Vengeful Matrimony | ✔️

Chapter 52

GISELLE

"Put your hands on the wall, and keep them there," Nicholas whispered in my ear, pressing a hand into the center of my back. "Arch your back and spread your legs for me. Let me see how much sucking my cock got you prepped for me."

I got into position, looking at him over my shoulder, so I got his reaction when he saw how wet the oral session had made me. He didn't disappoint. His eyes flashed with lust as he crowded my space, running the tip of his cock along my slit.

"Look at the mess you made of your pussy from getting used like a slut. I think you enjoy this more than I do."

I wiggled my hips, trying to get him inside of me while grinning at him. "What gave that away?"

He grabbed my chin roughly, pressing a rough kiss against my lips. "Needy girl."

I moaned, kissing him back with the same eagerness. His lips tasted like my next addiction. I couldn't get enough of him, his scent, his dominance. Everything. It all felt too good. "Now, fuck me, so everyone knows who this pussy belongs to."

"Cristo, you're pure evil."

I winked at him, nipping his bottom lip like he always did mine whenever he kissed me. "You love it."

He chuckled, his eyes warm and filled with affection. "Don't I know it?"

He claimed me with one deep thrust, drawing a whimper out of me. God, he felt so good. My eyes fell shut on instinct, succumbing to the pleasure that overrode my system.

"Let me see those eyes, baby," he crooned, pinching my nipple until the bud tightened to the point of pain. "Let me see what only I can do to you."

I dragged my eyes open, meeting his passion-filled gaze with a sultry look of my own.

"So fucking beautiful," he rasped, burying his face in my neck. He inhaled deeply. "Smell fucking addictive, too."

My walls tightened involuntarily around him, and in return, he groaned into my ear. He'd called me a lot of things, but beautiful wasn't one of them.

"You think I'm beautiful?"

He brought his head up to meet my gaze again. "More than you could ever imagine." He slammed in deep, jerking my body forward, and I arched my back further, pushing back to meet his thrusts. He was impossibly deep, pushing against my cervix.

"Every. Fucking. Inch," he growled, burying every inch inside on every word and grinding deep. "Perfect."

He plunged his dick in and out of my slick cunt mercilessly. His labored breath filled my ears, accompanying the cries that tumbled out of my mouth with every pump of his cock. He brought his hand down my ass, smacking hard while his other hand rolled my clit. I almost blacked out, choking on a scream as I came around his cock.

"You like it when I spank your naughty ass?" He purred, driving his cock balls deep into my spasming pussy. "Look at you clinging onto my cock like a desperate whore. You missed this, didn't you? You like it when I make you mine."

I was incapable of words, watching as his eyes darkened by the second. I was fighting to keep my eyes open on his orders.

"I can feel your cum dripping down my balls, baby. You gonna squirt for me again?" He tweaked my nipples with his fingers, teasing the sensitive buds until they hurt, but it felt so good, effectively jumbling my pleasure and pain receptors.

"Anything you want." I clamped my hand down on his hand closed around one breast, holding myself up with my other hand as his thrusts turned punishing. "Give me more." My pussy walls fluttered around his girth, welcoming every thrust. God, I was going to be so sore before the day ended, and I didn't regret it one bit.