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My wife lets out a moan as I slide two digits inside her. “Yes!”

Spurred on by her encouragement, I start to piston my fingers in and out of her as I find her mouth. I kiss her until I can hardly breathe, and then I make my way down the column of her throat to that dip between her collarbones.

She is panting hard now, making little mewls of pleasure that make me fucking happy. I’ve never cared about a woman’s enjoyment before. Their only job was to service me, but from the moment I met Sariah, I wanted to make it good for her. I want to give her things that I’ve never given anyone before. And not just because she’s beautiful, even though she is.

Sariah and I are lost souls, caught up in our families’ machinations. I didn’t lie when I said I was relieved it was her standing in front of me and not a stranger. I would have done my duty, but I feel better knowing she is mine.

I move down her body, trailing kisses along the length of her torso until I get to her belly. I press a kiss just above her pubic bone before I suck her clit. I keep my fingers moving in tandem with my tongue, driving her wild. She fists the sheets beneath her as if it can ground her, but it can’t. When I’m done with her, she’s going to be begging my name for release.

She doesn’t take long to build to her climax. I feel Sariah quake beneath me, her thighs twitching as her release grows. She twists her head to the side as she yells out my name, making my balls draw tighter. Her pussy still throbbing around my fingers, I pull out of her and push my boxers down my legs. I quickly grab a condom from the bedside table and roll it on. Then I line up my cock with her hole, pushing through her wetness so I can slide into her tight cunt. She grips my forearms as I press into her to the root. Fuck. I drag my bottom lip between my teeth as I try to keep control. This isn’t going to last long.

“Please, move,” she commands, this time the one giving the orders.

I do as she asks and drag my cock back out of her channel before slamming back inside. We both groan at the sensations that envelop us. My head feels fuzzy, delirious even. I can hardly focus on anything but pumping my hips back and forth. Fucking Sariah has always felt different, but knowing she’s my wife while I’m pounding her is a completely new experience. I feel connected to her in a way I’ve never felt to any other woman. I fucking like it.

I rotate my hips, pushing deeper inside her and hitting that spot that makes her arch her back off the bed.

I hold her hands over her head, pinning her down. She peers up at me with such trust in her eyes that I never want to fucking break it. “Luke….” She says my name as though she’s invoking it in fucking prayer. I’m no one’s saviour, but I find I want to be that for her.

I glide into her over and over, locking my eyes with hers. I can’t tear them away, and I don’t want to. I need to see her as she goes over the edge. Sariah pulls her bottom lip between her teeth as if she can silence her screams. Then her body vibrates and her pussy clenches and pulses, squeezing my dick. My balls draw up, and I let out a garbled sound as I spill inside her.

Breathing hard, I try not to collapse on top of her, even though that’s what I want to do. My legs feel like jelly, my whole body trembling in the aftermath of my orgasm.

I pull out of her and lie next to her, tugging her onto my chest. I kiss her forehead and she nuzzles against me. No matter what happens, I will keep my wife safe from those who mean to harm her, including her own father. No one will ever lay hands on Sariah in anger again. Part of me hopes that her father stands against us, because I have an overwhelming urge to put a bullet in that cunt.

Sariah Fraser is now my wife and I’ll do anything to protect her.

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