit, and I erupt.
Arousal sprays from me and soaks the linen of his shirt. Rhydian gets to work licking me clean. For as pleasant and quick as my release was, the first climax always leaves me wanting more. I need to be filled by Rhydian’s cock to reach true completion. Sometimes, in the heady afterglow of our lovemaking, I’ll keep him inside of me just to have the physical reminder of our connection.
The soreness in the morning is always worth it.
I watch through heavy eyes as Rhydian strips off his clothes. A gasp leaves my lips once he’s bare to me. My eyes trace over every harsh muscle before resting on his massive cock. Seed trickles down his shaft as he roughly smears it all over the head.
“Keep those pretty thighs open for me, wife. I have more seed to give your little cunt.”
Biting my lip, I slide my legs open as wide as they’ll go. Rhydian kneels between my legs before roughly smacking his cock on my clit. I moan as he glides his length through my wetness before tucking it into my entrance.
