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Chastity tastes like sin and temptation, and I love it. Christ, I couldn’t even wait until I was all the way inside of the apartment to start undressing her. She gasps and I toss her onto my bed after crossing the threshold of my bedroom.
Stripping off my jacket, I don’t even pay attention to where it lands as I throw it. My one goal in life is to be inside of my wife as soon as humanly possible. But first, I need her to scream my name as she rides my face.
“Little Sinner, I suggest you start getting undressed, unless you want me to tear the dress off you,” I growl. I can’t even tell you what’s come over me as I watch her squeak and begin to follow my command.
I am so impatient. I shred my shirt, pulling it open. Chastity’s jaw drops as she watches the buttons fly everywhere, and I bare my teeth at her.
“I’m feeling very impatient, Beautiful,” I warn, leaving my torn shirt open as I toe off my shoes.
Quickly, my gorgeous bride finishes pushing her dress down to her waist, showing off more of her body. She’s wearing this pretty lacy lingerie, and I grin at the idea of tearing it from her body. I can’t control myself as my mouth waters at the sight of her.
My belt comes off next and I wonder if she’ll let me bind her wrists with it. Deciding to play it by ear, I toss it to the side.
Releasing my cock, I stroke it lazily as I drop my pants as well. Chastity stands from the bed, and the dress pools at her feet.
Striding towards her, I grab her around the waist, hauling her back onto the mattress.
“Since you’ve left the lingerie on, I’m taking it as permission to remove it however I want, Wife. Is this an acceptable option?” I rumble.
Chastity nods at me with wide eyes, her hands tugging on my hair as I kiss down her neck.
“Yes, I feel like lingerie shouldn’t last further than the wedding night, or something like that.” She moans as I suck on a sensitive spot between her neck and her shoulder.
“Fuck, I think that’s a great rule, Little Sinner.” I chuckle.
Chastity shivers as my voice plays over her body.
“There’s so much I want to do to you tonight. I know that this is our first time, so if you ever want to stop, or it’s too much—”
“I won’t… I mean, I want everything with you, Levi. Replace every bad memory with so many orgasms that I’ll only think of your cock inside of me,” Chastity begs, blushing.
She doesn’t ever talk like this, and I decide I need to hear dirty words come out of her mouth more often. Maybe only for me, though. I’m feeling very possessive, which is why I vetoed the typical Society bullshit for my wedding night. My rank is a secret inside of The Locked Souls Society, which is why I can infiltrate organizations and towns for information. No one knows me, and it works well.
When a legacy member of The Society marries, they usually require some kind of proof of consummation. In some cases, they would insist on watching. However, because Chastity’s brother is the Dragon, he helped me circumvent this archaic tradition. They can listen at the door for all I fucking care, because these walls aren’t thick.
However, my time with Chastity tonight is finite, and I plan to give her what she wants. A chance to have the first time she should have had, erasing the bad memories of her past.
Pushing up the lacy dress-like material, I shove my nose against her covered pussy, inhaling deeply.
Chastity whimpers, causing me to pull the scrap of lace she calls underwear off with my teeth.
“Levi,” she gasps, and I grin.
“Yes, Little Sinner?” I entertain, licking her pretty pink lips with my tongue. “You taste so fucking good. Come ride my face.”
Twisting so our positions are flipped, she squeals and sits up on my chest, looking down at me.
Grabbing the bottom of the lingerie, I rip it easily until it’s hanging open. Rolling her eyes, she shrugs it off.
“Hold onto the headboard in front of you and ride my face,” I demand.
She’s currently hovering over me, and I pull her firmly down. Moaning, she grinds on my mouth as I lap at her core. Chastity is soaking wet, and I suck harder on her clit as I hold her tightly against me.
“Levi,” she whines, her hands leaving the headboard to massage her tits. Spanking her hard, I growl, lifting her a bit so I can talk.
“Hands on the headboard. Do you want to be a good girl so you can come, or are you spending your wedding night as my cum rag?” I ask.
Her pupils are blown, her lips parting in surprise.
