Chapter 913 Wedding night (Part II)  

Those words that just fell from his lips were incredibly arousing that she actually salivated! Realizing that she did that, an embarrassed flush spread from her face down to her breasts.

Yet, she was also highly aroused at the same time.　　"Yes.

Please…" She breathed, already feeling the intense and familiar pulsation between her legs.

He had not even touch her yet and here she was already feeling like it had been forever since he was inside her last.

Even though they had actually made love just last night!　　He bent her over the couch by the large window as if he could no longer waste even another millisecond of taking the effort to walk them both to that massive bed which was just literally only a few steps away from the expensive antique couch.　　"You might want to put a sound shield around our room, Alicia." He advised and Alicia did not think twice before casting an extra strong spell for sound shield.

She could tell that this night would be a long one and she could not promise herself to be able to keep her voice down, nor would she have the presence of mind to recast the spell if their joining as husband and wife might release some power that affect the normal sound shield – thus, the extra strong spell.

　　As she was casting the spell around their room, Zeke was busy working on her dress.

By the time Alicia was done, her dress had already been gathered around her waist, her lower parts from her waist down were now completely displayed to him as he had already ripped her poor panties to shreds.

Lifting a brow at Zeke, she saw the remains of her panties on the floor, Zeke only flashed her a sexy grin.　　"I'll get you new ones later.

Now… spread your legs for me, Mrs.

Reign." His authoritative voice had her insides squirming with lust as she felt herself flooding as never before.

She did not expect him to use her newest title in this situation.

He truly was getting her all riled up!　　Obediently following his orders, Alicia placed her hands on the armrest and spread her legs, feeling his intense stare at her pulsing wetness.

Hearing his sharp intake of breath had her arching her back to give him the full view of her most private place.

　　"That's my wife…" he uttered in a hoarse voice.

He was already kneeling on the floor, his face right at her lower lips, sniffling her unique womanly scent.

　　"Which do you want to go first? Hmm? My wife? My –"　　"Your tongue." She cut him off, knowing what choices he was going to offer her.

Most of her wanted him to just give her her favorite, but… she wanted to savor the moment and take it as slow and drag it out as long as she could endure.

She did not want this moment to be rushed through.

It was precious.

　　He chuckled quietly against her.

And then he proceeded to eat her there, causing her to bite down hard on her lips and squeeze her eyes closed.

　　His tongue slid inside her with skillful enthusiasm as he played with her taut bud.

Oh heavens… she just could not get enough of the way how he hungrily devours her there.

It seemed to only get better every time he does it.　　"AH!" an erotic yelp escaped her mouth when he pinched her bud sharply.

She nearly came if not for him suddenly stopping his actions.

He was doing it again.

The sweet torture that was promising her an unspeakable firework of orgasm.　　"Don't stop." She pleaded him, even if she knew the torture that would be coming later on.

It was torture if he gave it to her, it was also torture if he did not.

Either way, she was damned.

Might as well get pleasure out of it.　　He slapped her ass, the sharp sound reverberated inside the room along with her pleasure filled yelp.

"You said I'll get to do what I want, Alicia.

Have you already forgotten?" His voice soft but shooting straight into her core.　　"Sorry…" was all she could say.

He inserted two fingers inside her and thrusted them in and out, slowly at first, then faster, before going as fast as hell before suddenly stopping just as she was about to come.　　"You're not allowed to come yet, my dearest wife.

Wait for your husband to come together.

Or else, I'll punish you later." He teased her.　　"But… I might not be able to –" Alicia protested, not able to help herself from feeling agitated that her pleasure was suddenly cut off.　　"Yes, you can, Alicia.

You know you can." He was bent over her back now, his mouth latched onto her neck as his hand gently wrapped around the front of her neck.

"Say yes, wife." And he squeezed her ass to prompt her reply.

　　"Yes, my husband." She gasped sharply before finally answering and Zeke rewarded her by slamming suddenly into her, causing her to squeal hard from his sudden invasion.

He had impaled her so hard and so deep, her breast jerked, and the sturdy couch made a scraping sound as it was pushed forward from the force exerted.

　　Another brutal thrust came again, and she screamed and arched her back sinuously at the killing pleasure.

She had tried her best to hold back her sounds, but he had hit a spot that had suddenly sent her to the peak of heaven.

　　She trembled violently, her thigh muscles quivering from the effort of holding herself up and not collapsing into the couch.

Her insides gripped his thick hardness, as though not wanting to let him go, causing him to groan from that exquisite grasp she had on him.

　　"What a bad girl…" he growled, spanking her ass again then gripping her neck and pulling her up, flush against his chest.

"You are dying to be punished, aren't you? You're dying to be chained and cuffed again, aren't you? Huh, wife? It seems as though you are wanting me to restrain you forcefully and take you roughly without you being able to resist my attacks…" He continued whispering all these into her ears as her inner muscles continued to ripple around his thick and hot length – that seemed to be growing harder within her.