by Lexie Syrah
This time, my father was the one to get up. He didn’t run across the room like my mother, but the raw joy was apparent in every step. He bent down and hugged my fiancé, and Dante hugged him back, slightly awkwardly.
“Now, I believe that Elena has a date with a dress shop today if you would like to take her, Mina,” Dante said as they sat back down. “I think that the rest of the wedding preparations can be done as a family, if that’s okay with the two of you,” he said.
They smiled and laughed as we all began the grueling task of planning the fastest wedding we’d ever heard of.
White roses and greenery wreathed the freshly painted ivory pavilion that Dante and I stood on. Our family’s priest stood between us at a pedestal, and my family and friends sat on white chairs below us. Dante had three friends seated in the rows as well, and in all there were thirty people present.
The air was quiet as the priest finished his speech and nodded to Dante.
“I love you, Elena, and I promise to be yours and only yours. My body, soul, heart, and mind are yours, and I will do anything I can to give you the life you deserve.
I will be with you in sickness and in health, but I will also be with you in pain and in pleasure, in sadness and in joy. I will be with you regardless of what happens, for we are two halves of a whole.”
He took the ring, a simple gold band with a single diamond, and placed it on my finger. Everything seemed surreal as I heard his vows and felt the ring slide onto my finger. The priest nodded to me.
“I love you Dante, more than anything or anyone. I promise to love and to serve you, to be the one person you can always let down your walls around. I promise that I will give you everything that I am, mind, body, and soul, and I will never force you to be anyone but yourself.
I vow that no matter what happens, I will always love you. I promise that no matter what, you will always be my hero. You are the only man that could know me and understand me, the only man who could fix the broken pieces inside of me before I’d even known they were there.”
I slide the gold band onto his finger as he smiled at me, a glow radiating from his skin at my words.
“Dante, you may now kiss the bride,” the priest said in his heavy Romanian accent. Dante held me close and kissed me with all the passion that he’d kissed me with on that first night, kissed me with the knowledge that we were now one. Two broken people becoming whole together.
I knelt before the door, my legs covered in sheer white stockings held up by a white garter belt, with my arms behind my back as you’d been training me to do. It seemed strange to wear white since you hated it so much, but it was our first night as husband and wife, so it seemed appropriate. A sheer white mesh bralette covered my breasts. I wasn’t wearing any panties. They’d just get in the way.
I stayed motionless as I waited for you to finish getting the bucket of ice. It was still funny thinking about you doing simple things like getting ice yourself, but I’d asked to be able to stay somewhere away from people on our honeymoon. You’d agreed. No servants this time.
The warm Caribbean breeze carried the scent of salt and lush plant life. I sighed as I thought about the starlit sky that hung over our personal beach. The world was draped in an almost purple dusk as the full moon lit the world of this little island far from the world of light pollution.
The door opened, and Dante walked in, surprised at my unprovoked submissiveness. He put down the bucket of ice and unbuttoned the shorts that he’d worn all day. I watched hungrily as he let them fall around his ankles and brought his cock to my face. I was patient and didn’t reach for it, didn’t show him just how badly I wanted it.
He ran one hand into my straight blond hair and used his other hand to rub his cock over my lips. “You’re such a good girl, Elena. You’re all mine, you know that, right?”
I didn’t say anything. I knew he didn’t want an answer. He wanted me to be hungry. He wanted my body to crave his, and there was no doubt that it did. I answered simply by opening my mouth as wide as I could.
He put his cock into my mouth and slowly pumped in and out of me, keeping me balanced with his grip in my hair. I moaned as his cock swelled into my throat. I wanted him to use me. I wanted him to show me the need that filled him just as much as he wanted it from me.
His cock was rock hard and as it slid down my throat, Dante let out a low moan. “Fuck, Elena. You’ve gotten good at taking my cock. So fucking good.” He pulled his cock all the way out and held it in front of me. “Look up at me, my little submissive wife. I like how your eyes have that hungry look in them.”
I looked up at him and heard him stroking his cock only inches from my face. Then he let go of my hair and bent down to hold me from under my ass, and he picked me up, holding me easily at his waist level. I wrapped my legs around him, and he pressed his cock into my soaking wet pussy, stretching me and sending that little bit of pain through me that I loved so much.
“I love you and your magnificent cock, Dante.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and held myself up with them. He whispered in my ear, “Fuck yourself. We’re going to go for a walk.” He walked out the back of the open-air cabin that we were living in toward the beach of Dante’s private island.
The entire time that he carried me, I did my best to fuck his cock, my arms and legs working hard to continue to keep him hard. I had no expectations of finishing him like this, but I knew that he enjoyed me working hard to please him.
When we’d gotten to the beach, he pulled me off his cock and laid down on the pure white sand. “Ride me, Elena. Fuck me under the stars, he said.” I did just that. Up and down, over and over again. Ours moans were loud, but the sound of the waves crashing down on the beach only a few feet away from us silenced them.
This was what I was meant to do. I was meant to be this man’s lover, to help him to soar higher than any other woman ever could. He could have anyone, but he chose me, and I would make sure that he remembered that it was worth it.
His hands reached up to my neck, and he slowly began to choke me, but I didn’t stop pistoning up and down on his cock. It didn’t take long for him to begin grunting underneath me, and his hand released my neck. His cock twitched as he came deep inside of me. As I felt him soften, I climbed off him and wrapped my lips around his cock again. I licked and sucked on him until he seemed to have calmed down completely.
I lay down beside him on the soft sand. “I love you Elena,” he said, and I ran my hand across his chest, leaning my body against his. “I love you too Dante. My husband. Mine.” I stared into his pale blue eyes that had softened so much compared to the first few days we’d been together. I kissed him on the cheek.
“I’m going to go play in the water,” I said and stood up. “Then you’re going to catch me and drag me up to the house and you’re going to spank me for running away from you, okay? Then you’re going to fuck my ass until I cum over and over again.” I grinned at him as he laughed hard and climbed to his feet. I ran down to the ocean and he chased after me.
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Novels
Shattered Lives Vol 1: Torn
Novellas
Bound Temptations: Autumn’s Submission
Series Short Stories
Testing the Innocent Bride Vol 1: Introduction to Filthy Submission
Testing the Innocent Bride Vol 2: Trained in Pain
Testing the Innocent Bride Vol 3: Bound and Broken
Testing the Innocent Bride Vol 4: Pleasure in Pain
Testing the Innocent Bride Vol 5: Used at the Club
Testing the Innocent Bride Vol 6: Master’s Friends
Punished by the Landlord Vol 1: Paying with Skin
Punished
by the Landlord Vol 2: Filthy and Owned
Punished by the Landlord Vol 3: Begging the Landlord
Buying the Hotwife Vol 1: Teasing the Hotwife
Buying the Hotwife Vol 2: Tying the Hotwife
Buying the Hotwife Vol 3: Filling the Hotwife
The Billionaire’s Charity Vol 1: Contract
The Billionaire’s Charity Vol 2: Departure
The Billionaire’s Charity Vol 3: Flight
The Billionaire’s Charity Vol 4: Twilight
My Sorority Girlfriend Vol 1: Training
My Sorority Girlfriend Vol 2: Taken in Public
My Sorority Girlfriend Vol 3: Sorority BFF
My Billionaire Boss Vol 1: Submission
My Billionaire Boss Vol 2: Trained
Life As A Cheating Wife Vol 1: Backdoor Trained
Life As A Cheating Wife Vol 2: The Dominatrix
Punishing the Hotwife Vol 1: Caught
Punishing the Hotwife Vol 2: Begging For More
Punishment of His Cheating Wife 1
More Punishment of His Cheating Wife 2
Domestic Discipline: Nympho House Wife
Domestic Discipline: BBW House Wife
Short Stories
Paying With Ebony Skin
Making A Crossdresser
Exploring All My Holes
Liberated (Carnal Afflictions Vol 1)
Pain & Submission (Veronica’s Carnal Knowledge Vol 1)
Bundles
Punished by the Landlord Bundle
Buying the Hotwife Bundle
My Sorority Girlfriend Bundle
7 Erotica Short Stories: Pleasures in Pain, Punishment, and Submission
Three BDSM Weekends: Submissive Women and Their Alphas