Taking Back His Bride

by Madison Faye

  “Mine, huh?” he growls. His eyes blaze, and his hands tighten a little more in my hair, making my pulse jump.

  “Yours,” I gasp.

  “Then open that pretty mouth, angel. Open wide for me.”

  I moan, nodding as my mouth opens for him. Both my hands are in my lap, rubbing my clit and teasing my opening as he pulls me forward and slowly starts to push his cock between my lips. He groans, abs rippling and muscles clenching as he pushes deeper into my mouth. My tongue teases his underside, and I suck wildly and wetly on him. He holds my hair as he pumps his muscled hips, fucking his cock in and out as both of our moans and the obscene wet slurping noises of my mouth on him fill the room.

  I bring one hand up and cup his heavy, swollen balls, teasing them with my fingertips and feeling him tense and grunt, pumping his cock over my lips faster and a little deeper, making me thrill. I rub my clit, and my moans become constant as my gorgeous, dominant, loving, and incredible husband claims my mouth.

  With a low growl, he pulls away, panting, his muscles clenched tight. A thin trail of spit hangs between my bottom lip and his swollen, glistening cock, and I ignore his pulling me away to push forward and slurp it up, giving his crown one last kiss.

  “C’mere, angel,” he purrs as he pulls me up. I moan, rising up on my knees as Brooks leans down, cups my jaw, and kisses me fiercely. Hungrily. Hard enough to bruise my lips so deliciously.

  He leans into me, pushing me back until with a giggled shriek, I tumble back across the bed. He sheds the rest of his clothes, and I go for my heels finally, but he grins wolfishly and shakes his head.

  “Keep those on.”

  I nod, panting as he stalks up onto the bed after me, moving over me. His muscles ripple and his eyes flash fire as he moves between my spread thighs, his hands on either side of my shoulders.

  “I missed you so much,” I whisper softly.

  Brooks’ eyes flash, and he leans down to brush my lips with his. “You had me hooked the second I saw you, angel,” he growls. “Hooked, addicted, obsessed.”

  “Head over heels?” I whisper quietly—a line we used to use half-jokingly.

  He just grins when I say it, and nods. “Head over fucking heels, baby.” He pushes his hips forward, and suddenly, the silly smile on my face fades to pure heat and bliss as I feel that thick cock head nudge across my slick, swollen lips.

  “And now,” he growls. “I’m gonna put these fucking heels over your head and fuck you like you’re mine.”

  “I am yours,” I moan softly.

  “Damn right you are.”

  His hips rock forward, and my jaw drops, my eyes going wide as the cry of anguished pleasure rips from my lips at the feel of him driving into me. I scream in pleasure as Brooks buries a full third of his big dick in my slick, tight little pussy in one thrust, stretching me wide and making my back arch in ecstasy.

  “Fuck, angel,” he grunts into my ear. “How the fuck did you get even tighter?”

  “Because I didn’t have you, baby,” I moan, wrapping my legs around his muscular hips. My arms wrap around his torso, my nails teasing over his skin as I feel him pulse inside of me. “Because I didn’t have this…” I rock my hips up, both of us moaning as another few inches of him slide into me. “I didn’t have this to fill me up so good.”

  “We’d better make up for lost time then, shouldn’t we.”

  He drives in all the way with no warning, and the pleasure and heat explode through me as I scream out and claw at his back. Brooks grunts, grinding that gorgeous, fat cock of his deep inside. I can feel myself clamping down on him, my pussy rippling in pleasure up and down every inch of him. His heavy balls rest against my ass, and when he starts to pull out, I moan at the feel of my pussy clinging to him, like I never want him to not be inside of me.

  “You want more of this cock, angel?” he growls, like he’s reading my thoughts. And honestly, it always felt like he could.

  “Yes,” I moan eagerly.

  “Of this cock?” he teases, letting his head slip free of me, making me groan in frustration. He pushes his hips forward, letting the swollen crown bump over my clit once, twice, three times, and then again as I start to tremble and rock my hips towards him.

  “Fuck, Brooks,” I whimper heatedly. “Please.”

  “Please what, angel,” he purrs into my ear, his cock sawing back and forth across my slick, dripping wet pussy, pushing his precum and my arousal all over my lips and clit until I can feel it dripping down my ass.

  “Please fuck me,” I gasp, losing all control. “Please fuck me with that big cock of yours, baby!”

  “Good girl,” he purrs. His hips roll, and when I feel his head ease back against my opening, my breath catches.

  “Now be a good girl and spread those legs wide for me. Spread those legs and let me fuck this sweet little pussy like I know you’ve been missing. Like it deserves to get fucked.”

  My heeled feet spread, my legs stretching wide as my pussy opens for him. And suddenly, with one powerful thrust, he buries every single inch inside of me.

  The scream tumbles from my lips, pleasure exploding through me as I rake my fingers across his back. Brooks growls, pulling back and then plunging back in. He does it again, and again, and we start to move faster and more desperately. We’re not teasing anymore.

  Now, we’re remembering.

  He groans, grabbing my legs and pushing them back so that my knees press against my swollen breasts. I whimper, gripping the backs of my knees as Brooks’ muscled body coils and ripples as he starts to thrust into me. His gorgeous, thick cock plunges into me again and again, fucking me hard, deep, and powerfully, fucking me exactly how he knows I want it.

  Claiming me all over again.

  I cry out, melting across the bed and just hanging on for dear life as he fucks me hard, and deep, and so good, until I’m a whimpering mess. I can feel the pressure build, the fire roaring to a crescendo inside of me as his big, thick, perfect cock plunges deep inside of me over and over. His balls slap my ass with every thrust, and I can feel them swelling bigger, so full of cum for me.

  He leans over me, crushing my legs to my chest and making me thrill at the constriction. His hips roll faster, his thickness plunging into me over and over as his lips find mine. I cry out into his mouth as a small climax rips through me, and he groans at the feel of me clamping down on him.

  “Fuck I missed you,” he groans, kissing me fiercely as he fucks me so good. My hands fall away, and he pushes my legs to either side of his head, a knee over each of his shoulders as he folds me in half and fucks me.

  “I missed you so fucking much,” I cry out, whimpering as I start to lose the last little bits of my grasp on reality. Pleasure explodes through me, and I can feel myself start to fall as my husband—my husband—fucks me over and over again, until it’s a blur of emotion and pleasure threatening to explode at any second.

  “It was always only you, angel,” he growls into my lips, his muscles tightening and his cock swelling up so big inside of me. “My heart was always yours and yours alone,” he grunts, driving into me as the white heat starts to explode inside of me.

  “I loved you from the second I saw you.”

  “Brooks!”

  “Come for me, angel,” he growls into my lips, groaning as he rocks his hips and plunges his cock into my slick, quivering, eager pussy over and over. “Come all over my big cock. Be a good girl and come for my fat cock so I can fill you up with my cum. Let me claim you all over again. Let me make you come, and then I’m going to give you every single drop of my cum. Come for me, Leanna.”

  His cock drives in deep, his body grinds against my clit, and his lips sear to mine as his tongue plunges into my mouth.

  And I shatter.

  I scream, clinging to him for dear life as the whole world explodes around me. White light and heat and fire consume me, and I’m trembling and shaking and crying out in pleasure as the orgasm smashes over me like a tidal wave. Brooks roars into
my mouth, thrusting into me, his muscled body holding me so tight as he buries his cock to the hilt inside and let’s go. I gasp, crying out as I feel his heavy cum-filled balls twitch against my ass over and over and over, and when his cock swells up huge inside of me, suddenly, I feel it.

  Thick, hot, sticky splashes of his pearly white cum explode into me, gushing against my womb and coating my walls. He roars, pumping rope after thick rope of his seed deep into me, his hips still thrusting and pushing me right into another huge climax as I cry out and cling to him. We rock together, our bodies moving like one, sealed to one another as he just keeps coming, until slowly, we collapse, panting.

  Brooks’ mouth finds mine again, and I kiss him feverishly, my hands holding his face and tears running down my cheeks.

  “Fuck, Leanna—”

  “They’re happy tears,” I half sob, half giggle. “God, I missed you.”

  “I missed you so fucking much,” he groans.

  “I felt that,” I giggle, squeezing my core around his cock, making the both of us groan. He’s still so hard though, like he hasn’t just come himself and pumped what feels like a gallon of cum deep into my pussy. He’s rock-hard, actually.

  “I think I’m still missing you,” he growls, reading my thoughts again. His hand slides over my body, making me gasp as I feel his cock throb inside of me.

  “You want more, huh?” I grin, biting my lip and gasping as I feel him slowly grind into me.

  “Angel,” he growls, pulling me close and bruising my lips with his.

  “When it comes to you, I’ll always want more.”

  7

  Brooks

  The second I’m finished coming inside of her, I already want more. No, fuck that. I need more. Once isn’t nearly enough to satiate me or slake the thirst for her that’s been building in me for over a year. My cock throbs inside her slick, hot little cunt, and when she moans, I start to move again.

  I roll us over, pulling Leanna on top of me as her legs spread around my hips. Fuck, I always loved her like this—perched on top of my cock like a queen. Like my queen, and my cock is her throne. Her full breasts sway above me, those hard, light pink nipples aching for my mouth and above them, her gorgeous eyes blazing heat down into mine.

  “Once isn’t enough, huh?” she purrs, and when she squeezes down on me again, I groan as my hands slide up her thighs to grip her hips tightly.

  “A hundred times wouldn’t be enough,” I growl.

  She bites her lip, our eyes lock, and slowly, she starts to move. Those hips start to roll back and forth on me, and her eyes half close as they roll back, pleasure blooming pink across her face. She drops her head back, her wild blonde hair cascading down her back as her hands drop to my chest, nails raking my skin.

  “Fuck that cock, angel,” I growl, flexing inside of her and making her whimper. “Bounce on that big dick. Let me feel that messy little naughty girl pussy cream all over me until it’s dripping down my balls.”

  She moans, and when she starts to slide up, I grunt at the feel of her slick pink heaven dragging up my shaft. She squeezes her little pussy around my head, making me groan and making my balls jump before she drops back down, crying out as she impales herself on my cock. My fingers dig into her skin, and as she starts to move faster, I start to thrust my own hips to meet her.

  We move right to fast fucking this time. Leanna coos and whimpers and moans so fucking sweetly and so erotically that I swear I could come from just the sound of her pleasure alone. She squeals as my hand comes down across her ass, slapping her and spurring her on as she bounces faster and harder on my cock. I lean up, and when my lips wrap around one pink, aching nipple, she cries out as she grinds down on my thick shaft again and again.

  “Oh fuck, Brooks!” she moans wildly, riding me faster and harder—wantonly fucking my cock like a girl possessed. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”

  And I am all too happy to oblige.

  I thrust up into her, snarling into her tits as I suck on her nipples and swirl my tongue over them. My abs ripple and tighten as I drive up into her, fingers digging into the skin of her hips hard enough to leave marks as I push my swollen cock deep against her womb. Her molten hot heat quivers around me, her pussy leaking her arousal down my shaft like honey as we move faster and harder.

  I grip her ass tight, bouncing it up and down my shaft, seeing red as the raw need to have her, and claim her, and mark her consume me. She was always mine, but I was without her for over a year. I think of dipshits like that piece of garbage at the restaurant trying to lay hands on her, or trying to get a piece of her, or trying to take what’s mine, and the thought only spurs me on.

  It makes me want to imprint myself on her. It makes me want to fuck her sweet little cunt until it never forgets the feel of me.

  I snarl, the demon inside of me roaring out like a beast as I start to fuck her hard and fast, driving my fat cock deep into her little pussy as Leanna screams in pleasure. I fuck her harder and deeper, pistoning my cock in and out of her dripping wet cunt and sucking her nipples between my lips until suddenly, she just detonates out of nowhere on top of me.

  The orgasm explodes through her, and she cries out, clawing at my chest and shoulders with her nails as her slick, velvety pussy clamps down on my cock. I groan, barely holding on as she bounces on me up and down, screaming out her climax as her sweet sticky honey gushes all over me.

  She’s barely had time to catch a breath before I move, the beast in me demanding more.

  Wanting more.

  Needing more.

  With a roar, I roll us over, pulling out of her as I push her down on the bed, face-down. Leanna whimpers, panting and shivering in ecstasy as I roughly push her down into the sheets and raise that tight little ass up in the air. She knows full well about the beast in me that she alone brings out, and I know she knows what it means when she feels it start to break free.

  …That she’s about to get fucked.

  I groan as I move behind her, and when my hand comes down with a sharp spank on her ass, she cries out wildly.

  “Do it!” she whimpers, wiggling her little ass at me. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me and make me yours.”

  The growl rumbles from my throat as I stroke my achingly hard cock, one hand on her ass as I move behind her and ease the head against her cum-soaked pussy.

  “You want this, baby girl?” I hiss, teasing her as I push just the head in and out of her.

  “Yes!” she whines, panting as I tease her. “I want you to—fuck!”

  She squeals in pleasure as I drive in with one thrust, slamming every inch deep inside of her as my balls slap against her clit. I roar, pulling back and thrusting in all over again. The red mist of pleasure and the need to claim this woman descends over me, and after that, I just start to fuck her. I roar as I drive in and out, fucking her tight little cunt balls deep on every thrust—claiming her smaller body as I crouch behind her and pound into her. Leanna claws at the sheets, screaming in pleasure and thrusting back to meet me.

  My palm spanks her ass again and again, my balls slapping her clit with every thrust. I rut into her, snarling like a caveman as I plunge in and out of her slick, tight little pussy.

  Claiming her all over again, Making her remember that she’s mine.

  We move faster and faster, my hips crashing into her ass and my fingers digging into her skin hard enough to bruise. I reach out, wrapping that long blonde hair in a fist as I grunt, plunging into her cunt over and over as Leanna comes apart. She screams as she comes again, and it’s all just a blur of pure pleasure and love and raw emotion for this woman—my soulmate, my everything.

  Feeling her come and knowing just how full of love my heart is for her sends me over the edge. With a roar, I tug on her hair and grip her ass tight, driving my throbbing cock balls-deep in her tight little pussy before suddenly, I explode. My balls twitch, and I cry out as I start to pump rope after thick, sticky rope of cum deep inside of her. I roar again, just holding myself as deep as
I can possibly go as I flood her womb with my seed, until I can feel it leaking out around us and dribbling down her thighs.

  I pull out, stroking my cock and groaning as my balls twitch again. Another thick rope of cum spurts out of me, leaving a thick white streak across her ass. I pump again, and more and more cum just keeps erupting from my cock. I growl, spraying my sticky cum across her ass and her pussy, until I’ve made a fucking mess of her as it drips down her skin.

  With a moan, we both collapse onto the bed, gasping for air and shaking in the aftershocks of it all. I’m on my back, panting as I turn to see her face down, a look of pure bliss and exhaustion on her face. I glance lower, smirking smugly at the sight of my pearly white cum glistening all over her—splattered and streaked across her ass, her thighs, and her back.

  Marking her as mine.

  I lean over, and when our lips touch gently, she moans softly into the kiss.

  “Holy fuck, baby,” she mumbles, groaning as she stretches and bites her lip, basking in the afterglow of the orgasms I’ve just dragged from her body.

  “Done yet?” she grins. But as she opens her eyes and locks them on mine, and sees the heat still roaring in mine, her cheeks flush red. Her eyes drop to my cock, still standing rock hard and pulsing up from my abs, and she knows the answer before I even make a move.

  She whimpers in pleasure as I pull her into me, both of us on our sides facing each other as I raise one of her legs and move into position, my cock head nudging against her silken, swollen pink pussy lips.

  “Not even close, angel,” I purr as I ease the head inside, her breath catching as the moan falls from her lips.

  “Not even fucking close.”

  8

  Brooks

  It’s hours later by the time I’m done with her. “Done” being, well, not the best word to use there. “Temporarily through with claiming every inch of her body and making her come until she can hardly stand or breathe” might be a better way of putting it.