7. Wedding Night
WEDDING NIGHT
For someone who’d believed for most of his adult life that marriage wasn’t something worth aspiring to, Oswald enjoyed his wedding day immensely.
Maybe relationships and marriage weren’t as much about definitions as about the person you were with. Actually, not a person. A supernatural being. An immortal demon made of raw lust.
And Oswald got to claim the creature as his own.
Oh, he would enjoy the hell out of being married.
As expected, his friends were stunned, and the public was shocked.
Sir Oswald Sandoval was marrying an omega half his age, with no connections and no money.
The omega’s descent and past were a mystery—he’d just popped up out of nowhere.
Rumors had spread about the boy being a homeless sex worker whom Oswald had found in Europe and brought home like a souvenir.
Everybody assumed the omega was a golddigger. Until they met him.
Sir Oswald’s groom was a timid beauty with large, innocent eyes and a sweet, boyish smile. He looked like an angel and gazed at Oswald with such open devotion that nobody with a brain could doubt how much in love he was.
Three hundred guests watched them dance together, and not once did Oswald’s groom look away from Oswald’s face.
“You’re stunning today, my little demon.”
Tino blushed prettily. “Thank you, dear husband.”
Oswald laughed. “You like calling me that, huh?”
“I do. I like it very much.”
“Will you call me that when I’m inside you later?” Oswald murmured.
Tino’s pupils widened, and he licked his lips. “I will.”
“I can’t wait to make love to you tonight, my sweetest.”
“I’m a little afraid.” Tino’s blush deepened.
Only three nights ago, Tino rode Oswald in his demonic form, milking his own tits and bouncing on Oswald’s knot like the beast he was. But for the wedding and the wedding night, Tino had turned into the angelic virgin Oswald had first taken a year ago and hadn’t stopped craving since.
Tonight, he’d claim the boy all over again, and this time, it would be for good.
Pleasure bloomed in Oswald’s core already. “I’ll make sure to bring you nothing but ecstasy.”
“I love you, my husband.”
Tears brimmed in Tino’s eyes.
Oswald kissed him for all to see, and the music swelled.
It wasn’t a game.
The fear in Tino’s eyes was real, Oswald could tell. The creature was giving Oswald many things he’d never given anyone before.
Nothing about this felt pretend.
Oswald brushed his lips over Tino’s collarbones in featherlight kisses then opened his mouth to taste the omega’s silky skin. Tino shivered, and a soft moan escaped him as Oswald nipped at the tendons on the side of his throat. Just below the shimmering collar.
“I’ll take care of you,” Oswald murmured into Tino’s skin. “I’ll treat you like a treasure, spoil you rotten, punish you, and reward you. I know what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
Tino sighed, and his fingers dove into the short hair on Oswald’s nape.
“I trust you. I want to be yours.”
The quiet admission poured warmth into Oswald’s cold heart and scorching heat into his dick and balls.
Very slowly, he peeled the tight lace top off. He kissed every inch he uncovered and lightly sucked those pale nipples. The scent of omega slick was already drifting from between Tino’s legs, even through the double layer of his pants and underwear.
Oswald knelt and tugged the pants down until they pooled around Tino’s bare feet. He discovered tight bikini briefs, the same hue as Tino’s skin, hugging his half-hard cock and balls. Oswald rubbed his parted lips over the thin fabric and caressed Tino’s ass cheeks.
“Will you take them off for me and sit on the bed?”
With trembling hands, Tino slid the briefs down his slender legs. He took a few unsteady steps backward and lowered himself onto the mattress, legs pressed together and back stiff.
Oswald smiled. Watching the timid young omega perched naked on the pristine bed, surrounded by rose petals, he removed his tuxedo jacket and unbuttoned his shirt.
He stripped naked, and Tino watched with wide eyes for the entire time.
Oswald gave his raging erection a slow stroke and came closer. Standing before Tino, he clasped Tino’s head in one hand.
“Do you want to know how my cock tastes?” he asked in a low voice.
Tino took a deep breath and wordlessly parted his lips, his clear blue eyes pinned on Oswald’s face.
Gently, Oswald tugged Tino’s head closer until the crown of his dick nudged Tino’s lower lip.
“Suck on the tip.”
Their gazes locked, Tino wrapped his lips around Oswald’s cockhead.
Oswald let out a rumbling moan. He couldn’t help it. It seemed so real. It was real.
It was Tino’s first time making love. It didn’t matter how many times they’d fucked before.
Tonight, they would make love.
Wet warmth enveloped Oswald’s glans and slid lower. Letting out a sweet whimper, Tino sucked and bobbed his head clumsily.
“Oh God, darling, you’re so sweet. So breathtakingly beautiful. My gorgeous virgin is sucking his first cock. You’re perfect.”
Hearing the praise, Tino increased his efforts, attempting to take Oswald deeper. He gagged, but it didn’t stop him. Oswald had to tug him away.
“Shh. That’s enough for now. You can try again later. Now, lie back.”
Tino moved up the bed and lay down, his arms by his sides and his small, hard cock resting on his abdomen. It looked all pink and innocent, much like Tino.
Oswald could have dived straight to it, sucked it, then lapped at Tino’s tight sack, licked his pucker, loosening him just enough to get his cockhead in. Then he would force through and breed that hole.
But it didn’t feel right. Not tonight.
He rested over Tino, settling between the boy’s thighs, and kissed him.
He stroked his soft little tongue, nipped at his lips, and made love to his mouth, over and over again, for long minutes, until Tino was moaning and squirming under him.
Oswald didn’t do it to drive his omega crazy with need.
He was just drinking his fill, cherishing the perfect moment.
He savored every breath, how Tino’s thighs tightened around his hips, how his nipples brushed Oswald’s chest when Tino arched under him. Oswald couldn’t get enough.
When he finally kissed his way to Tino’s groin and lifted his legs to open him up, Tino’s tiny pucker was drenched with slick and swollen with blood.
Oswald pressed a chaste kiss to the beautiful star and hummed.
“I love you!” Tino cried.
And Oswald had never been happier.
This was real. Not a game. Not a role play.
All of this was real. He’d married this creature, and he owned him now.
He kissed Tino’s hole relentlessly, drinking the drugging juices and licking deep to reach the silkiest flesh inside.
Tino grabbed fistfuls of the bedding, and the perfume from the crushed rose petals blended with the scent of his arousal.
He seemed to be suppressing his moans, maybe ashamed of his body’s primitive reactions, but soon, he couldn’t hold back.
He rolled his hips, fucking himself on Oswald’s tongue, and babbled nonsense between high-pitched cries of pleasure.
“Oh… Oooh. What are you…? Oh my God! My alpha! Aaah! I’m… I’m… I can’t anymore… Oh please, please, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. Aah. Aaah. What…? What’s happening… what are you…? Oh my God! More! I love you so much. Oh please, more!”
Tino squirted into Oswald’s mouth not once but three times.
He was flushed and panting when Oswald rose between his spread legs and firmly gripped the undersides of his thighs. He lined his erection up with Tino’s opening and pressed the tip against the rosy flesh.
Tino’s mouth hung open, his eyes half-lidded, and he was flushed almost to his belly.
“You will take me now?” he piped up, his voice shaky.
“Yes.”
His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, but he didn’t say anything. He waited, his expression fearful yet open.
“I love you, too, my husband,” Oswald said.
With that, he drove inside.
The piercing cries Tino let out would forever be etched into Oswald’s memory. Pleasure, pain, and joy, all in one beautiful melody.
His hole was slippery with oily slick but as tight as ever, fighting back as Oswald pushed forward.
He was as careful as he’d ever been with anyone, slowly working his way into Tino’s body in short, shallow thrusts.
Tino’s face changed from panic and discomfort to surprised pleasure and, finally, unfiltered lust. His lips formed an O, and his moans grew deeper.
When Oswald was finally to the root, he lay over Tino and kissed him before he began fucking him properly, root to tip.
Tino purred into the kiss, and his slender hands found Oswald’s ass cheeks. He dug his nails into Oswald’s muscles, spurring him on, and Oswald thrust harder.
“I’m yours,” Tino gasped between kisses and moans. “Forever. Do what you want with me. Ruin me, breed me, hurt me… Yours. Yours…”
His asshole squeezed Oswald’s dick, and he sobbed as he came. Oswald fucked him slowly, so very slowly, coaxing climax after climax out of the young body until Tino was a whimpering mess.
Only then did he let himself come. He nestled himself as deep as he could, coaxing a yelp from his omega as he pushed up against the sprout of a womb, and let go. He pumped Tino full of cum.
Tino let out a long groan when Oswald withdrew from his fucked-out hole.
Still hard, Oswald crawled up the bed and grabbed Tino’s hair roughly.
He fed his cum-stained cock into Tino’s gaping mouth, sliding deep into his throat.
Tino gagged, and his confused eyes flooded with tears.
Oswald thrust roughly, cutting off Tino’s breathing.
“Suck it.”
He began slowly retreating, and Tino hollowed his cheeks, sucking and swallowing obediently. When Oswald pulled out of Tino’s mouth, his cock was clean.
He sat on the bed and took in his ravaged groom.
Tino lay sprawled on the bed, his bent arms limp above his head, his legs spread, thighs smeared with cum and slick. Red marks dotted his skin in odd places where Oswald might have sucked or gripped too hard. His little cock was soft, his belly button full of white cream.
Smiling softly, Tino looked content, the expression in his eyes almost dreamy as he gazed up at Oswald.
“How are you, my dearest?” Oswald asked. He wanted to hear Tino’s voice.
“I’ve never been happier.”
Oswald gathered him into his arms and kissed him possessively. Tino melted into his embrace, pliant and willing.
A mere hour later, Oswald took him from behind, and this time, he was rough.