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He leaned over her to whisper in her ear. “You shall have my cock, and my fingers. You shall have everything, my love, just as you deserve. But first, you will accept five more strokes. Hard ones this time. I am done being gentle with you.”
Roselyn groaned as he stepped away. There was a swish as his belt split the air, then it landed with renewed fury against her already tender buttocks. She abandoned any attempt to stifle her scream.
“My love, you will wake our baby.”
“I apologise. I will be quiet.”
“Thank you.” He repositioned himself, and landed the next stripe, this time across the backs of both thighs.
Roselyn swallowed her agonised squeal and stamped both feet rapidly as the pain sank in, then dissipated.
“Three to go. Shall we do this quickly now?”
“Yes,” Roselyn ground out. “Yes, please, sir.”
Blair was as good as his word. One stroke wrapped itself around her right buttock, the next fell to the left. He paused and Roselyn held her breath. She knew this last one would shatter her already scrambled senses.
“You have tensed up. I shall wait until you are quite relaxed, your gorgeous bottom soft for me again. I would like you to spread your legs wide also. Then we shall finish.”
It took an effort of will, but Roselyn managed to compose herself in readiness, softening her taut muscles enough to satisfy her husband. She widened her stance and actually arched her back as though to offer her delicate lips up for this most brutal of kisses.
Blair swung the belt one last time, and caught her across both lower curves and her exposed pussy. Pain exploded, pleasure drowned everything. Roselyn’s body convulsed as her release rocked her, shattering her control and shimmering right out to her fingertips and her toes. She collapsed onto the bed, clinging to the blankets as wave after wave of pain-tinged pleasure surged through her.
Then she was in Blair’s arms, his lips in her hair, his soft, beloved voice murmuring his love, his encouragement, his adoration. She reached for him, found the scratchy stubble of his jaw. He kissed her palm, then tumbled her onto her back. Her upper body was fully clothed still, her lower limbs naked and hurting, her bottom throbbing in agony as he pressed her into the bed.
Blair lifted and spread her legs, shoving her knees over each of his shoulders as he loosened his braies and drove his cock deep into her. Roselyn thrust her hips at him in her frenzied response, seeking more, seeking deeper, harder, faster.
Blair leaned over her, forcing her legs higher and wider, then he withdrew his cock and surged forth again, and again. He filled her, stretched her, claimed every inch of her as he answered her desperate, keening need. It was quick, this coupling. It was primitive and ancient, animalistic almost, but this was what they both wanted, what they needed.
Roselyn buried her face in Blair’s shoulder, tried in vain to stifle her cries of fulfilment when her arousal peaked again. He made no such effort as he shouted his pleasure. He slammed into her one last time then remained motionless as his semen rushed forth to fill her with its wet, life-affirming heat.
A daughter. Yes, we shall have another daughter next. That was Roselyn’s final conscious thought before she stopped thinking altogether and her body went limp.
The End
