Page 85 of Eternally Yours
I still don’t give up, trying with all my strength to shake him off. Pushing, pulling, kicking, and slapping, but nothing works. We may be playing, but Silas and I always take our games seriously.
Suddenly, he’s above me, settled in between my spread legs. He grabs both my wrists and places them on either side of my head, digging into the ground. And that’s when the magic happens. Silas crashes his mouth to mine, our tonguesbattling one another for dominance. For a different kind of victory.
Silas rises to his knees and removes his shirt, throwing it back as I sit up, needing his mouth once more. But before my lips reach his, he grabs me by the throat and pushes me back down to the ground, then takes hold of my hands once again.
Raising my arms higher above my head, Silas crosses them at the wrist and holds them in place with one hand. The new position stretches out my body in a slightly uncomfortable way, but I love it.
He grabs the tie at my waist and tugs it loose with his free hand, letting my dress fall open. Exposing my naked body to the world. Sy takes my lips again with a bruising, ferocious kiss, then trails his assault along my jaw, down my neck, and to my breasts, where he bites and sucks viciously.
We haven’t said a thing to one another, but no words are needed in this moment. The plan was to get him out of his head, and with the brutal attack he’s giving my body, I would say the mission was successful. We needed this.He needed this.
With his free hand, he undoes his pants and tugs them down just enough to take his impressive length out. I’m a soaking, wavering mess as he rubs the head against my slit, then presses down on my clit. My moans become the only sound that can be heard during this quiet afternoon.
A growl rumbles out of his throat when he sees how wet I am for him. With the head of his cock positioned at my entrance, he grabs the back of my thigh and lifts it higher to give himself additional room. With one powerful thrust, he pushes mercilessly into my body.
A wailing cry erupts from my lips as my back arches fully off the ground. There was no foreplay, no preparation. No matter how many times we’ve had sex, my body still needs prepping and a moment to adjust to his imposing size. But he doesn’t grant me that, no, he just takes what he needs from my body. From me.
And I gladly volunteer my willing temple to him.
As I give him free rein, a droplet falls from the sky, landing on my cheek. Then another and another. Soon the sky is crying along with my pleasured moans, but nothing deters my future husband from his conquest to paradise.
This isn’t sweet and passionate. We aren’t making love to one another. This is fucking, remorselessly barbaric. He pounds into me repeatedly, his grunts mixing with my cries. I feel him everywhere all at once, his shaft ripping me apart from the inside in the most beautiful way. Despite the cold splatters of rain hitting me, my body is an inferno ready to burst.
My toes curl, nails digging into my palms as I explode violently. My vision darkens, eyes rolling to the back of my head, body arching up to meet his as I screamout his name. He pumps a few more times, then spills his warm seed deep inside of me. A thunderous roar ejects from his lungs, powerful enough to scare any wild beast out of its home.
He releases my leg and wrists, coming down to his forearms on either side of my head. His own rest in the crook of my neck as we both pant loudly. The sky is still pouring down on us, but we don’t pay it any attention, this is our moment.
“Thank you,” Silas whispers against my skin, kissing it longingly.
My hand comes to his hair as I slide my fingers through it. “I’d do anything for you, Silas.”
He lifts his head and gazes into my soul, eyes filled with emotions. “My beautiful, perfect wife.” He lowers his lips to mine.
When he pulls away, I bring my fingertips to his face, brushing away wet strands of hair. Then I slide them down his nose and over his lips, completely entranced by him. I’ll never stop being fascinated by this man. How this beautiful, perfect man can be in love with me.
“Let’s move up the wedding,” I say. Silas creases his forehead at my offer. “I don’t want to wait any longer. We don’t have a reason to wait anymore, so let’s have it sooner. Say, next month?”
A breathtaking smile spreads over his lips as he registers my words. “Yeah? You think it’s possible to have everything done by then?”
I nod, blinking rapidly to try and avoid the raindrops. “We’ll make it happen.”
“Okay, let’s do it.” He laughs and wraps me in his arms. We’re both drenched from head to toe, shivering slightly from the cold.
“I love you, Silas,” I murmur into his ear.
“I love you too, Minnie.”
Chapter twenty-six
Cecilia
Caveman in the house!
~ Four Weeks Later / May ~
It’s the day before our wedding, which means... bachelorette party! Silas and I decided to do things a bit differently. Instead of having a wild night out, we made it a day party where the guys went one way and the girls another.
But come evening, we’ll all regroup at our house and have the wild night together. Some of the guys weren’t too thrilled with the‘no stripper’night, but we have something planned for them that should boost their mood quickly.
