Thrusting in and out, I eased her body to accept my intrusion. Strawberry surrounded us, smelling sickly sweet.
"Now how does it feel?" I rocked my hips. "See what you're doing to me, Tess. I'm so fucking hard. No other pain in my body compares to the ache in my balls from needing you." My voice rasped over her, scattering goosebumps on her skin.
She panted. Little pulses of energy hijacked her spine, tipping upward to meet my touch. "It still feels strange. And wrong."
I chuckled, pressing deeper. "There's nothing wrong about this, esclave." I bit her shoulder again. Every passing second drained me of sweetness, giving me the darkness I knew so well. My thigh twinged, the muscles in my torso were sore and stiff, but I couldn't stop.
I rubbed against her hip, gritting my teeth as a sharp wave of release threatened to explode. "Goddammit," I growled. I'm so fucking turned on.
Tess breathed, "More … don't let me overthink it. Give me more."
I groaned; my frayed self-control snapped a little. "You want, and I'll give. Your wishes are the reason I'm alive."
Withdrawing my finger, I unfolded another, probing at her entry. I gave her no warning or time to adjust. Two fingers breached her body.
She bit the sheets, a groan erupting from her lips. Her heart slammed against my chest.
Tugging the leash, reminding her I owned her life, I whispered, "Are you afraid, esclave?" I pressed a row of kisses along her neck. I needed to be closer-which was fucking ridiculous 'cause I half lay on her already. I wanted to blanket her. I wanted to lie on top of my wife and let her know there would be no escape from me. Ever. I wanted her to know my body would protect hers, all while taking payment in the most delicious ways.
Holding my weight on one arm, I fucked her with my fingers.
She nodded. "Will it hurt?"
For a second, I considered pulling away and sliding into her pussy instead. Her wet heat was so fucking close. It would be so easy to enter and come. The monster in me agreed, growling at the thought of spanking her, punishing her for not being strong enough to give me what I wanted.
But tonight was special.
Tonight was the first night of the rest of our lives. I wanted to celebrate with something we would never forget. I fucking needed her. So damn much. I wouldn't deny myself.
"It won't if you don't fight. Do you trust me?"
Removing my fingers, I leaned back to spurt a generous amount of gel onto my cock. The instant the cold liquid hit my overheated tip, I groaned. Sparking pleasure erupted in a small cloudy bead, mixing with the lube. Fuck me, I almost came.
How the hell was I supposed to touch myself and enter her without blowing?
My heartbeat crashed against my ribs. Angling Tess below, I arched my hips.
Tess sucked in a breath. I shuddered with lust, hovering over her like a demon possessed. My cock dripped with strawberries, wedged between her ass cheeks.
"Yes. I trust you."
I drew blood, biting my lip to stop myself from driving into her. My eyes turned gritty and sore-need thickened my blood.
Tess looked behind, her eyes tracing my chest to where we joined in a sticky mess of pink gel. "Do it, Q. Don't make me wait." Her voice wobbled but a small tinge of passion hid within her fear. Her hips rocked, gluing us together.
"Goddammit, Tess. You're seriously overestimating my self-control not to hurt you. I want you. So. Fucking. Bad." My hips thrust of their own accord. "Having you like this, it's driving me insane."
She smiled softly, feeding off my need, relaxing into the power I gave her. "I told you. I trust you." Her hand came up, wrapping around the base of my cock.
Goddammit to fucking hell. My elbows gave out; I crashed against her body. A throaty growl erupted from my chest sounding exactly like the beast inside. "Esclave-"
Her tight little fingers stroked my girth-stealing every thought, every pain-taking me completely prisoner. "Yes, maître?"
I couldn't remember my name, let alone speak. Her fingers spread the gel from tip to base, squeezing the throbbing erection until my head pounded. My teeth were dust from clenching so hard. I couldn't do it anymore.
"Arch your back. I can't wait any longer." I tore a pillow from the top of the bed, wedging it beneath her hips. Her mouth popped wide as her ass presented at the perfect height.
I fisted my cock, rearing back to sit over her. My legs screamed at the sheet against my stitches but I was past fucking caring.
Tess looked over her shoulder. Her eyes wide, face white, but her breathing wasn't panicked. Slowly she reached to her ass, spreading her cheeks.