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“Meoooow, meow, meow,” I said in quick succession of a catlike meows. I was surprisingly good at it, but I needed his dick, and I sure as fuck wasn’t going to talk. His warning was clear when he ‘dressed’ me after breakfast.

When you are in your Kitten outfit, you do not speak. You will only meow, like a good kitten should.

He smiled and dropped the bell to grip the lounger on either side of me.

“Good girl, I know what you need,” he said, glancing between us until I felt his cock rest over my pussy.

“Meow,” I said as I tried to rub myself on him. A soft sigh of relief escaped from me when he rocked his hips and ground his cock against my pussy.

“Is this what you need, Kitten? Do you need my big cock inside your pretty pussy?” he said as leaned in to kiss my neck and my eyes fluttered shut. “Ora, immagina se non ti lasciassiraggiungere l'orgasmo,” he whispered.Now, imagine if I didn’t let you orgasm.

I froze at his words.

Could he do that? Was that permitted in marriage? The priest didn't cover that in our initial talk on marriage. It didn't sound right. There should be a law against this kind of cruel behaviour.

Fuck.

Chapter 19

Alessio

When I pulled back to look at her, a range of emotions flickered across her face. They went from shock to confusion until she frowned with indignation. While she recovered from my threat, I gripped my cock and pushed it against her clit before I ran it down her pussy until I found her opening.

“Do you want to cum on my cock, Kitten?” I asked as I began to feed her my cock. She was so wet there was no need for lube.

She nodded vigorously before she meowed again. I bit back a smile as I gripped the lounger again. She spread her legs wider, and I rewarded her with a deeper thrust.

“That’s my good, Kitten, open yourself up for me,” I grunted as her pussy gripped around me.

I glanced down and saw her arousal coating my cock. It made me want to fuck her like a brutal beast. I held onto the last vestige of my control and continued to tease her until she wrapped all of her limbs around my body.

“Solo mia moglie prende il mio cazzo ora, capito?” I said fiercely as she clung to me.Only my wife gets my cock now, understand?

I felt her nod against my shoulder as she raised her hips to meet mine with a soft moan as she swallowed more of my cock. A sense of reassurance settled within me, and I let myself go. Myfingers tightened on the lounger, and I lifted my hips to slam myself back into her.

The velvety soft cunt fluttered around me, but I started to fuck her hard, fast and so deep that she grunted in pain. Within seconds my balls were wet from her dripping pussy. Her cries filled the air, and her nail dug into my neck. The need to cum inside my unprotected wife’s pussy became frantic.

“Yes, baby, get ready for my cum,” I groaned thinking of nailing her fertile young cunt with my seed.

Her body began to tremble at my words until I drove myself into her using all my weight. Her soft cries became fractured as she struggled to breathe, but my balls tightened, and I felt myself cum inside her. I rubbed myself against her pussy as the waves of pleasure rippled through my body. She tightened her muscles around me and clenched down on me as her nail released my neck. I hissed as my dick jerked in response before I looked my wife. Her kitten ears had slipped off, and her eyes were closed. I kissed the small smile that appeared on her lips.

???

After dinner, we took a stroll along the beach. She was more relaxed and was back to her chatty self. We talked about our childhood, and she mentioned that she would frequently get into trouble at school.

“That doesn't surprise me in the least, Kitten. Did you traumatise your teachers?” I asked, pulling her closer to me.

“I probably did, but I was later diagnosed with ADHD and then dyslexia. My brain can't remain focused for long, and I don't absorb information like normal people. It did make me actout, but my grandparents always stood by me. I think they felt vindicated when I was diagnosed,” she said thoughtfully.

That explained the three jobs and a good few other traits about her. I wasn’t aware of all the symptoms, but it explained her energy levels and outspoken manner. It was her unique brain that caught my attention. Well, that and her breasts.

“How does my Nonno know your Dad?” she asked.

I glanced at the ocean and decided I wouldn't get far because I wasn't touching that subject with a bargepole.

“No idea,” I said lightly as I turned her around so we could go back to the villa.

I had the perfect idea involving a mouth gag and multiple orgasms to distract her before she became suspicious.

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