Page 19 of Taken By the Soldier
“You will crawl to me, on your hands and knees,” I order from my place at the window.
Her eyes widen and her gaze flicks around the room, as if she’s searching for an escape. I hope she isn’t foolish enough to try running away again.
Doesn’t she understand I will always catch her?
“You will crawl to me, Judith, slowly and very prettily, with good form. If you fail to obey this simple command, I will take a belt to your bottom.”
After a long moment, during which she appears in the throes of an internal struggle, she inhales deeply and leans down, preparing to crawl. I forget how to breathe as she peers up at me, displaying her guilt and her wariness in her wide, troubled eyes.
When she starts moving toward me, crawling naked from the waist down, I exhale the breath I’ve been holding. Hot desire rushes through my veins and my loins tighten unbearably.
Heated tension flares between us as she comes to a stop at my feet. Her startled gaze travels up to meet mine. She’s so vulnerable and lovely at this moment, my little wife.
I reach to cup the side of her face. “Good girl.”
I haul her up from the floor, gathering her in my arms, overcome by the need to hold her close, the need to possess her. My hard cock nudges against her stomach. I rake my hands up and down her back as the temperature in the room rises twenty fucking degrees.
We’ve already spoken our vows, but now I will claim her fully as my wife.
My pulse increases, all the nerve endings in my body on high alert, sizzling in anticipation. She leans into me, her hands tentatively touching my waist, skimming the bare flesh above my form-fitting boxers.
I reach around to cup her bottom, squeezing just hard enough to draw a moan from her throat. Burying my head in her neck, I trail kisses from her collarbone up to her ear, delighting in the shudders that follow each brush of my lips to her exposed skin.
Her responsiveness spurs me to work faster, and I quickly divest her of her shirt and toss it to the floor.
“You’re mine,” I say, briefly pulling back to meet her eyes, “and I intend to take what’s mine right fucking now. Do you understand, wife?”
Her breath hitches and her eyes go wide. I reach between her thighs to stroke and pinch her clit when she takes too long to answer. A blissful yet agonized look overcomes her, and she gyrates her center in tune with my ministrations.
“Yes, I understand,” she eventually replies, whimpering as I give her clit another harsh pinch.
With each touch, each kiss, I walk her backward until her legs hit the bed. I push her to sit on the edge while I kneel on the floor. I drape her legs over my shoulders. A groan rumbles from my throat as I concentrate on her pussy and splay her lips apart. Ravenous urges assail me.
“Pretty and pink,” I murmur. “And so fucking wet.”
I glance up in time to see her face flush with embarrassment. Jealously, I wonder how many other men have possessed her. Blowing lightly on her clit, I return my focus to her intimate folds. Her clit pulses and she arches her back in invitation. I flick my tongue over her engorged nub.
“Oh!” She jumps in place.
“You taste divine, princess.” I spread her moisture around with one finger. Her pussy glistens under my attention. With precise motions, I nudge at her pulsing clit as I breathe against her hot center.
She’s so wet, so ready, and I can hardly wait to sink my steel-hard cock deep inside her warmth. I’m going to pound her so fucking hard.
But first, I want her panting.
I want her throbbing and aching for me to fill her up.
I push the hood of her enlarged nub back and feel her shudder as I lap over this extra sensitive spot. She writhes on the bed, moaning and arching her center upward in a silent plea for more.
Musky and sweet, her scent drives me wild with need and a deep satisfaction that makes my balls tense and my cock harden further. I draw back to gaze upon her swollen clit. It’s grown under my attentions, and I plan to make it grow more still.
Sealing my lips over her gleaming, pink button, I suck with an intensity that leaves her frantic with need. She fists the bedsheets in her hands, her legs thrash around my neck, and her keening whimpers threaded with the wordpleasefill the room.
Primal satisfaction spreads through me as I break the suction on her clit.
Oh yes, she’s ready.
So sweet, so hot, and so ready to accept the deep, punishing thrusts I plan to give her.
