I keep thrusting harshly into her as her breath leaves her in ragged gasps. Her nails are gouging my back, shoulders, and arms as she tries to keep hold of me, the stings meeting the sweat coating my body, and letting me know she has broken the skin.Yes, baby! Mark me up, claim me as yours.
I can feel the heat rising up my spine like a bolt of electricity, and my rhythm becomes more erratic and choppy. My chest feels tight, and my head starts to go fuzzy; sweat drips down my face and into my eyes. My balls draw up tight against my body, and a sense of euphoria fills me as I slam a final time into Dinah’s perfect cunt, and spill inside of her with a roar.
Mine! The word chants on repeat inside my head, laying claim to her in a primal way. There is a need to mark her further, trying to push through and claim me.Fuck! If I died in this moment, it would be enough to say I tasted paradise between her legs, and was redeemed as a sinner who prayed at her altar.
I lift my large, heavy frame off of her and stare down into her flushed face, her beautiful stormy steel eyes filled with a tempest trapped within their depths, lowered to half-mast with her thick lashes giving her a satisfied and sleepy expression.
She’s even more beautiful like this, and I loathe what has to happen next. That these fuckers get to taint something so wonderful between us. “Dinah Maria Camrose Rothesay, you are now a Sacred Wife, sanctified by me, your husband before God and the Brotherhood which keeps its order.”
“It is right to give thanks to the Lord, my God, and to the Brotherhood which keeps its order.”
The male voices in the room respond in union, and immediately, the sleepy look leaves Dinah, and she shrinks in on herself. Trying to hide her body below mine, away from their sightline. I lean forward, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of her nose. In this moment, I yearn to shield her from this despicable and evil world, to safeguard the fragility she’s exuding. Every fiber of my being aches to coil myself around her, and ensure her safety. Dissatisfaction fills me, knowing that she didn’t get to cum, while I got to experience heaven within her warm heat.
“Close your eyes, baby, and keep your legs open wide. Don’t open them until you hear Sarah’s voice. It’s over now; no one will take you from me, ever.”
I slide from inside of her warm pussy and get to my feet. I stare at where my cock was just the happiest it has ever been and watch as my cum starts to slip from inside of her, tinged with red blood. Fuck, I hope those capsules dissolved enough with our combined body heat and fluids; this could all go really fucking wrong if they didn’t, and pop out with cum.
I stand back, my cock still hard and coated in her juices and my cum, as it bobs up against my stomach. My eyes meet Abe’s first, and I see nothing but desire staring back at me. His breathing is harsh as his chest rises and falls rapidly, and his thick cock is straining in his pants. He licks his bottom lip, and desire fills me to take it between my teeth.
Alarms filled with danger are ringing in my mind, warning me to be careful here, with all these eyes watching us. One wrong move, and it won’t only be Dinah and Sammy at risk of dying at the hands of the Order.
The danger doesn’t stop the desire to shove my cock inside his mouth right now, and make him taste the combination of Dinah and me, though. Fuck, I wish I could fuck his ass with Dinah’s cum still coating my cock.
One day soon, I will. I vow it.
I rip my eyes away from him, and to the other members of the Brotherhood present, and I see similar aroused states, men adjusting themselves in their pants after watching me fuck my new wife. My eyes meet the Holy Father’s man, who nods in my direction, his hand swiping at his mouth as his other hand adjusts his cock that’s tenting his pants.
Lastly, I turn my angry gaze to my father, and I see nothing but hate staring back at me. My cock instantly starts to deflate at the expression on his face, and the malcontent rising in my body with the desire to snap his neck.
His cock is hard, tenting his pants, but his hands are fisted in his lap, making no attempt to disguise his state. His mouth is settled in a deep scowl, and his green eyes smolder with discontent. His skin is covered in a sweaty dew that repulses me. He finally tries to hide his expression, taking a deep breath to get himself under control as he nods once to me and rises, unembarrassed about his predicament, pointing straight out in front of him.
He moves past me to where Dinah lays sprawled out on her back, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her nightgown shoved up at her waist, and her toned legs wide open with her pretty swollen pussy on display coated in my cum and blood.
Thank fuck, she listened for once in her stubborn life, and her eyes are tightly closed. I don’t want her to behold the expression of lust on my father’s psychotic face. He makes a move with his arm as if he would attempt to touch her, and a deep warning growl leaves my lips. I’ll rip that fucking arm right off his body and beat him with it, if he does. Someone behind us clears their throats, and it seems to pull him out of whatever fog he’s in.
“Daughter, you are now sanctified and recognized by the Brotherhood as a Sacred Wife,” he murmurs before turning and heading towards the door.
One by one, each man in the room comes up and stares at the product of proof spilling from Dinah’s swollen pussy and, with their words, confirms that she is sanctified. Besides Sammy and me, the last two in the room are Abe and the Holy Father’s man. Dinah’s eyes remain thankfully clenched tightly shut throughout this barbaric ritual.
The Holy Father’s man approaches first, his dark eyes narrowed, and his head tilted to the side as if he is considering what he is seeing. The combination of my cum and the red tinge is spreading out of Dinah, and making a wet spot at the opening of her pussy, and where it meets the pure white linens. It’s not a lot of red, but it’s enough to signify that her hymen was broken by me.God, how I wish that was actually true, and I had been the first to lay claim to her.
“You have passed the test, blessed daughter. The Holy Father will be pleased. I sanctify you in his name, and welcome you as a Sacred Wife to the Order of the Brotherhood of the Sacrament. May your union produce fruit.” He turns and walks out of the room without another look back.
Then it’s just us three left with Dinah. Abraham advances forward and, without a word, slips his finger through her swollen pussy lips and into her cunt, pushing in and out as she shifts restlessly on the bed, and whimpers leave her lips. Her face is tight with anger as she endures the touch, not knowing who it belongs to. A growl sounds from behind us as Sammy starts to lose his precarious control.
I want to be angry, fuck, I want to shatter his hand for touching what’s mine, but instead, beads of precum drip from my cock, as I get more aroused watching him touch her. He pulls his finger back out and pops it in his mouth, sucking the combination off it and groaning. “That’s a nice trick, Zeke. I guess Dinah can be not only a whore but a virgin any time we want her to be.”
Dinah’s whole body tenses on the bed at his words. He doesn’t bother to utter the words necessary by the Order to sanctify her, and strolls angrily out of the room, his shoulders tense, and his head held high. Fuck, he and I are going to have it out, I can just feel it. He won’t let this go even when I explain why I did it.Stubborn, jealous fucker.
My eyes meet Sammy’s dark blue ones, and he doesn’t mask his pain and rage from my sight. In his eyes, I see my death one day at his hands. He quickly glances at Dinah’s body and then walks out of the room without a word. He’s holding himself together better than I thought he would. Much better than I could have accomplished, considering what he just watched happen here.
With one last glance at the woman who just saved herself, and her lover, while becoming irrevocably mine, I pick up my discarded clothing and leave the room, shutting the door behind me.
There is no chance of me ever letting her go now.
Chapter 38
The Protector