Page 17 of Traps and Gretchen

“Fyoo-rie,” he croaked, pushing her leg up and open. He placed his foot on the bed, keeping her spread wide while sliding the head of his cock slowly over every inch of his dripping heaven. She reached for more with little flicks of her hips, the sight driving him crazy.

“You’re making love tome, Neelo?” she panted.

Hearing her worry, he locked gazes with her for many seconds. “I’m making love to Ma Belle Fyoo-rie,” he said, bringing his mouth to hers. “To Ma Belle Bee-shjoo.” He stroked her face, wiping her tears.

“I’m… your jewel?”

“You’re my everything. Everything I’ve ever wanted. Everything I never knew I needed.”

“You are the same to me!” she cried. “You believe me, Fatey?”

He took hold of his cock and placed himself at her entrance. “With all that I am, Farkle.”

The Tie That Binds

Gretchen gasped when his tongue entered her mouth, and his penis pressed at her opening. Oh God, he was huge!

“I got you, Ma Bee-shjoo,” he whispered, stroking her face softly, not pushing in. “I will try so hard not to hurt you.”

She answered with only breaths and scared moans as her heart tried to beat from her chest. “This is it,” she gasped, feeling them at the ledge of a cliff.

“This is it,” he whispered, kissing the corner of her mouth. “Are we ready, Bee-shjoo?”

She nodded, leaning up to kiss him, searching his eyes. “I’m ready husband. To be your wife.”

She watched his eyes roll shut, and she thrust her hips up to meet his slight push, pulling him halfway into her.

“Fuck,” he strained, capturing her throat in his hand. The feel of his power, restrained in gentleness had her fighting to kiss him.

“Do it, Fatey,” she gasped in his mouth. “Create me. Make me real.”

He shoved all the way in, his body crashing so hard into hers. He stole her sharp scream of pain, shock, and awe with the deepest kiss. And then he moved inside her, causing the entire universe to shift and her mind to spin. “Neelo!” she cried as he flew them higher and higher, his strokes like massive wings, each thrust shooting them further into the heavens. And then they reached a place of burning white sparks that rained through them, filling their bodies and breaths as it weaved them intounfathomable energy. Joy. Unspeakable joy. That’s what it was. Unspeakable love. Unspeakablevictory.

He released her arms finally and she flung them around his neck, holding his mouth to hers, weeping from the miracle she’d just experienced. “Neelo,” she gasped, wrapping her legs around him. “Are you all mine? Forever?”

“I have always been yours, Bee-shjoo,” he whispered breathless, pressing his forehead to hers. He lay next to her and pulled them into a full body embrace, wrapping his strong arms and legs around her and pressing her head into his hot chest.

Was she really in his arms? Really his wife?I have always been yours Bee-shjoo.A smile spread on her lips as giddy joy soared through her body, producing a tiny giggle.

“Mmmm, what’s funny, Ma Bee-shjoo,” he murmured.

“I’m just… so happy.”

He tilted her face up to his and kissed her softly.

“And hungry,” she said against his lips.

“But I just fed you.”

“You did.”

“And you burned the roux.”

She snuck her fingers between their mouths. “I was thinking.”

He moved her hand, claiming her lips again. “Tell me.”

“I… don’t want to pretend to be other people anymore.”

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