Page 3 of An Unhinged Wedding

I have no idea what she’s talking about.

“Come for me, baby girl.”

Her cunt strangles my cock as she cries out, her nails dig into my shoulders, “Make me yours, Trevor. Fuck. Make me yours.”

I continue fucking her, “You are mine. I am yours.”

“Marry me, Trevor. I don’t want to wait.”

I freeze.

“Did you just agree to marry me covered in my cum and my dick buried inside your cunt?”

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Itry but fail at stifling the giggle coming out of me as Trevor groans and finishes inside me.

He shakes his head, “No woman should ever laugh when her man is filling her with cum.”

I run my fingers up his arms and then around his neck, pulling him on top of me, “But you’ll still marry me?”

Trevor rolls to his back, pulling me into his arms, “I have known for a long time you are it for me, Kitten. Fuck, making you permanently mine is all I want.”

Our skin sticks together because my body is covered in cum. I know I should find it gross, but I don’t. Trevor, this close, is heaven.

For nearly all my life, I never imagined this. I never thought I could give myself to another person in such a complete way. I never thought I’d have the opportunity. The plan was to auction me off to a monster that would beat and rape me until I exhaled my final breath. Never once did I doubt that would be the outcome. Trevor is my rainbow. The light at the end of the tunnel. All that cheesy shit. Yet, it’s the truth.

“Beautiful psycho, we need to shower.”

“You didn’t like it?” I ask as he rolls over on top of me, chuckling.

“Like it? Oh, dirty little Kitten, you covered in my cum might be my new favorite thing.”

Trevor rises from the bed, picks me up, and throws me over his shoulder. I giggle the entire way to the bathroom until he sets me on my feet.

He reaches into the shower and turns the water on. I step in after he gets the temperature right and comes in after me. Trevor grabs my shoulders and turns me so I’m facing him.

“Tilt your head back,” he says, his voice husky and slightly broken.

“What’s wrong?”

He shakes his head, “Nothing is wrong.” Trevor winds my hair around his fists and pulls my head back, “It’s overwhelming. You’re complete perfection, Kitten. Sometimes, I can’t believe I get to call you mine.” He instructs, “Don’t move.”

I stand perfectly still while he squirts shampoo into his palm, “Good girl,” he growls as he rubs the soap into my wet strands.

I lightly moan when he massages the suds into my scalp.

“Trevor.”

He tilts my head back, carefully rinsing my hair clean.

“I love the way you take care of me.”

Trevor groans, “Fuck, you drive me crazy.”

Grabbing my arm, he pulls me forward and pushes me up against the wall, kicks my legs apart, and slams his cock into my pussy, “Fuck, baby. I can’t get enough of you. My dick needs to be inside you constantly.” Trevor grips onto my hips, “So fucking perfect.”

He slides one hand around to my front and lowers his fingers to my clit. He draws circles around the nub and demands, “Fucking come for me, beautiful psycho. Be a good girl and give me what I desperately need.”

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