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“With me, baby,” I pant. “With me this time.”

As soon as her walls contract and she’s crying out her release, I slam into her a few more times before, finally, I scream out her name in the most intense orgasm I have ever had.

Tears stream down her face but I know, based on the look in her eyes, that it’s not out of sadness or pain.

“I love you, my beautiful wife,” I say, slowly pulling out of her.

Between her little winces of pain and the blood on my cock, I feel like the biggest male that has ever graced this planet.

“Please, don’t write this part in your little journal to our future kids,” she says.

Falling to her side, I pull her into my arms, laughing with so much joy that it’s overflowing.

She doesn’t know it yet, but I had her motorcycle fixed. She enjoys riding on the back of my bike, but I can see in her eyes that she misses being the one behind the handlebars. I don’t plan on telling her until we get home.

Remembering the promise I made to her father, to not let her forget who she is, she also has a new cut with both Phantoms and Obsidian logos on the back. With both president’s approval, of course. I can’t wait to see her face when I give them to her.

For now, I hold her close, tracing my fingers against her stomach as we bask in the glow of our passionate lovemaking. I’m not sure if her body is healed enough to carry children, but I dream that one day, our very own little one will be growing in her belly as I trace my fingers against the swell.

But, if not, that’s okay, too. No matter how we have our children, I know she’s going to be a good mom.

“Viper,” she says softly.

“Yes, little one,” I smile, loving the nickname I’ve always called her.

“I have to pee,” she says causing me to laugh.

I help her stand and watch as she struts to the bathroom.

“Stop looking at my ass,” she says, swaying that ass more than normal.

“I own that ass,” I say. “I can watch it as much as I want.”

“Hmm,” she says, looking over her shoulder. “I seem to remember you taking ownership over my mouth and my pussy. So far, my ass is one hundred percent completely unowned.”

Oh, that little…

Rushing forward, I toss my naughty bride over my shoulder and throw her on the bed.

“Viper,” she laughs. “I still have to pee.”

“Later,” I growl. “I was going to be nice and work my way into that ass of yours. I’m not exactly small, am I, baby? But it seems as if my naughty wife likes a little pain, so buckle up, Bitsy. You challenged me on my wedding night. Prepare to be owned to your very fucking soul.”

Her laughter fades to moans as I lean in and get to owning everything she offers.

The End

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