Hidden Pasts | 18+|

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yep. they're doing it. but this time is for real. hope you enjoy.
- sincerely, ZCandKM xx

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Anastasia's POV:

I knew that once I let him start, he wouldn't be able to stop - be able to control himself. If this is what he wants, I'll give it to him. It's the least I could do. Being there for Sebastian was my top priority right now. But I needed to make sure that he didn't hurt himself more in the process.

His wet kisses trailed down my neck as my head titled to the side, allowing him more access. Sebastian grabbed onto my thighs, pulling me closer to his length. I shivered as the cold marble touched my skin once again, enjoying the feeling slightly.

"Just... be careful Sebastian. I don't want your wounds getting worse." I said softly as he continued his work.

"I don't care baby. It's nothing, you sitting here in front of me like the beautiful woman you are eases my pain way more than medicine ever could." He responded, tucking my hair out of my face and kissing my jawline.

My legs wrapped around his waist gently, being careful not to put too much pressure on his bruises as I melted into him. Into the feeling of him. Lining himself up with my entrance, we looked in to each other's eyes, as I smiled while he studied my expression.

"You ready, love? You know I won't be able to stop if you-" Sebastian said, looking down worriedly. I could tell he was thinking about my condition as well, if I was mentally up for this.

"Shhh" I hushed, brushing his hair back with my hands and cupping his cheek. "I want you to.... don't stop. I want you so fucking badly."

He breathed out as he suddenly thrusted himself in to me as I inhaled sharply. It's been a little while since we've done this so I needed some time to adjust but once I did, I moaned loudly as my back repeatedly hit the mirror behind me, echoing outside the bathroom. This was the first time as husband and wife and to me, it felt more intense. Like we had more to explore, more to experience.

"Fucking hell baby." Sebastian growled into my ear, eliciting another moan from me.

"Don't.... Stop... Shit." I yelled in unison with his powerful thrusts. The feeling between my thighs felt different than before, it was indescribable. Too good to put into words, and I knew he felt it too. I could've came right at that moment but I waited for him to be close too, despite my orgasm building with every thrust.

Throwing his head back, I started to leave small kisses on his neck also, grabbing onto his broad shoulders for support.

Sebastian groaned as I clenched around his length, his thrusts getting deeper and deeper. I was all over the place, he made me feel so fucking good that I didn't know what to do with myself.

Sebastian's POV:

Just the sight of my wife moaning in front of me turned me on so much that we might even be here all night. And the fact that she was moaning my name made me lose my shit. I completely forgot about what had happened as my pain was replaced instantly with the pleasure of me inside of her. Oh fuck. I missed this.

She was holding onto me for support, her nails digging into my back while she bit my shoulder,  muffling her screams which I found so fucking attractive even though I wanted to hear her sounds and alert everyone in the house that she's mine. She's my wife, my rock, my angel.

"I cant stand this anymore." I whispered huskily and her eyes immediately snapped up to mine, looking at me confused. I bit my lip as I pulled out of her, instantly missing the feeling of her tightness.