Page 36 of The Casella King

Walking into our bedroom, I open the double doors and peek in, seeing my beautiful wife sleeping on her front, her plump, bare ass shining in the moonlight seeping in through the window. I could get used to this sight, coming home every night to a naked Aries, waiting for me to fuck her brains out. I begin to removemy jacket when I notice her phone light up on the bedside table. I grab the phone in my hand, unlocking it, seeing a new message from an unknown number.

Unknown

I know you didn’t want to marry him, and I know you’re still hung up over us. Come back to me, Aries. I promise I will treat you right this time.

I don’t even bother reading the rest of the message as my ears thump with blood. This motherfucker has some fucking balls contacting my wife after I shot him in the leg just weeks ago. He must have a death wish. A wish I’d be happy to grant, but first, I’m going to have a little fun.

I remove my blood-soaked clothes before sliding into the bed beside Aries, the blood of another man’s smeared on my face, chest, and hands, tainting the crisp white sheets. Brushing a strand of hair from her face, she stirs and slowly opens her eyes, still hooded with sleep. Sliding my hand down her naked body, her eyes almost bulge from her sockets as she gasps and jerks her body up, covering herself with the bedsheet.

“It’s me, sweetheart.” I chuckle as I watch her calm, her body beginning to relax again.

“Is that?—”

“No, it’s not my blood.” I answer her question before she can ask it.

She begins to move closer to me, reaching out her hand, she places it on my chest, and her eyes twinkle in the dim lighting of our bedroom.

“How did you sleep?” I ask, my hands resting on her hips as she now straddles me.

“Thinking about the promise you made me before you left,” she whispers as her hand moves up to run through my hair, myhead moving back, watching her lips. My dick is throbbing in anticipation as her pussy hovers over me.

“I’m all yours, sweetheart,” I say as her lips crash into mine, her hunger evident in the way her tongue writhes with mine. “Only you can have your way with me,” I say through the kiss. “No one else.” I hold the base of my cock, and with my other hand on her hip, I push her down, her warm pussy enveloping me as she moves herself down onto the length of me. I groan as her breasts now fill my vision, and I take one in my mouth, sucking and licking as she purrs, grinding on my dick, taking her pleasure.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” I whisper through sucking her pink nipple into my mouth. She sucks in a breath as her hands grip the back of my neck.

“Grab my ass,” she says between breaths, and I comply. Giving my wife the pleasure she well deserves. “Ezra,” she whispers as her hips grind over me. I lean into her neck, planting kisses, sucking, and biting until her breathing is uneven, her moans filling the room and sweat beads running between her breasts. “I need you,” she says, her voice almost desperate.

“Tell me, tell me what you need,” I groan.

“I want you to fuck me like you hate me.” She stops moving and looks into my eyes, her eyes wild with lust.

A smirk curls on the corner of my lips. “Gladly.” I flip her onto all fours on the bed and enter her from behind, not wasting any time. Grabbing her hair, I yank backward, her back now arched, breasts pushed out in front of her.

I begin to move in and out of her as I place my other hand over her throat.

“Oh, fuck,” she breathes out as I slam into her, squeezing her neck tighter with each thrust.

“I love when my queen requests to be fucked like a dirty little slut,” I whisper into her ear, feeling her pussy becoming wetter and wetter with every word.

I release my hold on her throat and reach for her phone on the bedside table, still fucking her, holding her hair. I press dial on the number I know to be Ray.

“Tell me, sweetheart, tell me how much you like to be fucked hard.” I ram into her as she moans, making my dick harder than a fucking rock. I see the call connect as she speaks.

“Ezra, I love when you fuck me, I love when you’re so deep inside me.” She moans, her hand reaching between her legs. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come.” She raises her voice, her moans filling the air.

“Come all over me, sweetheart. Show me how much you love my cock deep inside you.” I growl as I grab her throat again, and she comes undone on my cock, her tits bouncing as I thrust once more, unloading deep inside her.

I see the call disconnect as he hangs up, and I admit, I did it purely to claim my territory.

She’s mine.

Nothing can take her from me, and although I know for a fact he doesn’t stand a chance, I wanted to show him just how much she screams for me, how she undoubtedly never used to scream for him. I place her phone back on the bedside table and pull her back into me. Laying down, I spoon her from behind.

“That was,” she exhales, “amazing.”

“You can thank me tomorrow, on your knees with my cock in your mouth.” I say as I trace a finger down her arm. Her body relaxes underneath my touch. “Sweetheart?”

“Mm?”

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