Page 26 of Madam Alana

I howled when he tugged and dragged the material back andforth until I arched almost greedily, scratching for every speck of pleasure Icould get, my clit throbbing along with my heartbeateach andeverytime he shifted. My fists turned white with the intensity of mygrip as the mother of all orgasms pounded through me. Darkness invaded myvision as stars sparked against my eyelids. My body tightened, everythingculminating into endless pleasure pooling at my center, tendrils of delightpouring like golden liquid from between my legs and out every limb.

“Christophe!” I gasped, riding the wave and his talentedhand as he slowed his pace, easing me down from such a glorious height.

He adjusted my panties into place as he slid his big body tolie by my side. He pressed featherlight kisses to my cheeks, nose, forehead,and eventually my lips, which was when I opened my eyes.

“Welcome back.” He grinned devilishly.

I pressed my head to his chest not knowing what theappropriate response was to a man who had just given me the best orgasm of mylife. Not to mention he’d done it over my underwear while I wore a nightgown.And yet he wasn’t grinding on my leg or trying to get himself off, nor was hedemanding I return the favor.

“Do you want me to…?” I gestured with my eyes down his body.

He grinned and waggled his eyebrows. “My cock is eager tomeet you. Alas, I am committed to my plan. I will make love to you one daysoon, Alana.” He leaned forward and softly kissed my lips. “But it will be whenyou are ready for such intimacy. Seeing you come by my hand…” He shook hishead. “There’s nothing more sacred. More precious. I want to paint you. Sculptyou out of clay. Etch your likeness into marble. You bring me endless ideas,cheri. If I give into our desires now, we willspend our lives in bed. Not a bad problem,non?” he teased. “But Iwant more.”

“What do you want?” I whispered, afraid to talk louder andbreak this perfect spell where I was safe, sound, happy, and dare I say…adored…assomeone special by this man.

“I want everything, my beautiful wife.” He kissed me.“First, I want to know about your scars if you are willing to share more aboutyour past.”

I clenched my teeth and my nostrils flared as the memoryresurfaced, taking the sated, calm feeling I’d just experienced andobliterating it completely.

“When I lived on the streets, I had to make money.” My voicecracked and I cleared my throat, trying to stall for more time.

He nodded for me to continue.

“I was only fifteen and had just met Celine. Some days we’dgo through a restaurant’s garbage and find edible food to survive on, butresources were very limited. Most nights we’d sleep in a women’s shelter. Butwe soon learned that staying at shelters at our age was risky. The governmentliked to place teens under the age of eighteen in homes. Celine and I hadsuffered enough in places that were supposed to be safe. So we decided to learnthe oldest trade in the book.”

“Sex work,” he surmised accurately. His guess was saidgently and with no judgement, unlike what I expected from pretty much anyonewho found out I’d sold my body for money.

I closed my eyes and looked away, shame filling my everythought.

Christophe curled a finger around my chin and lightly turnedmy head to look me in the eyes. “Sometimes in life, wehavetodo things we do not like. Things we are not proud of. I understandthis.”

“You do?” My tone rose along with the hope that he wouldn’tstart viewing me in a negative light. I’d already stared to yearn for hispraise and kindness.

“I do. Is this how you got the scars?” He brought theconversation back to what he wanted to know. The one thing I wanted to forgetfor the rest of time.

Tears filled my eyes and fell down my cheeks. I didn’tbother wiping them away.

“I was hired by two men. Offered more money than I’d ever madein a single night. I should have known better.” My breath caught in my throatas the thoughts of that night tortured me anew.

Christophe cupped my cheeks and wiped away my tears. “It’sokay. I’m here. You give me what’s heavy within your mind, heart, and soul. Iwill carry it for you so that it can never hurt you again.”

I had to trust him if we were ever going to be happy in ourmarriage. So I shifted my head back until he dropped his arms. I couldn’t saywhat happened with the beauty of his touch on my skin. Not when I had to relivesomething horrendous.

“It started fine. We shared a couple drinks. Thingsprogressed.”

He nodded but didn’t speak.

“When they got me naked, one suddenly held my hands downover my head on the bed. That’s when his friend pulled out a knife. I screamed,of course, but they were too strong. The guy with the knife ripped off one ofhis dirty socks and shoved it into my mouth, gagging me. Apparently, they likedinflicting pain while having sex. One would carve into my thigh and watch itbleed to the hoots and hollers of his friend. Then they took turns raping me.That process continued until I passed out. I woke up a butchered, bleeding mess.”

Christophe bounced off the bed and started to pace. Hishands were white fists, his facial expression twisted to one of pure rage. “IfI could do to them all that they did to you, I would,” he snarled. “I’d makesure they felt pain for the rest of their miserable existences,” he growled ashe crossed the floor.

“That experience taught Celine and I to take turns with ourjohns, so the other was always readily available to call the authorities if asituation got out of hand.”

“Smart,” he snapped, still angry. “I’m sorry this horrorhappened to you. If there is anything I can do to help now, I am here. I willalways be here. Nothing like that will ever happen to you again. I swear it,”Christophe vowed.

The funny thing, even after such a short time of knowinghim, I believed his vow.No one butCeline had made mesuch a promise. Christophe, my husband, wasn’t looking at me with disdain ordisgust, as I had feared. He was angryfor me. Just like Celine.

“I’m going to give you some time to be alone and workthrough your thoughts. I will shower in the other room and ready. We’re meetingDarren and Celine at noon.”

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