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In the beat of silence, surprise crosses her face, a proud smile teasing her lips. She sways the hand clutching the knife in the air as if not affected by my words. “Whatever, keep it. You’re insufferable.”
But she doesn’t leave, which fills my black heart with wondrous things I’ve never experienced before.
I arch a brow teasingly. “Missed me?”
“Did you get checked?” she asks me instead.
In one moment, she is on her side, the next, she straddles me and glides the knife up and down my torso.
“If you make me bleed again, I will do the same.”
She digs the blade into my pectoral, tilting her head. “Oops, my bad.”
I grip her waist and place her under me.
“Afraid?”
“You wish.”
I grab the knife from her hand. Her eyes burrow into mine, filled with challenge. Up and down, I glide the knife, and I pick the skin between her breasts.
“Fucking asshole.”
I smile, dropping the knife next to us, and I lick the singular drop of blood. She gushes all over my hand when I play with her pussy while sucking on her nipple. She writhes under me, and I release it with a pop, going for the other.
“You like it, dirty girl?”
She arches her back, and I stare at her before dipping my head and offering the same attention to her other nipple. This woman is perfect for me. If there was someone made to align with my dark soul, it’s her. She licks the place she cut, biting my chest. I groan and thrust inside her.
I say between thrusts, “Marking me?”
“Are you jealous I am better at this than you?”
She shouldn’t have said that. I angle her head to the side and suck on her neck. She’s so far gone in her pleasure, she won’t realize until after we’re done how thoroughly I’ve marked her. I wrap my fingers around her neck, squeezing a bit, and it’s what pushes her over the edge.
Her nails scratch at my neck and she drains my cock as she comes. I pull out and watch my cum trickle down her slit, but I push it back inside where it belongs. When I pull my fingers out, my cum and her juices mix. I trail my fingers up her belly, circling her nipples, and write my name on her chest. She studies my every move.
“You love marking me. Why?”
“You’re my woman. Mine. At times, I have to remind myself I’m not fucking dreaming.” If I could live in this moment forever as my wife’s eyes are filled with warmth, I would.
I drop on top of her and still when she caresses my back. But it’s as if me stiffening pulls her out of her trance, and she shoves me off her.
I roll onto my back and watch her sway out of the room, cum dripping down her thighs. I will never let her go. Who needs trust when I have her body willingly?
She screams, and I shoot off the bed, getting ready to fucking murder someone. Inside the main bedroom, I find her in the bathroom, eyes wide in the mirror before shooting me a death glare.
“Are you out of your damn mind?”
“Next time, don’t provoke me.”
She trails her fingers over her neck. “Have you seen this monstrosity?”
“I put it there, so what do you think?” I grin at the hickey on her neck. I could beat my chest.
She marches into the room, shaking her head in disbelief.
“And we’re having dinner with my parents on Friday.”
