Page 138 of Octavius's Oath


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Tugging her hair, I slowly escape her mouth and she frowns at me, only to squeal in surprise when I grab her and throw her on the bed.

She bounces on it a little, huffing and puffing before erupting into loud laughter. It turns into a moan when I grab her hips and pull so she ends up lying on her back, her hair splayed all over her. I settle between her spread legs. “Octavius,” she whispers, gripping the sheets and meeting my eyes. “Take me, darling.”

“No, kitten.” I rip her panties away and breathe in her scent, rubbing my cheeks over the inside of her thighs. “First I have to taste you.” Sliding my hands under her ass, I lift her up to me and place my mouth on her as she cries out, her back arching.

Stabbing my tongue into her, I roam between her folds, loving her taste, and then lick her from bottom to clit, trapping it between my lips and sucking on it hard.

She hisses, gripping the sheets harder while she puts the heel of her foot on my shoulder when I skim my mouth back, biting on her flesh before thrusting into her again and again as she writhes on the bed and whimpers under my touch.

She starts to grind her hips in sync with me, her pussy clamping around me, but she groans in protest when I lick her up and down as lust consumes us both, destroying everything around us. It urges me to take what she willingly offers and once again show her that we belong to each other.

My whole body buzzes with need and anticipation, my dick so hard and ready to fuck her hard, satisfying every cell in her so nothing but me remains in her mind.

“Octavius, please. Stop it!” she begs, yet continuing her movements and desperately trying to chase the release I’m denying her.

Because tonight we’re coming apart in each other’s arms so there is no doubt, no secrets, or anything else between us.

Whatever love this is must be just a fraction of what I’m feeling toward Isla because I can’t find words to properly describe my feelings that have the power to burst me open and glue me back anew as long as she’s by my side.

Gliding my tongue up and down several more times, I place a final kiss on her flesh, promising to give it more attention in the future, and drag my mouth upward.

I rub my chin over her flushed and flawless skin, leaving small bites and kisses on her flesh as she shivers under my attention, moving restlessly on my bed, “Octavius.”

“I know, kitten,” I whisper, sucking on her belly and causing one more hickey to appear, satisfaction rushing through me despite no one ever seeing it but me.

My woman has my marks of ownership and until the day I die, she’ll have them because there won’t be a day where I wouldn’t want to remind her she’s mine.

My hands glide up her thighs, opening her up for me as I settle again between her legs, and the air gets trapped in my lungs at the sheer beauty that’s my wife.

She hisses when I bite on the underside of her breast before soothing the sting with my tongue, drifting it upward and circling her nipple. She arches up, her fingers tangling in my hair once again as she presses me to her. “Octavius, stop teasing.”

Her pussy is dripping for me but how could I leave her perfect breasts without any attention? That would be a crime.

“Patience is a virtue, kitten,” I whisper and draw her nipple in my mouth, wrapping her legs around me. She moans when I move my mouth to the other one, repeating the action until her grip becomes painful as she writhes under me. “Kitten.”

She meets my gaze when I place my elbows on either side of her, caging her in, and mischief dances in her eyes filled with so much adoration, it hurts and heals my soul at the same time.

Isla is a gift and I shouldn’t be selfish enough to keep her and yet…when it comes to her I always will be.

No one will ever want, need, crave and…love her as much as I do, so even if there is a better and more suitable man for her…he can go and fuck himself.

I’m never ever letting my woman go.

She moans when I swipe the tip of my dick over her slit, throwing her head back, and I lick her throat, drifting my mouth toward hers. “Isla.” I scrape my teeth over her chin and finally reach her lips, our breaths mingling while her nails cut into my nape. She brings me closer to her, leaving no space between us while thunder roars outside. Despite the heavy rain, moonlight streams through the window, letting me see her sheer joy and need for me. “You’re my everything, kitten.” That’s all the warning I give her as I thrust into her hard, her pussy stretching around me, and we both catch a breath at the connection, her eyes locked on mine. “Isla,” I whisper when she pulls me down for a hot kiss, swallowing my growl, and I moan as I slide back, only to push forward again, shifting us on the bed.

To be inside my wife is…everything.

Because when I’m inside her, there are no right or wrong, goodness or evilness, light or darkness.

We are just us, two people whose souls and hearts are so deeply entwined they cannot imagining living without each other. A fact our bodies love to prove to us every single time. Because desire envelops us, pumping need and want through our veins and awakening everything in us to be fully aware of this glorious and fucking scary moment.

After my good-for-nothing past, I never expected to give power over myself to anyone, let alone a woman, but right now…I place my trust in my wife because I know she won’t ever use my vulnerability against me.

No, she’ll cherish it and keep it safe, giving me every inch of herself right back.

Her nails dig into my back, her legs wrapping tighter around me, while I continue to drive into her hard and fast, enjoying her whimpers in my throat while her pussy clamps around me, alerting me to how close she is to a release.

She pushes her mouth away, gulping for breath, although her hips still meet mine with each stroke. I bury my face in the crook of her neck, her scent surrounding me, and the desire within me grows even bigger, tension rising higher inside me. She moans louder when I speed up my thrusts, welcoming the tickling sensations forming in my lower back and skimming upward, and that’s when she comes apart, hugging me tight while her pussy spasms around me, clenching me for everything it’s worth.

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