Chapter Six #2
“You are never to call me ‘sir’ or ‘master’. If this is what you want, I am your husband. That’s it. Understand?”
“Yes, si… Yes, Zev,” I say with a smile.
He grunts his approval and fists his cock before grabbing a fistful of my hair. His sudden wave of dominance is sending shockwaves to my pussy, and I ache to experience the mind-blowing orgasms that he provides me.
“Open up, Little Flower,” he commands. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”
I eagerly open my mouth, but instead of waiting for him to take my mouth, I bring him to the back of my throat and suck hard. He groans deeply and pushes deeper. Not satisfied with the depth, he pulls away and moves me to lie on the shower bench with my head dangling off.
When he pushes down my throat, I am able to take all of him.
It’s like my body was made to adapt to his.
He allows me plenty of space to breathe through my nose, so I handle the depth well.
I suck hard as he starts to move. Soon, his thrusts are near violent, and I am moaning around his cock.
I have my hands on the backs of his thighs to drop onto him as he fucks my throat.
His moans are simply delicious. He has his hands on my breasts, roughly kneading them as he moves his hips.
He takes one hand off my breast, and the spray of the shower moves.
He pulls my legs apart with his other hand, and I moan helplessly when the stream of the shower is now a powerful jet and is aimed directly at my clit.
He is holding the showerhead close to my pussy as he fucks my throat, but now, I am screaming around him.
I have my feet flat on the tile, and I lift my hips off the bench.
My body is searching for something. I can’t find it, but I want it.
The showerhead is dropped, and he grips onto my ass to lift me.
When his mouth meets my pussy, I’ve found it.
This is it. I wanted his mouth on me the way mine is for him.
His tongue flicks across my clit, and I feel like my body is on fire.
I try to move my head to take over his thrusts, but I don’t have the room.
Zev wraps his large hands around my hips and lifts me higher.
I am suddenly upside down when he presses my back against the wall.
He continues to violently fuck my throat and starts sucking my clit at the same time.
I have the soles of my feet on the wall and my thighs far apart as he devours me.
He is growling and grunting. My hands are on his thighs to better support myself, but I am still sucking hard.
The pressure is building again. I’m not scared of it this time.
I want it so badly. Every time he makes me come, I crave it more and more.
As it begins to surface, he moans against my pussy.
I swallow every drop of him as he pulls me through my orgasm.
When the feeling passes, he brings me back to my feet and keeps me steady with his hands on my shoulders.
“That was… amazing,” I say, panting. He laughs breathlessly as he grabs my face and kisses me hard.
“You’re mine forever, my sweet flower,” he says sweetly. “We are going to burn the world together.”
I am dressed in a pink sundress that shows off my breasts in a subtle way. It’s nice to have the freedom to dress how I want. I love dresses, but I love even more that it gives Zev the access he needs to fuck me anytime we want.
We.
I have a choice now. I am fully confident that if I said no, he wouldn’t touch me. I’ve never had a choice. Ossara chose everything for me. My life path, my last name, my clothes, my food, my husband. Not anymore. It’s up to me, and I choose this savage love. I choose Zev.
We walk through the village until we get to the center of the island. There is a big fire going and a large gathering of people laughing and chatting. There is a long table set up with food. There are things I don’t recognize, but I’ve never seen food in person before meeting Zev.
“Hi,” a woman says as she bounces over to us. “I’m Juni!”
“Astra,” I say sweetly. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“You as well!” she beams. “So, you want to get a brand removed and replaced with the tattoo Zev has, correct?”
“Yes,” I say. “Can brands be removed?” I ask.
“They can. It’s a similar device they used to place it,” she says. “I am going to use an old way to place the tattoo.”
“Oh?”
“Mhmm. Before the Great War, tattoos were placed with needles and ink. It was still electric, but it would highlight the artistic ability of the tattoo artist. These days, it’s far too computerized,” she says.
“This way is longer and more painful for some, but I find that it is far more meaningful.”
“Sounds good,” I smile.
“Want to do it now?” she asks. “Figured it would be easier to do before you eat. You’re not used to having food on your stomach, so you might accidentally throw up if the pain is intense. Really, you are susceptible to throwing up either way. Mostly, I’m just impatient.”
“Me too,” I laugh. “Now is great.”
“Great! I’m going to have you sit in Zev’s lap, straddling him so he can hold onto you. I’ll set up behind him so you can be comfortable,” she says.
Whoops. I don’t have panties on. Poor Zev.
“Poor Zev?” Zev chuckles. “If you think for a second that I don’t have a plan…”
“I don’t care what you do, as long as her arm is still. We all expect you two to end up fucking out in the open anyway. Her sitting on your dick won’t be anything out of the ordinary around here,” Juni says.
Zev grabs a chair beside a table and sits.
“Come here, flower,” he says. I smile brightly and step closer.
Zev maintains eye contact with me as he pulls his cock free.
I giggle when he grabs the backs of my thighs and pulls me into his lap.
I slowly lower myself onto him, savoring every inch of him that I take.
I groan as he stretches me, letting my eyes flutter closed.
“Oh my God,” I mutter. “How… Jesus, you’re huge.”
“We are a perfect match, Astra. Your body was made for me.”
“Fuck, you’re so deep,” I whimper. It is mesmerizing how I can take him when I absolutely shouldn’t be able to.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises. “Now be still so Juni can work, hmm?”
“Mmkay,” I mutter as I bury my face in his neck. Juni takes my arm and lays it palm up on the table. I am almost in a trance as she works. My dress is concealing both of us, but I cannot help but gently rock my hips.
“Gently, Astra,” he speaks softly to me.
“Brand is off,” Juni says happily. “Fuck him. Good riddance.”
“You ready?” Zev asks me.
“Mhmm,” I say happily. “I’m yours.”
When Juni starts the tattoo, it hurts far more than I anticipated. “Jesus, woman,” Zev groans when my body tenses.
“Fuck, that hurts,” I whine.
“Breathe, Astra. Long deep breaths,” he says. “Relax and breathe.” I nod and focus on my breathing so I can relax. I fall into a catatonic state as time progresses. Zev rubs my back and soothes me as I sit here in his lap.
“Okay,” Juni says. “Take a look at it.”
I sit up to look at my arm, and I immediately gasp. “Oh, I love it!” I say happily. “It’s beautiful!”
“I’m glad you like it,” she says with a smile. “I did thinner, more delicate lines with yours, but with all the same elements. I think it fits you perfectly.”
“Now I want more tattoos,” I say, and Zev chuckles.