Chapter Six
Faith rolled over the next morning. At first, she felt panic start to build when she didn’t recognize the room she was in, until she remembered.
Oh, God, she was married to a man she didn’t know. She lived in his house and slept in his bed. She looked around. The room looked different in the daytime. The light coming into the room through the sheers prevented shadows from forming.
A sound at the door made her turn. Her heart jerked in her chest when she saw her husband with only a pair of faded, worn jeans on and with the button open. His chest was a work of art. His skin was tan, and every muscle stood out starkly.
“You’re making me feel very good about myself, Wife.”
Her gaze darted to him. His eyes followed her tongue as she licked her lips nervously. She pulled the sheet up to her chest when he headed her way. He sat on the edge of the bed and tried to pull the sheet down.
He tugged a little harder and then sighed. “Baby, let go.”
She shook her head.
“I want to see my wife, and she’s going to let me.”
Her gaze flew to the bright window and then back to him. “In the daytime?”
He chuckled. “I’m going to be fucking you a lot, and it’s not going to matter what time of day it is, what you’re doing at the time, or if we have company.”
Her eyes widened dramatically. “You’ll … do that … in front of people?”
He shrugged. “Maybe. I might even let them touch.”
Fear raced through her. Her grip tightened on the sheet. Oh, God. What had her father gotten her into?
He pressed a hand down on her stomach. “Settle down before you hyperventilate. No one, and I mean no one, will ever be able to hurt you. Everything I do to you will only bring you pleasure.”
“I couldn’t let a woman…”
He shook his head. “No women. Only men.”
“Men?”
“Only one at a time. I enjoy a menage once in a while?”
Her brows puckered together in confusion.
He grinned. “Menage is where two men and one woman have sex together.”
“How?”
“My favorite way would be one of us in your cunt and the other in your ass.”
“ What ?” she cried out and tried to move away from him.
“Easy. I’d make sure you’re ready for it and begging.”
She shook her head. “No…”
He nodded. “Oh, you will be. I promise you that.”
She stared at him with wide eyes.
“Let’s not worry about that now. At this moment, I’m going to pull my shirt off you, and we’ll consummate this marriage.”
“But I don’t know you.”
“I know, Baby, but it must be done to protect you. We’re not truly married until we make love.”
“It’s just…”
He cupped her cheek. “I know you’re a virgin. I promise I’ll make it good for you. The last thing I want is for you to hate sex.”
This time, when he tugged on the sheet, she released it. “Good girl.” Rafael threw the sheet to the bottom of the bed and then set his hand on her stomach again. He lay down beside her and propped himself up on an elbow before he lowered his head to take her lips.
Rafael kissed her for a long time, getting to know the type of kisses she enjoyed the most. And what revved her up and made her hot. He moved his hand when he felt her involuntarily give in to the passion taking over her body.
She jerked when his hand cupped her breast, but he continued to distract her by consuming her mouth. He thrust his tongue in and dueled with her to sidetrack her from his touches. He rubbed his thumb over her nipple several times before he pinched it between his finger and thumb. He gave her a bit of pressure to see how she’d take it and was thrilled when he determined she liked a bit of pain.
A ragged moan tore from her mouth.
He kept up his assault until she finally relaxed a bit and slid one of her hands over his shoulder to hold him closer. He was pleased with the passion he could feel building inside her.
When he felt her desire starting to swell out of control, he slipped his hand down and tugged the shirt she wore up until he could get to her cunt. He slid his finger through her labia to press on her clit. Her body instantly bowed off the mattress, and a sound of distress flew from her mouth.
“Easy, Love. I’m going to make you feel good. I want you to relax.”
He could feel her sink back into the mattress before he continued his exploration.
“Let’s see how tight you are.” He pushed a finger into her, and they both groaned. He felt his cock jump in his jeans at the sensation of heat, wetness, and tightness, and it was unlike anything he’d ever felt before.
“Jesus, Baby. You’re fucking perfect. I can’t wait to get my cock into you and fuck you blind.”
Her head shook, and her hands clutched at his shoulders.
He pumped into her several times before adding another finger, all the while distracting her with his mouth. After a bit, he added a third to stretch her to take his cock. It didn’t take long before he felt his control slip as she started begging for things she didn’t understand.
Rafael quickly jerked off his jeans and maneuvered between her thighs, pushing them wide apart with his hips. He lifted his weight off her as he propped himself on his elbows and cupped her face. He watched her carefully as he started to push into her.
“Look at me, Love. I want to see your expression while taking my cock. You’re going to be begging me to fuck you every day at least once.” He drove a bit farther into her. “Aren’t you, Baby girl?”
She mewed and dug her nails into his back.
“The hard part will be over, and then it’s just pleasure from now on.”
He knew she couldn’t understand him. He gritted his teeth, hating the fact he was going to hurt her and thrust into her, taking her virginity.
She screamed, cried out, and tried to push him off her.
“Stop, get off,” she cried and beat on his shoulders.
“Easy. It’s done, Love. That’s it—no more pain. Give it a minute, and it will all go away, and then I can make you feel good again.”
“I don’t like this,” she whimpered.
He kissed the tears that fell from her eyes. “I know. I hated the fact I had to hurt you. But it’s done.” He waited for a minute before he saw her expression ease and her body relax. “Tell me the truth. It feels better already, doesn’t it?”
He smiled when a look of confusion settled on her face. “Let me move and see how it is.” He slowly pulled out of her, all the while watching her face. When he saw her passion building again, he started to thrust harder into her.
The tingles started at the base of his spine, telling him his control was at an end, but he didn’t want to go without her. He reached between them and caressed her clit. He gritted his teeth when her cunt clamped down on him, making it nearly impossible for him to thrust.
“That’s it, Love. Come for me.”
Her head thrashed on the pillow. “It’s too much. Make it stop. I’m scared.”
“No. Let go. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ve got you.”
He hissed when her nails dug into his back, and she bowed off the bed as a scream tore from her mouth. He waited until she’d come down before he gripped her hip and pounded into her, taking his pleasure.
When he settled, all he could hear was their labored breathing.
“I’m proud of you, Love.” He nuzzled the side of her head. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m … it was…”
He grinned. “Was what?”
“Magical.”
He chuckled. “I agree.” He pulled out of her and then lifted her into his arms.
“Wait, what are you doing?”
“We’re going to soak you in the tub, so you’re not sore. I want you ready and able to take me tonight.”
“Just like we did?”
“Yes.” He laughed. “But there are so many other ways I’m going to show you.”
He watched her tie her hair up in a knot on top of her head as he threw some bath salts into the water. He stepped into the tub and sat down before pulling her in front of him. He was glad she hadn’t noticed the blood on her thighs or his cock because he was afraid it would upset her.
She relaxed back against his chest and sighed.
Rafael took his time washing every bit of her, getting her used to his hands on her. When he finished, he laid his head back against the tub and closed his eyes. He couldn’t understand how his feelings could be so profound after knowing her only one day and fucking her once. The thought of falling in love with her should have scared him, but instead, it brought him peace, unlike anything he’d ever known.
She was his, and nothing would change that. Ever. No one would take her away from him. Faith was his until the end of time.