Page 112 of Stolen Matrimony

“Don’t!” I begged, lifting my hand and covering his mouth. My heart fell into my stomach. The words that he was about to say, I wasn’t ready to hear. “Not yet. I just can’t,” I whispered.

He stared into my eyes deeply and cuffed my cheek. “Okay.” He pecked my lips. “Okay.”

Nazai fumbled with his sweats, then leaned down, picking me up with my back still against the glass before lowering me onto his dick. A low moan fell from my lips as he stretched me good. My walls grew wetter the more he sunk into me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and my head fell back as he began moving in and out of me.

“What about your piercing?” I asked the moment I felt it inside of me. It rubbed against my insides, intensifying the pleasure he brought me. He was supposed to use condoms for the next few months while he healed.

“Fuck this piercing. I’ll never use a barrier between us. I only ever want your juices to touch my tongue or dick.” I moaned at his crude words. The cool glass felt good against my warm body. I was glad we were on the highest floor, otherwise people would get an eyeful.

“Your stitches.”

“Fuck these stitches,” he said tightly.

Nazai lowered his forehead onto mine as he pushed into me, his piercing tapping against the spot that caused my body to tremble. Pleasure shot through my body and my walls clamped around his dick. I bit into my bottom lip, attempting to push down the whimper desperate to escape.

“I feel your walls tightening around me, you ready to cum, baby?” he rasped as he pushed up while pulling my body down. Heat spread through me as if I was in a sauna.

“I wanna feel you wet my dick up more. Go ’head, be a good girl and let me have it.” He pecked my lips, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as an orgasm exploded through me. “Fuck, we always make magic together, don’t we? You love the way I abuse this pussy, don’t you?”

I nodded, my brain currently a pile of mush. Ecstasy replaced every thought, ridding my mind of anything but the pleasure Nazai brought my body.

“I know. Since I popped that cherry and you bled on my dick, I’ve been obsessed with your ass too. You knew that though, didn’t you?”

Again unable to form words, I bobbed my head. His forehead pressed against mine again. His heavy breaths brushed over my face. My lips parted and a small gasp escaped.

He moved his hand to the collar on my neck and tugged on it. “You became mine the moment I chained you up in my bedroom.” The raw possession in his voice wrapped around my heart and hugged it securely.

“Yours,” I breathed, clenching my pussy around him. His strokes were slower, but still just as deep. I felt him everywhere. My pussy gushed like a raging lake on his length. My stomach grew tight with desire. My heart pounded like a drum.

“Mine.” He captured my mouth again. Bolts of electric shot through my veins as I came again. He swallowed my cries, pumping into me a little quicker before releasing inside me.

“Does it feel good when I cum inside you? Knowing that I own you?”

“Yes,” I sighed.

“I love knowing you got me inside you too baby.” He pecked my lips. “I love knowing that every inch of you ismine.I love…” He kissed me again, this time moving along my jawline. The ghost of the words left unsaid lingered between us.

I was still against the whole pregnancy thing, but I’d make that a conversation for tomorrow.

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“You’re lucky the stitches were ready to come out,” Lucas complained as he checked over Nazai’s wounds. Nazai called him over when we got up to check him out, after realizing he might have overdone it last night.

“Even if they weren’t, you could have just stitched me back up, right?” Nazai grinned at his brother who glared at him.

“I told you to take it easy until you healed, but you act just like Ezra, never fucking listen.” He wiped the wound.

“They were flesh wounds. You act like they were life-threatening.”

“That’s not the point. Does this hurt.?” He pressed the wound on his side.

“Just tender.”

“That’s to be expected. They both look good, but I would still take it easy because they’re still healing. Continue to clean them with antibacterial soap and use this ointment on it.” Lucas went into his bag and pulled out a small, rectangle box and tossed it on the bed.