Page 37 of Cherished Union

It’s hard to believe that a woman at twenty-five is so innocent. I fucking love it.

“Trust me, Dove, it will. Okay?” She nods at my words, but I see the disbelief in her eyes. “Sit up,” I instruct, and she does instantly. “Touch it,” I command as I untie her.

She stares at me with uncertainty but does as I say and wraps her soft hand around my cock. I bite back the groan at having her gentleness touch me. I close my eyes and let her get used to it. Her movements are jerky and uncoordinated, but fuck, it feels so fucking good.

Opening my eyes, I stare down at her when I feel her lips wrap around my cock. “Christ, Dove,” I growl, my hands sliding into her hair.

She moans around my length, practically swallowing it. My cock swells in her mouth, and I’m about ready to lose it. Fuck, this never happens. Her innocence is my undoing.

“Off, Dove,” I instruct, and she does but pouts as she sits back. “You can have fun later. Right now, I need to be inside of you.”

She nods, and I see the excitement in her eyes. Finally, she's no longer scared. “Will it hurt much?” she asks as she lies down. My gut tightens at her words.

I’ve never fucked a virgin before. They never appealed to me. But knowing I’m the only man Addie will be with hits me on a primal level. The mere thought of her with someone else makes me want to go off on a homicidal rampage.

“I don’t know, Dove,” I say as I settle between her legs, my cock at the entrance to her pussy. “It’s going to hurt, but we’ll go slow.”

She gives me a blinding smile as she opens her legs further for me. The thought of hurting her has my gut twisting, but there’s no other way around this. I press my lips against hers, needing to taste her. Deepening the kiss when she moans, I push my cock into her pussy.

I groan deep at the tightness of her. Fuck, it’s like my cock is being strangled as it inches into her. Never have I felt something so good in my life. I hit against the barrier that protects her innocence and withdraw, our lips still fused together, her hands on my shoulders, her fingers caressing my skin. Our tongues tangling together. I can’t get enough of her. I tighten my hands at her hips and thrust into her, pushing past the barrier and burying myself deep inside of her.

Her body tenses as she cries out, and tears flood her eyes. I stay buried inside of her and hold myself there, letting her get used to me. Her nails are biting into my skin as she breathes through the pain.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispers. “How crap is this?”

I press a kiss against her lips. “Trust me, Dove, this is far from crap. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life.”

She grins at me. My words seem to have made her feel better.

“You can move now,” she says after a few moments of silence.

I slowly withdraw, keeping my gaze firmly on hers to watch in case she’s in pain. But I don’t see any. In fact, when I push back inside of her, she moans loudly. It’s enough to spur me on.

“Yes,” she cries when my thrusts get harder, faster, and deeper. “So good.”

Rotating my hips, I fuck her hard, fast, and brutally. I’m unable to go soft and slow. She feels too fucking good. There’s not a chance I can slow down right now. I’m close to the edge.

I hammer into her like a man possessed. Every stroke is precise, slamming deep into her tight channel.

“Hayden!” she cries out as she detonates around my cock. Her pussy walls tighten around me, and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge. I thrust deep once more and bury myself inside of her and let go.

“Thank you,” she tells me as I pull out of her and collapse onto the bed beside her. “I was scared about today, about you…” she trails off, turning to face me. “You could have been a monster and just taken me, but you weren’t. You’re the best man I know. I’m a lucky woman to be married to you.”

Her words penetrate the ice that’s encased my heart for years. She’s the only one that’s ever gotten this close to me, and I’ve no idea why. But there’s something about her that makes me want her more than my next breath.

“I’m proud to be your wife, Hayden.”

Fuck me. She’s killing me.

“Sleep, Dove,” I instruct her. If she continues, I’m going to end up fucking her again, and she’s too sore to do that right now.

CHAPTER13

ADELINA

The front door opens and my stomach dips. It’s almost ten in the evening and Hayden’s finally home. We arrived in Indiana this morning. Hayden dropped Vivi and I off in this monstrosity of a house and told me he’d see me this evening. That was the last time I spoke to him. Vivi and I managed to find where everything was ourselves. Hayden had a room set up for Vivi—something I am beyond grateful for—and she loves it.

It’s hard to believe that we got married twenty-four-hours ago.

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