Page 140 of My Solemn Vow

He murmurs against my pussy, “That’s it, princess. You’re so wet for me.”

I draw a slow breath, trying to enjoy the pleasure he’s offering. It’s not hard to do because Valor knows what he’s doing. He works my clit in a figure-eight movement with his tongue, the soft underside so tender, and my legs tremble. I let out a low moan, ready to come.

“Easy.” He shuffles from his knees to standing and comes into view in the mirror.

I glare at him for stopping me from coming.This is why he put the knife so far away from me.

“Do you have any idea how wet you are right now?”

His crooked smile is the only warning I get before he slides his fingers inside me, then runs them over my clit, my heat and slickness allowing him to glide with ease.

“I’ve a pretty good idea.” I grit my teeth.

Drawing ragged breaths, I focus on not letting a moan escape. He drives me closer to the edge of an orgasm one more time as his fingers find my G-spot and work me over.

Valor squeezes my clit once before stopping again. “Turn to face me.”

The command sends a throb through my pussy, but I don’t turn around. Instead, I wiggle my ass at him.I just wanna come already.

“Trying to get me to punish you?” Valor raises an eyebrow. “I thought for sure you’d be more interested in punishing me after everything.”

“Shut up and fuck me before I change my mind.” I raise an eyebrow right back.

Pressing his chest against my back, his cock hard between us, he moves slowly and trails his hand up my stomach, through the mostly dry blood on his way up to my throat. Valor gently wraps his fingers around my neck with no pressure, testing me, himself, and the tension between us.

The tension between us holds as I lift my chin and ever so slightly push into his fingers. He tightens his grip. The heaviness of arousal and how simply right this feels, thisis, makes my body respond.

I relax, and it’s met with Valor’s other hand smacking my ass. Hard.

I gasp, “Fuck. That hurts.”

Valor huffs and palms my ass, fingers digging into the stinging flesh, before slipping his cock between my legs. He rocks his hips, sliding through my core, coating himself in my arousal but not penetrating me.

“Are you here to play or here to fuck?” I antagonize him.

It feels so different from how we’d been before, but I crave what he’s holding back. It felt right when he spanked me, when he used my body, there was a balance, but we feel off kilter now.

Somehow, Valor gets it. He understands and squeezes my neck tighter for just a fraction of a second before he adjusts my hips to give him access to my pussy. He slides his cock in slowly, and the familiar stretch has my head tilting to the side as I groan. Seated all the way inside me, Valor brings hishand back to my neck and gives it a slightly harder squeeze. He bends forward, and the change in angle stretches me further.

“I’m here to do what I need to get my wife back.” He nips at my ear before whispering, “And if that means fucking her like the brat she is, until she’s coming on my cock and begging for more, then so be it.”

And he does.

Valor withdraws and then thrusts into me over and over again. With his hand around my throat, he pulls me hard against his chest. The pressure against my neck — a threat and a promise and a turn-on all at once.

I have one earth-shattering orgasm, my body tense and wound tight, as I scream out, but Valor doesn’t stop fucking me, not until the last shiver of that orgasm subsides. Still sheathed inside me, Valor bends, placing a soft trail of kisses up my shoulder to under my ear.

Letting my neck go, he slides his fingers into my hair as he withdraws.

I crave to have him back within me. He hasn’t come yet, and I want him to. No, I need him to. Valor bends me over the vanity, my ass jutting out and his cock slotting between my cheeks.

“Valor,” I growl.

It sounds raw, echoing how I feel. But it accomplishes what I need it to. He slips his cock into my pussy, and I breathe a sigh of relief at how he fills me.

The first smack to my ass rivals the shock of the first time it happened, but it’s more welcome than it’s ever been before. I relax into the way he handles me.

Short, quick thrusts partnered with a hard and heavy smack make my eyes roll back in my head.