Arabella’s point of view.
“Edward, I counting on you” I said to no one as I checked out myself in the mirror one last time.
I adjusted my bra while making sure I pushed my breasts up, exposing a lot of my cleavage and packed my hair in a very messy bun.
I’m gonna make Wymond eat his words tonight, he’s gonna regret calling me, his mate, a slut.
“Babygirl, it’s showtime” I told my reflection in the mirror before heading towards the bed, with my heels hitting the floor as I walked.
Without wasting time, I hopped on the bed and raised my hips up sexily.
My eyes landed on the door, then I started counting mentally “3, 2, 1…”
As expected, the door pushed open and Wymond barged him which made me smirked, his eyes searched everywhere frantically until they landed on me.
He halted abruptly when he saw I was in nothing but a red lacy bra and matching panty, his Adam’s apple moved quickly as he gulped -I heard the sound of him gulping from the bed.
His eyes trailed my body as he checked me out too, until he let them settle on my chest. He started taking slow and cautious steps towards me, his eye never left my cleavage for a second.
Renee is right, he’s truly sex-starved, hence he’s spouting nonsense and behaving childishly -but that’s very low of him.
“Come to Momma” I slurred seductively. “Momma’s ready for you” then I winked at him.
He didn’t take slow steps anymore when he heard that, he leaped and landed on the bed, he sat on his knees as his eyes still stayed focus on my cleavage with his tongue sticking out like a hungry dog.
He’s truly a big puppy -I laughed mentally.
I held my breasts and pushed them up slightly, making them even more tempting, sexier and irresistible.
“Wanna have a bite of this sexiness?” I asked teasingly and he quickly nodded dumbly. “Then come get it”
His eyes moved towards my wounded abdomen and his eyebrows furrowed slightly when he realized it’s healed, he gave me a confusing look but simply I smirked and winked at him.
He must be wondering how I made it possible, because we’ve both used up our chances for today -well, anything is possible when you have an open minded sister-in-law.
“I’m healed, let’s do it”
With that he pounced on me, he held my hands above her head as those I’m his captive. Hey, buddy, you’re the captive here, don’t come and turn the game around.
I used all my strength to flip us, making him lay underneath me and my tiny figure hovered over him.
“I should be…”
“Shhhh” I shushed him. “It’s my game tonight and you’re just a pawn in this game”
“W-what?”
I crashed my lips on his in response, he was too shock to comprehend what’s going on, so, I used it as an opportunity to explore his mouth like he usually does to me.
My tongue entered his mouth and licked every inch of his mouth, I know this might sound weird and crazy, but there some kind of sugary taste in his mouth and it’s making it hard for me to stop kissing him.
Well, that was until I caught a whiff of sweat on him, I sprang up and hopped off the bed. He quickly sat up and frowned at me.
“I thought we’re doing it tonight, why did you stop?” he asked.
“Oh, we’re but ou’re sweaty, come on, I’ll give you a quick bath” I replied him.
He nodded and hopped off the bed too, I walked towards our closet, swaying my hips extremely sexily as I walked, because I know his eyes are definitely focused on my @ss right now -I want him to be as hard as a rock tonight even before I’d give him head.
I picked a random tie and walked back to him, I carelessly and loosely tied the tie around his neck, then started pulling him with me towards the bathroom by the tie.
“Er.. this makes me feel like a dog or a prisoner” he grumbled coherently but I heard it.
“Shut up, you’re both tonight” I responded and he didn’t argue anymore, he silently followed me.
We made it to the bathroom in a minute, I slammed the door shut and drooled over his bare, hairy chest for a moment.
“Strip!” I ordered him when I’ve had enough.
He nodded dumbly and started unbuckling his belt, while I started getting the bath ready for him.
I turned to face him, only for my eyes to land on his hard manhood and I couldn’t help but licked my lips in anticipation -I could already imagine him in my mouth.
“Get in” I nodded at the bathtub.
He nodded in response and quickly entered, but he didn’t escape my hand that spanked his @ss.
I reached for his sponge that was hanging on a small rail, added some body wash, then I started scrubbing his upper body for a while.
Soon, I reached for the faucet, turned it on and let the water wash off the soap on his body.
I turned it off and threw it in a corner, then grabbed Wymond’s face, raised it up and crashed my lips on his -my breasts were shoved in his face since our faces are upside down.
He reached for my bra’s hook and unhooked it, releasing my breasts on his face as his tongue started licking randomly and hungrily.
He grabbed both breasts and massaged them gently, his fingers played with my tits as he massage them.
After a moment, he moved his head and broke the kiss which made me frown in disappointment.
“Take off your panty” he said.
I nodded and quickly took off my panty, then made to crash my lips on his again but he shook his head in disagreement.
“Come on, climb” he ordered, gesturing at the bathtub.
I made to get in with him, but he shook his head again.
“I said climb, not get in” he clarified as he lowered his head, that’s when I understood what he’s trying to say.
I sighed and climbed onto the bathtub with each of my knees on both edge and my pûssy was directly on Wymond’s face, although, I’m scared that I might fall but Wymond maneuvered somehow and held my thighs firmly -then I’m confident I ain’t gonna fall.
His tongue started licking my pûssy-lips teasingly, making me feel cutting his tongue and shove it in me already.
I grabbed his already erected dîck and started stroking him which made him hiss quietly, but that didn’t stop him from pleasuring me.
He shoved his tongue in my hole, then began thrusting in and out, as deep as his tongue can go. I don’t know if tongue’s supposed to go as deep as his own, but his tongue’s pretty deep at the moment.
My eyes closed momentarily as his tongue continued thrusting deeper and faster, he’d stop every few seconds and suck up every and any juice that sprint out of my pûssy though.
I continued stroking him, trying to keep up with his pace, I stopped stroking him and took him in my mouth… he made me give up and surrendered myself to him took a step I wasn’t expecting.. yet.
He spanked my @ss a few times, before shoving four fingers in me which made my knees weak and slip, then I fell into the bathtub -I gulped a few soapy water as consequences of our rough play.
Wymond quickly pulled his fingers and tongue outta me and sat up, he helped me sat up too and pulled me closer to him, then crashed his lips on mine.
He broke the kiss, turned me and made my back rest on his chest, then wrapped his left arm around my waist and shoved those four fingers back in my hole and started thrusting them in.
His fingers moved slowly and steadily at first, but they started moving very fast when he’s felt like my pûssy has welcomed them.
I grabbed the edges of the bathtub as I felt as though I’m peeing on myself, I bite my lower lip to stop myself from screaming and trust me that was a big mistake -my mouth burst open and a very loud scream escaped it.
It seemed as if that scream was a motivation to him, because he increased his pace and peed myself more.
“Fuçk, yeah, squirt, squirt for me baby” he groaned.
Oh? So this is what people call squirting?
I continued squirting for a few more seconds and stopped.
He pulled his fingers out, then got up and climbed out of the bathtub, his arms were securely wrapped around my waist though.
He walked towards a wall and rested his back on it, then he raised me up as though he’s at the gym and I’m one of those weights he’s lifting.
My eyes widened in fear that I might fall and I wanted to hold his head, but I caught his hair instead.
“I.. Wymond, I…”
“Don’t be scared, I won’t let you fall” he assured me, his hot breath fanning my hole (pûssy) and that’s when I realized what he’s about to do.
His mouth delved in my pûssy and he started eating it as though he’s just stepped out of prison.
Why do I feel like he’s the boss of the game I started? Is it because he’s an expert in stuffs like this? Or has he being secretly sleeping with someone? Does he have a fuçk buddy?
I’ll make sure to ask him about that later, I don’t wanna start another fight in the middle of mating.
He gently brought me down and made me stand on my feet, then planted his lips on mine again and kissed me hungrily with his dîck poking my stomach.
“I can’t wait anymore, let’s mate” he growled huskily and impatiently.
“Hm” I hummed in response. “But…” I placed my hand on his chest to stop him. “… it’s my first time, it ain’t gonna hurt, right?”
He kissed my lips lightly.
“I’ll go very easy on you” he assured me.
He carried me and wrapped my legs around his waist, then walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom and headed towards our bed, trailing kisses along my jawlines as he approached the bed.
He laid me on the bed, then slowly, steadily and gently entered me.
I released a grunt when he took the first thrust, but he quickly leaned down and shut me up with a kiss. He waited for a short while, until I have adjusted to him before he started thrusting in faster -not too fast though.
“Hell, you’re too tight” he grunted out.
Isn’t that’s how having sèx with a virgin for the first time should be like, fool… I growled mentally.
I felt a single tear drop off my eyes as he continued thrusting in and I felt as if there’s a wall inside me that’s tearing apart.
After a few more thrusts, I felt no more pain and pleasure consumed me… all I wanted right now was to have him go faster.
It’s like he heard my thoughts, he suddenly increased his pace and started thrusting faster.
He’s slamming his shaft in me like a beast, no, I guess he’s a beast right now because his eyes kept flickering colors, but I could tell he’s trying his best to keep his original eyes color -his human eyes color.
His beasts must be fighting to take control, please don’t let them take control or I’m gonna die.
“They wanna take control, should I let them?” he asked.
“Huh?”
Let them take control? Isn’t that gonna make me pass out? Aren’t they shouldn’t shift my womb if I let them take control?.
“Maybe next time” I replied.
He nodded and continued thrusting for a few moments, he slipped a finger in my pûssy as he thrust faster and deeper.
“I.. I wanna mark you” he whispered in my ear.
“But you can’t mark me before my coronation, it’s….”
“I don’t care about fuçking traditions” he mumbled.
He kissed a spot in my neck and it sent sparks through my veins, I guess that’s the spot he’s gonna mark because his teeth kept grazing it.
“I am tradition itself” he said.