Javier
Chapter 14
Javier
T omorrow, shit will hit the fan when Charlotte’s father discovers I’ve married her. However, tonight isn’t about him. It’s about me and my new bride. I considered checking into a lavish hotel for our wedding night, but I need to keep security close in case Detective Emory tries anything ahead of the planned wedding date.
Wanting to ensure Charlotte has a special wedding night she deserves, I’ve had Isabelle decorate our bedroom with rose petals and candlelight. The bathroom has candles and bath salts and oils lined along the deep soaking tub. My girl will need to be pampered and taken care of after I’m done with her. No doubt she will be sore.
Charlotte stands in front of our bed, looking down at the rose petals scattered on top of it. When she reaches out to touch them, her hand trembles. I walk up behind her, kissing her neck as I unbutton her wedding dress. Letting it fall to the floor, I turn her around and see her nipples pebbled. I lean towards her and take one in my mouth, kissing and sucking, then switching to the other. After shoving her down on the bed, I continue my mission.
“I can’t fucking wait until these tits are full of milk to feed our babies.” My cock hardens as images enter my head of her riding me with a rounded stomach. I’m excited at the thought of reaching up and sucking milk from her. I want the sweet liquid to leak on me from above as she fucks me.
I’ve never thought of a pregnant woman in a sexual way before, but the idea of Charlotte carrying my babies makes me so hard I can hardly hold back. My dick throbs, wanting to fuck my babies into her.
My tongue trails down her body as I get down on my knees and kiss between her thighs. Slowly licking my wife’s bare pussy lips one stroke at a time, I look up at her face to gauge how she’s doing. I know losing her virginity scares her, but I’m going to take care of her and make sure that she enjoys every second of it.
My beautiful girl is a virgin, and I am honored that I will be the only man ever inside of her. She’ll feel more pleasure than she’s ever felt before, but I also want to make it clear, I’m the one taking her innocence and making her beautiful eyes weep gorgeous, pain-filled tears as I rip through her.
Between each lick of her wet pussy, I make sure she knows who she belongs to.
“You’re mine.”
Her knees tremble and wetness gushes from between her legs, so I know my girl is getting off on my possessiveness. After flicking her clit and entering two fingers in her gently to feel if she’s ready, I stand and strip out of my clothes.
Then, after placing a kiss on her mouth, I continue my declaration. “This mouth is mine. Your cunt is mine.” Leaning over her and placing a kiss on her forehead, I say, “Every thought that runs through this beautiful head belongs to me.”
My wife moans.
“I own you now, Charlotte.”
“What about you? Are you still going to fuck other women,” she snaps, and I can’t contain the smile that stretches across my face at hearing her jealousy.
“No, baby, I’m as much yours as you are mine. I wouldn’t touch another woman for anything in this world. You are my everything.”
This calms her and wipes the anger from her face as she looks at me in awe.
As I lay her on the bed and position myself between her legs, Charlotte’s eyes widen.
“Wait. A condom. You need to use a condom because I’m not on any birth control.”
“Carino, you will never be protected from me. My cum belongs inside of you.” With that, I push my hips forward as the tip of my cock enters her snug pussy. Then, I lean down, kissing her again and forcing my tongue in her mouth.
As I piston my hips by pulling back and pushing deeper, my new bride winces in pain. Once I meet the barrier of her innocence and push through, a tear rolls down her cheek.
“You are mine,” I grunt out as I push myself in until I’m completely seated.
Kissing her again, I try to muffle her loud whimpers. I want her to go downstairs in the morning and everyone to know she’s mine, and that it’s my cum inside of her. I don’t want her to be embarrassed to show her face, so I swallow her sounds with my mouth as I fuck her harder with each thrust.
Her pussy flutters around me and I almost come too fast. I want to make her climax before myself, so I continue to thrust, trying to hold back my own release.
Once I feel a tightening in my lower core, I reach down between us, massaging her clit. Her pussy pulses and my girl groans out her release. I come right after, and it seems like it goes on forever. I feel my cum coat her inner walls and it’s the most amazing ecstasy that I’ve ever felt. The thought that my baby could be growing in her belly has me half hard again already.
Forcing my mouth to Charlotte’s, I kiss her passionately before leaving the bed. I find some over-the-counter pain medicine and get her a glass of water before bringing it back to her bedside. “Take these. It will help with the soreness.”
That’s when I look down and see the blood on my cock. My dick decides it’s time for him to buck up, and out of nowhere, I’m ready to fuck my wife again. I know she needs to heal but seeing blood on the sheets and on her inner thighs makes me groan in pleasure.
I go into the bathroom and start the tub, pouring in bath salts that are supposed to help with the soreness.
Then, returning to the bedroom to my wife, I lift her in my arms, and with the utmost care, I carry her to the bathroom, placing her softly on the edge of the tub. The air is thick with the clean, floral scent of lavender soap, almost intoxicating in its purity.
“Javier, you don’t have to do this. I can go shower myself.”
“No, I don’t have to, but I want to. You just gave me a gift, and I want to show my gratitude by caring for you.”
She smiles shyly.
After I get the tub full, I place Charlotte in, climbing behind her, and lay her back against my chest.
Surrounded by the soft glow of flickering candles and scattered rose petals in the dimly lit room, I explore her smooth skin, losing myself in the moment. I hate the feeling of her washing me off her skin.
Once the water has grown cold, I dry her off and place her back into our bed, purposely deciding not to change the sheets. I want to lay in the evidence of her being mine for just a little bit longer.
Pulling my wife into my arms, I place her head on my chest and kiss her forehead.
“Carino, I know this wasn’t your idea of a wedding, but I will make you happy. No one will ever hurt you again.”