Stuck in The Marriage Pact
Chapter 55: First night again

Chapter 55: First night again

Despite feeling extremely lazy, Isabella finally took a shower and changed into white shorts and a cropped white tank top, tying her hair up carelessly. She didn’t even bother with makeup, but she was still beautiful with her naturally pink lips.

"The food’s coming!" Hunter’s voice from the door distracted her.

Her husband walked into the room, carrying a tray with two styrofoam bowls and two red sealed cups.

"Let’s eat, so you can get some energy," Hunter said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Isabella stood up from the minimalist vanity and approached Hunter. "But I don’t feel like eating," she said lazily.

"You have to eat. You don’t know what’s going to happen next," Hunter replied.

Isabella smiled faintly, watching Hunter busy opening the styrofoam bowl.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked as she sat beside him.

"I’m not sure, but most likely, we’ll be very busy with our business," Hunter answered, handing one styrofoam bowl to Isabella. "Eat it while it’s still warm."

Isabella looked down at the styrofoam bowl, which contained rice and fried chicken with sauce, garnished with sesame seeds and small pieces of vegetables.

"I’ve never eaten this before, but it looks delicious," Hunter said, immediately digging in with the provided spoon.

"I don’t usually eat rice at night," Isabella said, stirring the food lazily.

"Then just eat the chicken, and I’ll finish the rice."

"You’ll eat the rice?"

"Yes... I love it, and I’m very hungry!" Hunter immediately took the rice from Isabella’s with his spoon.

Isabella chuckled, amused by how eager Hunter was, eating as if he hadn’t had food in ages.

"I’ve never seen you like this," she said.

Hunter smiled sheepishly. "Men can go hungry for a long time but eat a lot when they find food."

"Don’t eat too much. I don’t want you to have too much energy," Isabella teased, starting to eat the chicken.

"Even if I have a lot of energy, I won’t use it all... I know you won’t be able to handle it."

Isabella smiled, entertained.

"What are you talking about?"

"Our business!"

"What business?"

"Ah... You’re pretending not to know!" Hunter shook his head and continued eating. "It’s about something we have to do as husband and wife for the first time in this house."

Isabella sighed, her heart racing as she glanced at Hunter, muscular and fresh, imagining how strong he’d be tonight.

"What are you thinking about?" Hunter asked with a twinkle in his eye.

Isabella stayed silent, continuing to eat.

"By the way, Collin went grocery shopping. I want us to cook like this tomorrow," Hunter added. "I didn’t expect rice with sweet and spicy chicken to be so delicious. Usually, I just eat it without rice."

"Your belly will get big if you eat too much rice," Isabella replied.

"Will you stop liking me if I have a big belly?"

"No... Um, I mean, I don’t like you for your belly."

"Don’t worry... This belly will stay firm, but yours might be the one that grows," Hunter said, putting down his empty styrofoam bowl and switching to drinking.

Isabella stared at him. ’What do you mean? Do you want to get me pregnant? Isn’t that too soon?’ she wondered to herself.

Hunter sighed after finishing his drink. "I’m so full!" He turned to Isabella, who was lost in thought.

"What happened? Why aren’t you eating?" he asked.

"Um... It’s nothing..." Isabella quickly put her food on the table near the bed and picked up the red sealed cup, sipping through the black straw.

Her heart raced as she glanced at her husband, who stood up and walked toward the window, slightly moving the thin white curtain aside.

"I really miss taking a walk outside," Hunter said, standing with his hands on his hips, gazing out the window. "Now I’m thinking about ending this charade," he added.

Isabella put her drink down, wiped her lips, and approached Hunter.

"I have a plan," Hunter said.

"What is it?" Isabella whispered, standing right next to him.

"I can’t reveal it just yet... I’m still considering it."

"Tell me. Maybe I can give my opinion on whether you should go through with it or not."

Hunter turned to face her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pressing his body against hers. He smiled, gazing deeply into her green eyes, biting his lower lip.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Isabella smiled shyly.

"I want to give you the world," Hunter said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I want to make you feel things you’ve never felt before... I want us to date... like boyfriend and girlfriend. I think it would be fun."

Isabella smiled faintly. "So, you’re not grateful for our marriage?"

"No... Not like that."

"Being boyfriend and girlfriend isn’t always beautiful, you know. It’s often filled with curiosity and doubt about whether the relationship will work out or if it has a future." Isabella sighed, gazing deeply into Hunter’s blue eyes. "I got tired of being a girlfriend... I always wanted to feel what it’s like to be a wife, to be proposed to, to be recognized as someone’s love in front of entire family. That’s what I wanted, and you know I put that hope in you."

Hunter swallowed hard, holding both of Isabella’s hands and lifting them to his chest.

"I’ll give you whatever you want, even without you asking," he said, kissing the back of her hands.

Isabella smiled until Hunter leaned down to kiss her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, gently returning his kiss, their tongues meeting.

"This is the time," Hunter whispered.

"For what?" Isabella smiled, but Hunter lifted her, prompting her to instinctively wrap her legs around his waist.

Hunter looked up at her natural beauty. "Our first night here."

"Will it be different?"

"I’ll make you squirt over and over."

"You’re crazy!" Isabella playfully tugged at Hunter’s hair while laughing. "Who’s going to wash the bedcover? I’m already embarrassed enough having Carrol clean our dirty bedcover all the time. I don’t want the laundry service to have to deal with that too, especially if I squirt!"

"Collin will wash it," Hunter said, carrying her to the bed.

"That’s crazy!"

Hunter chuckled.

"You kicked him away so he wouldn’t disturb our activities here. You can’t just invite him back to wash the bedcover!" Isabella exclaimed, laughing until Hunter laid her down on the bed, letting her body rest on his right arm. She paused, her breath quickening as she gazed at her husband’s face so close to hers, then cupped his slightly stubbled jaw. "You know I’m not feeling well... Don’t tire me out too much," she whispered.

"Don’t worry, I always know what’s best for you, right?"

"Yes..."

"I love you, my wife," Hunter murmured with a warm smile, and Isabella immediately embraced him, kissing his lips.

He returned the kiss so tenderly, his left hand slowly caressing his wife’s stomach with gentle affection, slipping under her cropped white tank top and finding her soft breast.

"Emh..." Isabella moaned, closing her eyes, occasionally picturing Joe’s face again.

"Open your eyes, baby," Hunter whispered.

Isabella opened her eyes again, meeting Hunter’s intense blue gaze, making her heart race even more.

"You... I... I never imagined you’d be the man who would be here as my husband," she whispered with a soft smile, stroking Hunter’s cheek and lips.

"I also never thought I’d get married so soon after feeling hopeless about finding a girlfriend or getting engaged... And then I married you, a beautiful girl with an angelic soul," Hunter whispered with a furrowed brow, then took Isabella’s hand from his lips and kissed it. "I promise... Our marriage will truly be forever... One day, we will renew our wedding vows," he added.

Isabella smiled, still gazing at Hunter’s handsome face, but she couldn’t forget Joe’s disappointed face, causing her eyes to well up with tears.

"I love you," Hunter whispered.

Isabella only nodded, moving her face slightly forward as Hunter immediately kissed her lips and gently pushed her right hand to rest beside her head. Her husband loomed over her, kissing her more aggressively, their wet lips making soft sounds as they met.

The kiss ended as Hunter moved down, kissing Isabella’s neck and chest, while his hands roamed her stomach, slipping into her pants.

"Ehm..." Isabella moaned, holding Hunter’s head and reflexively gripping his hair until it became tousled.

"Perfect... My perfect wife... I love you so much," Hunter whispered after pulling up Isabella’s cropped white tank top, revealing her bare breasts.

He quickly kissed them, even sucking on her small, pink nipples.

"Agh!" Isabella squirmed, looking down at Hunter, who was wildly focused on her breasts, while his left hand played with her already wet, twitching womanhood. "Hunter... Oh..." Her breath started to quicken, a mix of ticklish and pleasurable sensations causing her unease.

Hunter sat up, then pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing his fully erect and rigid manhood.

"Oh my..." Isabella swallowed hard, her gaze filled with awe.

"I can’t wait anymore," Hunter whispered, immediately pulling off Isabella’s pants and tossing them aside. He pulled his wife up to a semi-standing position. "Turn around..." He pushed her to turn her back to him.

He immediately embraced her from behind, squeezing her butt while kissing her neck, his left hand groping her breasts one by one.

"Ahgh... God." Isabella tilted her head back, resting it on Hunter’s shoulder.

"I love you, baby... This will be our long night, forget anything that bothers you, you’re mine," Hunter whispered, then grabbed Isabella’s cheek, making her turn to face him as he kissed her lips.

Isabella kissed him back until she suddenly gasped, feeling Hunter’s manhood slowly enter her from behind, inch by inch.