After everything that happened with the elders, not once did I think Marnie would cling to me the way she did. Something inside of her changed that day. Marnie was already a strong woman, and she's strong now, but I saw a vulnerability that touched something inside of me. I made a vow to protect her from harm, and I will see that vow through until the day I did.
Marnie seems to be getting herself ready for marriage. Marriage to the Don. I don't expect her to be a slave to me, but she cooks for me every morning and every night. She cleans the house when she doesn't need to. She even takes my suits to the damn dry cleaners and picks them up when they're ready. As people are now very aware that Marine is my fiancée, it's not an hour before the suits are ready for Marnie to collect.
Of course, I tell her that she doesn't need to do all of that, especially not cleaning the damn house, I have a housekeeper for that stuff. However, Marnie will just smile and tell me, ‘I like taking care of you, Draven. Just accept it, future husband,’ then she'll wink, and I'm left in awe of her.
The council would have Marnie doing exactly what's she's been doing. They'd have her bowing down to me like a slave to her King. I won't have that. I do not want that from Marnie; she will be my Queen! Yes, once we're married, there will be no way out for her. I will not give her up, and I don't have a damn clue why. This isn't about pride or not looking stupid in front of my men. This is about the fact this woman does something to me that no one else ever has or could.
There is not a man or woman alive who will tell me how my marriage should work. I will not treat my wife as though she was just there to clean up after me and to lay there when I want to fuck her. Been there, done that. This marriage will be something else entirely.
Right now, I'm fighting the damn erection tenting the sheet covering my lower half. Marnie's slim body is curved up against me, her head tucked into my neck, her hand on my bare chest, fingers flexing, feeling the muscles that lie there. The moan she lets out as I play with her scalp vibrates right through me.
“Draven,” Her sweet voice is nothing but a whisper in my ear, sending a shiver right down my spine, making my arms tingle.
I take Marnie's hand from my chest and kiss her palm. She moans loudly.
I've treated her with care over the past couple of weeks. I've made sure Marnie knows I will always be the man she can count on. She's shown me that she has faith in me, and God knows I know she's loyal to me. More loyal than any other woman I have ever been with.
God help me. How am I meant to keep my hands to myself when she's this close to me?
I feel Marnie's heat as she kisses my neck softly, my chest, and I'm powerless to stop her when she's creeping down my body, her lips caressing the muscles of my stomach as she makes her way toward my cock.
“Marnie, you don't have to do this.”
She looks up at me, a smirk on her face, and the waistband of my boxers in her hands. “Are you going to be my husband?”
“Yes.”
“You've shown me that I have nothing to worry about. The promises you made after what happened,” I close my eyes for a second. I've seen some awful things in my life, but the sight of this beautiful woman tied to that furnace pipe, soaking wet, bugs crawling all over her, and looking dead will haunt me for the rest of my life. “You've kept them all, Draven.” I open my eyes and look at her. She smiles so beautifully it warms me from the inside and out. “I know in my heart that I am safe with you. Everything else is just bullshit because now it's just you and me.”
I cup her face, and in awe of her, I stroke her cheek with my thumb. “That's right, beautiful.”
“Have you slept with anyone since we made this commitment?”
I smile while stroking her hair like she's my precious pet. “No,” I tell her honestly.
“Then I have every right to take what's mine.” Marnie pulls my boxers from my body with a mischievous giggle. “Mmm,” She moans appreciatively while taking my throbbing cock in her hand. “I have missed this cock, so thick and long. I swear on everything I love that this is the best cock I've ever had.”
Fuck, that's what a man likes to hear. Most women will say shit like what Marnie just said to turn a man on, the hormones rushing through him don't let him think about anything other than the way those words made him feel. But I know Marnie isn't lying, she means what she's saying, and I feel like a true fucking king because of it.
I bite my lip, pre-come already seeping from the tip of my cock. She licks it from the tip with a moan, her eyes still locked with mine. I cup Marnie's cheek again, my fingers sliding into her hair, her eyes close, a moan tearing from her throat as her mouth descends on my dick.
Fuck!
My head falls back, my eyes closed. My god, this feels so damn good. So damn good to feel her mouth around me after all these months. I had no idea just how much I'd missed these moments with her. All those women I had after Marnie never compared, and trust me, I compared each one to her.
How fuckin' clichéd is that shit?
But fuck if it isn't true.
Her tongue slides up and down my shaft, and I feel the sensation of it everywhere! “Fuck, baby,” I can't stand it, her warm, wet mouth taking me as far as she can without choking around half of it. I'm just too big for her to take all of me, and no, I'm not just trying to make myself look good. I'm a big guy. Everywhere. Literally.
But I will not come in her mouth, even if she is sucking me like a damn vacuum cleaner to the point I might explode. I've felt her velvet throat and how hard it was not to come down it, but I don't want that right now.
I grab Marnie's hair in a makeshift ponytail and pull her up and away from my aching cock. “Get the fuck up here right now and sit on my face. I want to eat that pretty pussy of yours until you come in my mouth.” Her face flushes bright red at my words, just as she did that night. She might flush with embarrassment, but that doesn't mean she's embarrassed by what I said, it's because she likes my dirty words, Marnie likes being spoken to like she's a dirty little slut.
Getting to her knees, Marnie rushes to remove her clothes, throwing them across the bed before scrambling to do exactly what I told her to do. I have only a second to appreciate how fucking gorgeous she is. She climbs over me, situating herself facing the wall, her knees either side of my head.
“Hold the headboard, baby. You'll need to.”
“I remember how good you ate my pussy, Draven Vidal. But just for clarification, why don't you... Oh, my god!”
That's right, baby girl, feel it. Enjoy my tongue on your clit, inside your little hole, fucking you, teasing you, getting you ready for my monster cock.
I lick her slowly at first. The sounds of her moans, and the way she rides my face while holding onto the headboard in a death grip has me groaning. She's riding me like she'll ride my cock when I drive it deep inside of her. The way she rode my cock that first night together.
Fuck, I can't get enough of Marnie's scent, nor the taste of her. She's driving me insane, and fuck if I don't come all over my damn self like a teenager with no self-control! Good job I have good self-restraint.
I feel Marnie tensing as she grabs the front of my dark hair, pulling my mouth back to her clit, guiding me just where she wants me. I nip, lick, and suck her engorged clit, and she cries out to the heavens. “Fuck! Oh, Draven. Oh, god! I'm going to come. Draven, please, I can't stop it!”
I up the tempo, letting her know that's exactly what I want from her right now. “Fuuuuck! Fuuuuck! Draven!” Marnie comes hard, a whole body orgasm, and still, I lap at her pussy, drawing out her pleasure, making it last. She shudders against me, still moving her hips as her orgasm ebbs away.
I tap her thighs after a few minutes, trying not to laugh under my breath at the fact she's all but smothering me.
Marnie climbs off me, and I wipe my face with the back of my hand. She grabs that hand, pulls it away from my face and kisses me furiously while straddling me. “I want you so bad, Draven.” She tells me, pussy rubbing against my hard-on gently, teasing me.
Gently, I grab her hips, lifting her to her knees. “Ride me, baby. Show me how bad you want me.” Show me like no one else ever has before or will again. I never wanted love before, but I won't lie, I want it so badly from this woman. I find myself wanting her approval. A man like me does not need approval from anyone, much less his woman. However, I don't just want it; I need it from Marnie. She's ruining me, and she doesn't even know it.
Marnie leans down and kisses me again, biting my lower lip, hard. Feisty girl! I like it. With my cock in her hand, she lifts her hips and holds the tip at her entrance. One inch in and she gasps, eyes rolling. She's fucking tight. God, I remember just how tight she was that night. I don't know what she does to keep her cunt this tight, but she better keep doing it.
“Oh, god,” She sighs while sinking slowly onto me, and her hot, wet, tight little cunt encases my cock inch by rock hard inch.
I don't want to hurt her, but I can't seem to tell my lust filled brain not to. I've never gone this long without sex since the day I lost my virginity at fourteen. I've never wanted anyone this much either.
I grab Marnie's ass cheeks in my hands, hers fall against my chest, and I ram her tight cunt as hard and fast as I can with abandon. She can't even keep up with me, but boy, does she try.