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“Cat, you are so beautiful.”
“Fuck me.”
“What?”
“Fuck. Me. Every time we’re together, it’s like a magic moment outside of space and time. It’s the only time you really understand how much I love you, Hugo. So fuck me, so I can show you how much I want to marry you.”
“I believe you, Catherinelle. I just wanted you to be sure.”
“Too late to make amends. Now I’m in the mood.” I snuck my hands to his belt and grabbed his length that was already hard, almost like he could feel my desire.
“Catherinelle, I don’t want to ruin your dress, baby.”
“Do you want me, or not?”
“Do I want you?” The words sounded like an insult. “You look like my wildest fantasy. You know the answer to that question will be yes ‘till the day I die.”
It was hard to move because of the many layers my skirt had, but I managed to drag my white lace panties to the side and slip his dick inside me. I picked that bridal lingerie trousseau specially to make his delight later today when he’d be ripping it off of me and I was happy he couldn’t see anything because of the wedding dress.
The moment he filled me, we both exhaled in release. It was like finding our way home. All that sensual chemistry was making my hairs go up and my nipples pucker.
“Baby girl, you’re the best thing that ever happened to me. Only you.” I went down and let him kiss him the only way he knew how – like our lives depended on it. “This is not what I imagined when I thought about making love with you in your wedding dress.”
“This is not what I imagined when I thought about the day I’d marry you, Hugo. This is much better.” I slowly moved up and down on his shaft a couple of times and he moaned, drops of sweat starting to gather on his forehead. “Do you love me, Hugo Mustafa?”
“More than my miserable life.”
“Do you wanna marry me?”
“As far as I’m concerned, you’ve been my wife since the first night we’ve been together. There is no one else and there will never be.”
I licked my lips and leaned to whisper into his ear.
“Then fuck your wife, Monster.”
That’s all he needed to hear. Hugo started thrusting inside me, topping me from underneath and making me slave to his love again. The ecstasy was addictive, but no drug could compare with having my man defiling me while we were covered in virginal white lace, in the back of an alley. This was us and us was always perfect.
“Fuck, baby girl, you feel so damn good. You always did. My filthy little princess.”
“Just for you, Monster.”
The words pushed him over the edge and he grabbed my neck, holding me tight while his hips kept moving and soon, we both found that release that we so desperately needed. I screamed his name and he bit my shoulder to smother his cuss words, marking my skin. Neither of us cared that in this dress my shoulders were exposed and everyone would see the bite mark. I wanted them to know. It’s why I wanted this big wedding. I wanted my family to invite everyone they knew from every corner of the world, so they would all know I belonged to Hugo Mustafa. I was his princess and he was my monster.
That was our story. We did get married in front of a sea of people that cheered for us and I said my vows with Hugo by my side, the mark made by his teeth on my skin, and his seed dripping in my panties.
