Chapter 25
Chapter twenty-five
The dim light of a snowy winter’s morning filters through the curtains as I slowly blink myself awake.
Realizing that I’m not in my own bed and I’m not alone, I smile and turn my head to look at my precious wife nestled in the crook of my arm.
God, she’s perfect. Last night wasn’t what I would have imagined for our first time together, but she reacted to my monstrousness with a ferality all her own. My kitten, indeed.
After wearing us both out, I’m not surprised that I slept like the dead, but I’ve never felt so relaxed and peaceful in bed as when she’s in my arms. She’s facing away from me, using my bicep as a pillow, with both of her hands holding onto my much larger one.
Her perfect ass is pressed against my hip, and based on her deep breathing, she’s exhausted and still fast asleep.
Unable to resist her, I gently roll to fully spoon her.
Her only response is a little sleepy groan as she burrows further back into me.
I’m not sure how I’m going to make it the rest of my life feeling so overwhelmed by this need to care for her.
Dropping my face to the crook of her neck, I smell our bath oils, her natural scent, and me.
She smells like me, and I suppress a groan at how possessive it makes me feel.
Everything about how Katarina makes me feel is overwhelming. I expected us to be compatible, given how much time we’ve spent together getting to know one another, but having experienced the nuclear power of our coupling, well…she can’t get away from me now. She’s utterly mine.
As if she can sense my thoughts, my wife squirms against my hard cock pressed into the crevice of her ass.
I wish I knew what she was dreaming about.
Maybe pushing into her slowly in missionary, staring into her eyes and cradling her face between my hands.
Or perhaps railing into her from behind, legs spread impossibly wide to accommodate me between them. Or maybe…
Gently moving my arm that she’s lying on, I hinge my elbow to allow my hand access to caress her breasts.
Just barely skimming over her soft skin before moving to slowly circle a nipple that quickly pebbles under my touch.
As Katarina’s hips continue to move in tiny circles against me, I can’t wait any longer to feel her again.
After lifting her top leg up and over my knee, I move my dripping length to fit against her pussy, making sure to push every inch against her clit on the way by.
Fuck.
I can feel remnants of her cum leaking out from what a mess I left her in last night.
It’s plenty of lubrication for her as she rubs herself up and down my cock like such a good girl, taking what she needs.
Based on her moans, I can feel she's close to coming, so I pinch her nipple harder and move my other hand to her clit to help her along.
She keens, and her eyes pop open, looking so cute and confused about where she is and what’s happening, before she turns her head slightly to meet my gaze.
Seeing me and then realizing she was grinding back and forth on my cock, her eyes roll back into her head as she lets go.
Her low, almost painful moan of relief is music to my ears, and the gush of wetness that accompanies her release is necessary to make this part a little more bearable for her.
“Good morning, little girl. What were you dreaming about while you were riding Daddy’s cock, hmm?
” I rasp into her ear, nipping on her neck just beneath.
Holding her in place, I continue to thrust between her lower lips and rub lazy circles around her clit.
She’s sore, so it’s going to hurt when I push inside her, no matter what, but the least I can do is make sure she’s as wet as possible.
She squeaks as I give a firm tap to her clit and tries to close her eyes, but there’s no escaping me.
She’s going to look at me while I fuck her.
I want to see her wince in pain, her pupils dilate in pleasure.
I need to watch her react to everything I say to her, so I can make sure she knows that I mean every word.
“Katarina,” I growl. “Eyes on me. You’re going to be a good girl and look at me while I fuck you.”
Her eyes widen as I position myself at her entrance, and she tries to squirm away.
“Henry, I’m so sore, please n…” she whines as I push slowly inside. She’s wet, but I know it still hurts, so I go slowly, not stopping until my hips are flush against hers. Her eyes are wide and full of tears, and her thighs are shaking, but she did as I asked and held my gaze the entire time.
“Shhh, it’s okay, Kitten. You can cry. I know it hurts.
But you take Daddy so well, and you’ve been grinding on me all morning.
I had to be inside this perfect pussy of mine,” I whisper darkly, savoring how blown her pupils are, her body pliant beneath me and no longer resisting.
Giving her slow, deep thrusts, I roll my eyes back with a groan at how tight and wet she is.
My wife is the perfect little fucktoy. I told her exactly what she had unleashed yesterday when she chose to push me over the edge.
It’s time for her to get used to being full of me.
Kissing her temple, I stop for a moment as deeply as I can, savoring the slight fluttering of her walls around me, before pulling out.
Turning her fully to her back, I grab an ankle in each hand and pull her down to the center of the bed.
Holding her legs wide for a moment, I admire her glistening center, a little red now from my attention this morning, flushed and throbbing.
Pushing back, endlessly thankful for how flexible my wife is, I bend her in half, holding her feet by her head before entering her again in one long motion.
Her scream mingles with my shout and echoes throughout the house, no doubt painful pleasure for her but pure nirvana for me.
This angle is deep as hell, allowing me to bump against her cervix in a way she’ll have to learn to love.
Leaning down to lick her tears away, I hold myself deep and stare into her eyes with my forehead against hers.
“Do you feel that, little girl? That’s me as deep as I can go, right where I belong. And it reminds me that I need to apologize for last night, something slipped Daddy’s mind,” I tell her sweetly, kissing her deeply because I can’t wait a moment longer to feel my lips on hers again.
Her curious gaze has me continuing, and fuck if she isn’t still sweet when I’m hurting her.
“I let you fall asleep empty last night, Kitten. We took our bath and washed all of Daddy’s cum away.
I promise it won’t happen again. We’re going to keep you nice and full,” I groan as she clenches around me.
I’m glad that even if her brain tries to tell her she should resist, her pussy can’t lie to me.
Her legs are shaking on my shoulders now, and if she comes, she’s going to drag me with her.
“Daddy, I need. Ughhh…” She struggles to speak, and it’s adorable watching her fight to try to stay present instead of going under the wave of pleasure that’s about to crest.
“What do you think you need, hmm?” I tease, bending down to pull a nipple into my mouth as the pace of my thrusts increases.
“I need birth control if you’re going to…if you’re going to keep…ungh!”
She screams her release as her legs tighten around my head, and I follow her, just as I knew I would.
“Look at me,” I growl out, and I force myself to maintain eye contact as I fill her up with a deep moan, instead of letting my eyes roll back the way I want to.
I let her see how utterly gone for her I am, how much pleasure she gives me, and how she’s absolutely, one hundred percent, not getting what she’s asking for.
Smirking down as she lets her legs fall limply to the side, I sit back on my heels but don’t pull out.
“You’re not going on birth control. You’re my wife, and now that I know what it looks like when my cum drips out of you, I need your pussy full of me all the time. But I’ve seen the way you are with LJ. Don’t even try to deny you’d love a baby.”
She clenches around me again, and I know I have her.
“Like I said, I’m sorry you didn’t go to bed dripping last night, but it won’t be happening again, little one.
” I kiss her forehead and gently pull out.
The surprise on her face when she sees my still hard cock, covered in the combination of our releases, is adorable.
“Now come here. It’s time you learned how to suck Daddy’s cock like a good little wife. ”
She’s lying on the bed so peacefully as I look down on her from where I’ve sat back on my knees. I take one more look, sweeping over her tiny body before scooping her up in my arms. When I’ve made my way to the edge of the bed, feet planted on the floor, I set her down between my spread legs.
“On your knees, Katarina.”
She obeys beautifully, dropping to her knees and staying there. Just looking up at me with her pretty eyes and waiting for my next command. I pull her hand from where it's resting on her thigh and wrap it around the base of my cock, reveling in how her fingers don’t touch.
“I know you can take Daddy’s cock down the back of your throat, but we’re going to start slow today,” I say, moving her hand up and down my shaft, still lubricated by the mixture of our cum. “Move your hand, just like this, for the parts that you can’t reach with your mouth.”
She’s a quick learner, taking no time to figure out the exact pressure and motion I prefer. “That’s a good girl. Just like that,” I say, looking down to see her biting her lip, her attention alternating between my eyes and my cock.
“Alright, now open that pretty mouth of yours and stick your tongue out. You can see how much you can take, but if you want to focus on the head for a minute, that's fine too. Urgh…”
Before I can finish, her hot mouth is on me, much deeper than the head. She swirls her tongue around and then hollows her cheeks and damn near sucks the soul out of me. My head falls back involuntarily. “Goddammit,” I say, panting. “That’s it, fuck good girl.”
She’s doing such a good job working me with her mouth and tongue, alternating between sucking and licking off the cum coating my cock, replacing it with her spit.
I’m pleasantly surprised with how willing she is to lick off her own arousal.
She guzzled me down like a dream last night when I spilled down her throat, but you never know what someone is comfortable with.
I’m glad she doesn’t mind, though, because now she knows how fucking delicious she tastes. How delicious we taste together.
When I finally get enough control of myself to open my eyes, the vision below me is well worth it. She’s looking up at me through hooded eyes, wet from tears as she works me up and down, her drool dripping down my length and pooling in the dark hairs at the base of my cock.
“That’s it, dirty girl, get me nice and sloppy. Get Daddy’s dick good and wet.”
She’s moved both of her hands to my thighs to prop herself up as she bobs up and down. “Here,” I say, taking one of them and wrapping it back around my base. “Use this and your mouth at the same time. Work me with your hand just like I showed you earlier.”
She finds her rhythm immediately, bringing me so close to the edge in no time. If I hadn’t just emptied myself in her tight little cunt, I would be shooting into her embarrassingly quickly. Even now, I don’t have long.
“Fuck, you’re good at this,” I say as her enthusiasm increases, sucking and squeezing me harder and faster as she goes. “If I didn’t know you were Daddy’s virgin, I would think you’ve had plenty of practice…”
Pressure on my taint cuts me off mid-sentence. I’ve completely forgotten how to think, much less speak, when her dainty little fingers start rubbing back and forth from the edge of my asshole to my balls. I didn’t even feel her lift her hand from my thigh.
“Goddammit, Katarina. Fuck!” I yell, throwing my head back when she takes my balls in her hand and squeezes.
Grabbing the back of her head, I push her down on my length to keep her from moving as I shoot my hot cum down her throat.
I look down at her as I find my release, my cock pulsing over and over.
I realize when she starts squirming and trying to push herself away that I’ve cut off her airway for longer than intended, but I’m not letting her up until she’s swallowed every last drop of me.
She jumps back when I finally let go of her head, breathing almost as hard as I am after that life-changing experience.
Before she can get too far away, though, I’ve picked her up in my arms, positioning her to straddle my lap as I capture her mouth in a searing kiss.
After we’re both breathless, I hold her head to mine for a moment, letting my heart slow, before giving up.
I lie back on the bed, pulling her with me.
“That was outstanding, Katarina,” I say between breaths. “How the fuck did you learn to suck a dick so well?”
She sits up, using her hands to prop herself on my chest. The thought of her riding me crosses my mind. A position I haven’t had in years but now suddenly crave.
She looks down at me with the most adorable, innocent smile. Ironic, considering what her mouth was just doing. “I read a lot of magazines. Did you like it?”
Grabbing the back of her neck, I pull her face to mine, hugging her against my body with the other.
“I swear, that was the best I’ve ever had.
” She smiles her cute little smile and “hmms”, laying her head on my chest as I stroke her hair.
Closing my eyes, I think back through my life before this woman came barging in, and I’m starting to realize it really wasn’t a life at all.
With one last squeeze, I pick up my wife and walk her out of her room to my bathroom for us to clean up for the day.
Excited for what’s to come for the first time in years.