SILVER-HEART
Chapter 115: Sweet Bites Between My Legs

Chapter 115: Sweet Bites Between My Legs

"You want me to taste you, wife?"

I nodded and the air was almost knocked out of me when he wrapped his hand tightly against my throat and our faces stayed just inches apart, our breaths washing against our faces.

"Words, my sweet"

"Y-Yes!" It was a faint but desperate word.

"How I wish I could say no to that"

I gave him a look, anything but that, I do not want him to starve both of us right now... just simply because he wants to punish me.

"I haven’t done anything for you to punish me, husband," I said with the sweetest voice I could muster and a loud smack sound echoed around the patio and I gasped.

He has spank me, and it was quite stimulating, how shameless of me. And with a delicious smirk on his lips, he knew just what he had done and he was almost proud to see such a surprise look from me.

Holding my gaze he got down on me and parted my legs more until I could feel his hot breath at my core. I closed my eyes awaiting his lips but it was taking too long!

"Will-" I gasped before I would finish, he has slide a finger into my entrance and I moaned into the skies, the feeling of his long flawless finger that wrote beautifully on books and scrolls was inside me, it almost made me release at just the mere thought but he retreated his finger and I mewled.

"You’re torturing me now husband" I groused.

I heard a breathy chuckle from him that vibrated straight to my core, it felt so good. I shifted my waist closer to his face and his hands tightly gripped my thighs to stop any movement right before he gave a bite to my flesh closer to my core. But not deep enough to break the skin but enough to get a breathy moan to leave me in ecstasy.

He gave a suck to it and then went for another but this time deep enough and I knew his fangs were doing his magic, the utopia feeling came again and my head drew backward, my eyes squeezed shut, and I felt something leaving me again and I knew no doubt my blood, I moaned his name when he pulled and gave suck to it allowing my body to wake beyond sensitivity, it was more stimulating and intimate than when he bit my wrist.

I was still trying to catch my breath after the strong release followed and then his mouth found my core and sucked everything my body produced until I was mewling in deep breaths and my hands holding the platform was almost giving out, I don’t think I could hold on much longer.

I yelped when another bite came along with a release and the same action was repeated until I could no longer hold on and my back found the edge of the patio, my back hanging against it and miracles happening between my legs were breathless!

William didn’t stop or pause, it went on until I felt like he had given at least twenty bites and sucks to my core. I was a whimpering mess.

But I didn’t feel any pain in the aftermath of his bites just like when he bit my wrist, the twin holes were gone, was his tongue healing them?

"How much of a madman will you keep making me?"

Hearing his harsh tone I opened my eyes and found him unbuttoning his pants like a tiger coming to our trail. If he does not, a smile finds my lips.

"You caved"

I bit my bottom lip when he drew me closer until I could feel the heat of his tip at my entrance.

"I would fuck that smile off your face for your witty attitude towards me this evening"

I blinked in confusion. "Fuck? What is that- AH" I screamed when he plunged into me like a mindless beast. The wild entrance caused my lips to part.

He grabbed my neck so that our faces were inches apart as his wild thrust pumped into me nonstop.

"This my sweetness, is fuck" he says the foreign language as his pace quickened until I was screaming out yet another release but it doesn’t stop or end there, the sinful sound of our intimacy echoing in the area.

"You know when I start I won’t stop and yet you taunted me?"

Ripping sounds came next and I realized he had mindlessly torn the top of my gown just like he promised. My breasts were spun free into the heated air and they bounced wildly, responding to his eager thrust, his groans covering the air, and the sound of something slapping.

I do not know how long this went on, long enough for me to be a releasing mess and wild call of his name, his other hand caressing my breast and rotating my nipple and the other tightly secured around my waist to keep me steady. But I cannot be steady not when he’s pumping into me like a beast.

But he suddenly slowed down when he realized his inhuman speed and his thrust turned too slow and hard and I was finally able to catch my long holding breath.

"Hells!" He groaned as he filled me up with his seed but his slow thrust didn’t end, our other faces inches apart and breathy from the consuming intense pleasure.

"Do not test me again, wife, control is not part of me and my gentleness with you is faint, for when I plunge into you like this..." he did just that and I felt like he buried more into me with his big thickness that hasn’t even softened a bit after his release a moment ago.

I was in for another nonstop thrust from my husband, he is not easily satisfied and I would admit I pushed him but I’m selfish for I loved seeing him get lost and unhinged when he ’Fucks’ me as he said. It brought out a witty side of me that wanted more even than I can handle.

Pure selfishness

For him

"My roughness with you gives me pure pleasure"

As it does me too

His thrust continued into the endless night almost breaking into dawn.