Crow

I had every right to be pissed, and no one would change my mind about that. I loved my brother and would give my life to save his. But I’d never forget how blue Pearl was when I found her bleeding on the floor. I hadn’t been there to protect her, and Cane took it upon himself to beat her within an inch of her life. This woman was my wife now, and it was my responsibility to keep her safe.

I took the job seriously.

She’d been raped by a psychopath. She’d been beaten by an asshole. And she’d been assaulted again by the same psychopath. Now it was the honeymoon phase, a time when both of us would be happy.

I came home at my usual time and was greeted by Lars.

“Hello, sir. Dinner will be served in an hour.”

“Make it two hours.” I loosened my tie as I approached the stairs. Button better be ready for me when I walked into that bedroom. That mouth was about to be fucked until I hit her gag reflex. “And I apologize for my behavior earlier. I was being an ass.” I didn’t feel guilty for treating Cane like shit because he deserved it. But Lars had been nothing but loyal since he started working for my family decades ago. He didn’t deserve anything but my respect.

“Nonsense, sir.” Lars would say that even if I were wrong. He cared more about making me feel better than accepting an apology he deserved. “But I appreciate your saying it anyway.”

I patted his shoulder then walked upstairs. “Don’t disturb us. We’ll come down when we’re ready.”

“Of course, Your Grace.” Lars knew exactly what it meant when I said I didn’t want to be disturbed. I wanted to fuck my wife in peace without having the rest of the staff overhear us.

I reached the third floor and unbuttoned my shirt as I went. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind she would follow my orders. She was stubborn and argumentative, choosing to defy me out of principle.

I opened the door, and just as I expected, she was there.

Buck naked.

Ass in the air.

Goddamn perfect.

I kicked the door shut behind me and undressed, dropping my suit jacket, tie, and collared shirt. I slowly approached her as I undid my belt and let my cock loose. He was hard and red at the tip from all the blood that rushed through my length. I stripped off everything and stood in front of her, feeling like a king in front of my queen.

She had the nicest ass, and at this angle, I could see the steep curve in her back. She was all woman, smooth skin and gorgeous curves. Her wedding ring was on her left hand, exactly where she left it every single day. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and gently yanked her back, forcing her eyes upward and onto my face.

I dominated her as every husband should dominate his wife. We might be married, but I still owned her. She wore the last button I never gave her, so she would always be in my debt. She would always be my willing prisoner.

I grabbed the base of my cock and rubbed my tip across her lips, smearing the drop of lubricant that formed at my head across her beautiful mouth. Her mouth was slightly open, and I could see her small teeth behind her lips.

“Wider.”

She opened her jaw wide and flattened her tongue.

I inserted my cock into her mouth just the way I would enter her pussy. I felt the tightness of her throat as I moved deep inside. Her tongue acted as a cushion, rough and soft at the same time. I felt her saliva surround me, lubricating my thick length as I fucked her in the mouth.

I kept one hand tight in her hair as I thrust my hips and moved in and out. Saliva fell from her lips and dripped to the floor. Tears formed in her eyes as she resisted her gag reflex. I loved seeing those, the tears from my enormous cock.

I was pissed at her for defying my wishes by spending time with Cane. But I couldn’t tell her what to do. This woman would never listen to a command I issued—unless it involved sex. So I would get my way now, relieve my frustration by ruling over her.

I wanted to come, but I still had two other places to visit. I pulled my cock out of her mouth then wiped away her tears with the pad of my thumb. “Turn around, Button.”

She did as I asked and positioned her ass at the edge of the bed. Her wet sex was gleaming with arousal, and I knew she enjoyed giving that blow job as much as I enjoyed receiving it.

I shoved myself inside her and felt her walls constrict around me at the intrusion. Her arousal slickened my entrance and allowed me to squeeze through her tight channel. She felt unbelievable, just as good as every other time I fucked her. “Hands behind your back.”

She locked her hands together and rested them on the steep curve of her back. Her moans came a moment later, feeling my cock ram deep inside her over and over. “My husband…”

I closed my eyes as the shiver moved down my spine. There was nothing sexier than hearing her say that. I owned her in more ways than one. She was legally bound to me, the other half of my soul until time claimed our lives.

I sucked my thumb before I inserted it into her back entrance. She tightened around me immediately, both her pussy and her asshole. Her moans were interrupted by her irregular breathing.

Her pussy was so warm and wet. I wanted to stay there forever, buried deep inside my wife. I wanted to come again, but I wasn’t even close to the finish line. I needed to make sure Button knew every single hole in her body belonged to me. I rocked into her harder and inserted another finger into her ass, priming her for my big dick.

It didn’t take long for her to come. Her face was pressed against the sheets, and it muffled her moans. Her body arched and twisted as it tried to take more of my length at a quicker pace.

I didn’t deny her the pleasure.

Her pussy tightened around my cock, another wave of moisture sheathing my length. She constricted around me hard until the euphoria passed.

Now I really wanted to come. There was nothing hotter than watching my wife come for me.

I pulled my cock out and stared at her beautiful slit. It was still dripping with her arousal, and her white secretions had piled up at the base of my cock. I removed my fingers then pressed my throbbing cock into her ass. Her body resisted at first, but eventually, I was able to get my rock-hard cock inside.

She kept her hands behind her back as she moaned at the feel of my enormous dick. Quiet whimpers escaped her lips while she acclimated to the extensive stretching.

I fucked her slowly, for her sake and for mine. If I moved any quicker, I’d come a lot sooner than I wanted to. She already came, so it was my turn to find my release. But I wanted to enjoy this a little longer, to fuck her a little harder.

“Come in my ass,” she said through her moans. “Please.”

An involuntary moan escaped my lips. My wife wanted my come, and I was going to give it to her. All of it. “You want my come, Button?”

I gripped her hips with my hands, and she wrapped her fingers around my wrists. “Give it to me.”

I set one foot on the bed and fucked her mercilessly, ramming into her until she screamed. My cock pounded her ass over and over, all nine inches. Only seconds after that, I found my release. “Fuck…” I released inside her, depositing my hot seed deep inside the woman I owned.

She squeezed my wrists tighter as she stiffened. “Yes…”

Taking my come turned her on as much as everything else. I grunted as I dumped the final drops of my come inside her, packing her ass with mounds of it. My cock slowly softened, but I enjoyed the final sensations of pleasure.

I wanted to sit inside her a while longer, but I needed to wash off. Once I did that, I could fuck her again. I pulled out and stared at her gaping asshole, looking at my handiwork. I watched the white come rest at the entrance.

I leaned over her and tilted her chin toward my face. I gave her a kiss with my eyes open, staring at the satisfied look in her eyes. I didn’t care about the argument we had earlier because I just proved my point.

She was mine—and I could do whatever I wanted.