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I kiss her neck. “As soon as we finish with this ceremony, you are mine. Try not to get too wet thinking about it.”

“I won’t.” She snorts out a laugh.

The ceremony goes on as planned. Her father walks her down the aisle. We kiss, and the people cheer joyously. As our guests continued to enjoy the party, I stole my bride. Of course, I lie and say we need to change since we will be heading off on our honeymoon and want to be comfortable, but I have other plans. I refuse to wait hours to have my wife fully. We seem like teenage virgins who just got told there won’t be any adults in the home for the night.

I chase my wife upstairs into the closest room. I exhale, “Finally.”

Reyna stands in front of me with her back to me. My eyes go to the lacing on the back of her dress. But before I do that, I turn her around so I can look into my wife’s eyes. “This whole time, you will face me. Do you understand?”

She doesn’t say anything, but her breathing becomes scattered as she waits for my next move. I push her against the nearest wall and kiss her deeply while my hands make work of the laces on the back of her dress.

Reyna’s sweet, muffled moans carry to my ears, heightening my enjoyment. To my surprise, she pulls away once I unlace the back of her dress and watch it fall to the ground. She steps out of it with nothing else under her.

Her manicured fingers touch the buttons on my shirt. “Promise you’ll be gentle.” She pouts, but I know she wants anything but.

“Not a chance.” I darken.

Reyna

Kyro lifts me effortlessly and sets me down on the bed. I took the initiative and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the mural of tattoos covering his chest. With every inch that I remove from his shirt, I can see more of his tattoos appearing.

I hate to admit it, but I’m nervous. He’s been inside me already, but only anal. This is…different. Ivan was the last man to be inside my pussy and now his best friend will.

My hand traces over his bandages gently to not hurt him. I then move my fingers into his dress pants and pull playfully, which causes him to smile. I like his playful side. Sometimes he’s too serious.

His pants come undone effortlessly, exposing the snug-fitting boxer briefs beneath. His bulge is bursting. Using two fingers, I lower it down and reveal the ultimate reward. His cock is hard and ready.

I go to lick his sturdy cock, but Kyro puts his hand on my chin. “Suck me off after it’s coated in your cum.” He smirks.

This man…he’s just…

He pulls the rest of his clothes off until he stands before me, completely nude. He pushes me down on the bed. With half his weight on me, his blue eyes stare into my own as his fingers push inside me. My breath hitched with each digit inserted.

“I see you aremorethan ready.” He says in between kisses as he removes his fingers. He then lubricated his cock with the liquid he collected from my pussy.

The look in Kyro’s eyes is not that soft look he gives me when he kisses me. The way he looks at me feels territorial, like he’s staking his claim.

I’m so distracted by the soft kisses he’s leaving on my chest; I don’t realize he had left dark marks.

“Stop that,” I growl.

“This body is mine and I will mark it however I please, mine to build and destroy.” His wicked smile pressed against my stomach.

“Don’t be stupid.” I tense up with my hand gripping his shoulder. My eyes shut from the soft touches.

Without warning, he lifts and enters inside me for the first time, and I gasp. “Open your eyes. I told you not to close them. Don’t make me repeat myself. When I make love to you, I don’t just want you to just feelmy cock filling you. I want you to look into my eyes and feel every ounce of my feelings for you.” His honesty is something I could never mirror.

Kyro pushes deeper inside me as he hovers over me. I could feel his hand, cautious and deliberate, resting on the beginning of my thigh while my legs were lifted. His other hand keeps his weight off me as it sits on the bed on my right side.

At this moment, all I feel is warmth and pleasure. I wrap my arms around his thick neck and push his head down so that I may feel what he wants to convey to me.

He suddenly snickers softly. “What?” I narrow.

Those blue eyes softly gaze at me. “I noticed you stopped taking your birth control.”

I tried to look away, a bit embarrassed that he noticed, “Well, I’m done escorting, and you are my husband, so there is no reason to keep taking them, I guess. Besides, I hated taking them.”

“Don’t move,” he commanded before pushing his thick cock back inside me. Wait, maybe I shouldn’t have told him that.

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