How to tame my beastly husband

Chapter 1 The Beast

Annette grabbed at the sheets of the bed as her body rocked violently. She was on the trembling edge of consciousness. Her legs were shaking under her, pitiful.

But the muscular hands that reached from behind her were not ready to let her rest. The man grabbed her, lifting her curving ass back up again, and as he did his hips pounded ferociously.

The thing that struck her so deeply inside was hard and heavy and the insides of her legs were sticky with their fluidxs. He had already been driving into her for hours with no sign of exhaustion.

“Mmm…mmm, now, stop…” Annette begged, sobbing. She was completely exhausted.

With her long, disheveled blonde hair spread across the bed, her skin flushed and her eyes filled with tears, she was so lovely and tantalizing, any man would have wanted to chew her up.

I’m going to swallow her whole one day.

The man looked down at Annette, his blue eyes monstrous with that thought. The man’s body pinned her down, so large and muscular that no one behind him could have glimpsed Annette’s petite body.

Every time he rammed his thick p3nis deep inside he, a rumbling groan escaped him, and Annette felt as if she were being assaulted by a beast. Her petite body shuddered.

“It’s…it’s too hard, slow…down, ahhh, now stop…please?”

A teardrop slid down her pale cheek. The man paused for a moment, and then remembered to pretend he was unaffected by her pitiful pleas. His hand skimmed under her, his fingers over her cl!toris, and Annette trembled as he teased her heated opening. Those fingers were hard and roughened from practice with swords, stimulating her all the more.

Pretending not to notice her sensitivity, he mischievously flicked her swollen cl!toris, and Annette moaned as the exhilarating pleasure washed through her body.

Withdrawing his hand, he showed it to her. The fingers that had touched her were slippery with her fluids.

The man licked the translucent honey from his fingers, the corners of his mouth stretching in a cruel smirk.

“You want me to stop? That’s funny, when the mouth down here is holding me so tightly. But the mouth up here is saying something different. Your mouth is filled with lies, Annette Bavaria. Your family always lies.”

Annette looked up at him, his resentful eyes and beautiful lips. He had a cold visage and sensual red lips, a sensational beauty that would make even a woman jealous. But every word he spat from those lips was obscene, and filled with bitterness.

When he saw those teary eyes glazed with pleasure, it made him oddly excited. His p3nis, buried deep inside, jerked like a living creature and swelled larger. Reflexively, Annette tightened inside, and the man’s face darkened. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He began thrusting into her again.

“Shhh, Annette,” he whispered. “If you really want me to stop, please don’t open this filthy hole for me. It’s making me crazy, I want to squeeze it all in now. Do you want me to finish quickly? Then spread your legs wider.”

The lewd words pouring from his mouth bothered her. They filled her with shame, and when he was done speaking, he only pounded her harder. Every time he thrust deep, she felt as if her inside were burning, choking on him. Every time his hard p3nis mercilessly struck her heated inner walls, her vision went white with pleasure. Her little opening, which had learned the joy of these love affairs, trembled around him and tightened on his g3nitals, overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Oh…uh uh uh aah!”

Searing breaths and heated kisses rained onto her slender neck and shoulders. Sweat-slick bodies were joined, and bare limbs intertwined tightly in the dark. Large hands grasped Annette’s face, turning it to the side as his weighty tongue invaded her mouth.