Til Death Do Us Trope (Tropes 1)

I press my nose to her mound and inhale the scent of her sex. Her need is mouthwatering and I look into her eyes as I open my mouth over her cunt and kiss her there.

Sweet lord, I had forgotten how magical her pussy tasted. She’s my little unicorn with candy floss between her thighs and a body made for me to ride.

She cries out as my tongue wiggles between her folds and finds her little nub. I suck it into my mouth and then lick it over and over. I slide two fingers inside her because she’s aching to be filled just as badly as I am to do it. I work them inside her like I would my cock and eat her pussy like it’s the last supper.

Her body clenches and her mouth opens in a silent shout as her orgasm hits her. She lets out a happy sigh and hums as it rolls through her, and I’m rewarded with the sweet taste.

“Turn over. I want to take you from behind,” I say as I sit back and lick my fingers clean.

She rolls over, but I’m impatient to fuck her, so I grab her hips and raise her ass in the air. I thrust into her and start pounding hard and fast while she’s still trying to get into position.

“Can’t wait,” I grit out between my teeth as I fuck into her like a machine.

My cock is in charge and he’s got one mission—to get off as many times as possible before the sun comes up, and get Arabella pregnant while we’re at it. Having a ring on her finger will seal the deal, but a baby in her belly will bind us for eternity.

“Are you going to get me pregnant?” Arabella asks as she looks back over her shoulder.

“Yes,” I grunt as I cum inside her but keep on pounding. I’ve got at least two more loads in me before I want her to get on top.

Her cheeks flush as she spreads her legs wider. She’s making it easy for me.

I lean over her body and kiss my way across her shoulder and neck. I move my lips to her ear and whisper all the filthy things I’m going to do to her in this bunker. Her pussy squeezes me and I reach around to pet her clit while I fuck her. She’s slick from my first load, and I’m about to give her another. She’s tightening up on me, and I have to thrust harder.

“You want me to fight my way in, don’t you?” I ask as I bite her earlobe. “Don’t you worry, little love. I’m going to get in there no matter what.”

Her pussy pulses and she cries out as her orgasm hits her and I let go with her. I cum so hard I see stars, but I don’t let myself stop now. The need to rut into her is heavy on my shoulders and I won’t quit until the deed is done.

“Bite the pillow,” I growl as I sit up and thrust hard. I slick up my thumb in our combined release and drag it over her tight pink ring. “Every part of you is going to be mine.”

I press against her ass, and after a moment she relaxes and lets me in. I fuck her there with my thumb while my cock does the work on the business end. She’s so full and it makes her pussy impossibly tighter.

Muffled cries echo through the bunker as her pleasure skyrockets. She might not have thought this would be something she wanted, but her hips are moving in time with mine. She’s getting off on it and so am I.

I can’t hold back as her body pulses and begs for me to go over the edge with her. I wanted it to go on longer, but it’s too good and I can’t fight it. As I hold my cock inside her as far as I can go, she shouts into the pillow, her orgasm hitting harder than anything she’s had before. I grunt and growl as I spray my seed inside her, forcing her body to breed.

She gasps for air as I move us down onto the bed and I spoon her from behind. I don’t want to pull out of her warmth yet, but I know she needs a moment to recover.

“How did you do that?” she asks, bewildered.

“I’m a man. These things are known among us. Haven’t you read a romance novel before?”

“Of course, I should have known.” She looks back to me and I place a soft kiss on her lips.

“I love you, Arabella. And tomorrow, I’m going to make you my wife.”

“Oh, Romeo. I love you, too. This is such a whirlwind.”

“Of course it is. And just wait. There’s more to come.”

Chapter Eight

Arabella

I stand looking up at the giant ship…or boat. I’m not sure what to call it. This can’t be the boat Romeo was talking about.

I didn’t want to leave the bunker this morning. I felt safe wrapped in Romeo’s arms as if the rest of the world had fallen away. I didn’t have to think about my father or all the things that were happening. I could just get lost in Romeo.

“What, you didn’t have a bigger one?” I tease, looking up at Romeo. He smiles down at me. He seems a bit on edge, though, but who can blame him with ninjas on our trail. Hopefully ninjas can’t swim.

“Of course I do. But it’s docked in the Bahamas.” My eyes almost bug out of my head. He shrugs like it’s no big thing, but I’m not complaining. What girl doesn’t want a billionaire with several ridiculous modes of transportation.

“How do we even get on this thing?” Because I’m getting on. I’m in love with this man and, hey, there could be snacks on there.

“Easy.” He swoops me up in his arms, making me squeal. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding on tight. Then a little bridge descends from the boat, and a man in a black butler’s suit is standing before us.

“Sir, everything is ready.” The man watches us for a moment, and his eyes linger on me before he takes a step back. Romeo holds me even tighter to him.

“Thank you, Alfred,” Romeo says as he steps onto the bridge and carries me aboard the ship. When we get to the top he places me on my feet. The ship looks even bigger now I’m on it.

“Jumping jelly beans, is that a freaking pool?” I shout. I glance around. “And a freaking cannon?” Actual cannonballs lie next to it, ready to go. I take a step toward it, wanting to look at it.

“Keeping you happy and safe is my number one priority. So yes, there is a pool and a cannon.” Romeo wraps his arm around my waist, guiding me back to him.

“Pull us out,” he says to the butler, Alfred, who I notice is staring at my boobs and I don’t think he caught what Romeo said.

Romeo’s arm leaves my waist and he prowls toward Alfred. “I see this is going to be a fucking problem. I’ll make sure you keep your eyes off what’s mine.” He grabs Alford by his suit jacket and sends him sailing over the side of the boat. I hear a loud scream followed by a splash.

“Who’s going to drive the ship?” I exclaim. I attempt to look over the side of the ship, but once again Romeo has his arms around me, stopping me. He hits a button and the bridge starts to rise.

“Alfred.” Romeo says.

“Yes, sir.”

I scream and jump a little when a man, almost identical to the one who was just thrown off the boat, stands there ready for service.

“Pull us out,” Romeo says once again. The man nods and turns to do what Romeo said.

“Not going to throw me off anytime soon are you?” I ask.

Romeo laughs against my neck before he starts placing open-mouthed kisses there. I moan.

“I have other ways to get you wet, little love.” He bites my neck and my knees go weak. I feel the ship start to move.

“Alfred,” Romeo says, pulling back from me.

“Yes, sir.”

I scream again and jump. Oh my god, he’s got an army of Alfreds! I should probably be more concerned about his ability to either clone humans, or create a cyborg army. Isn’t that the plot of Terminator? I didn’t see any Skynet logos so I let it go. I’m so just going to roll with it.

Romeo gives a small chuckle at my scream. “The priest is here?” he asks.

“He is ready when you are.” He nods before disappearing again, and I wonder if maybe butlers are like retired ninjas and that’s how they move so fast.

“Then I’ll go get my soon-to-be wife ready.” He swings me up in his arms.

“I know how to walk, you know,” I say, even as I lay my head on his shoulder.

“Get used to it.” My eyes are on him, but I can tell we’re in the bowels of the boat and going deeper still. I find that my eyes always slide to him no matter what’s happening around us. A door opens and before I know it I’m on a bed with Romeo hovering over me.