The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

Ares’s eyes are heated as he reaches for me. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you naked
in my bed. Each night with you has been torture, baby.” He undoes my bra and inhales sharply as it
falls away. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve replayed that night you sat in my lap? Fuck. It
took all of me not to touch you then.”
For a moment, embarrassment rushes through me, but he takes it away with a single kiss. “I want
you naked too,” I tell him. “Do you remember that night you told me to take off your pajamas? I was
so tempted to take off more than just that, but I didn’t dare to.”
He grins at me and places my hands on his waist. “Undress me, baby.”
I do as he asks with the same impatience he just showed me, and he chuckles as his cock springs
free. “My turn,” he growls.
He lays me down and wraps his fingers around the thin scraps of lace I’m still wearing. His eyes
are on mine as he tugs it down my legs, exposing my pussy. “Fuck,” he groans. “I don’t think I can
wait even a second longer.”
“Nor can I, husband. So come here.”
He groans and settles his cock against me. “Say that again,” he orders.
“What?” I ask as he pushes the tip in. “Husband?”
Ares moans, and I can’t help but giggle. He wipes my smile right off my face as he pushes into me
further, giving me what I’ve been dreaming of.
“Oh, God.”
He thrusts all the way into me and pauses, his eyes on mine. “Fuck, Raven. This… I’m not sure I
can last long when you feel this amazing.”
I bite down on my lip, not daring to admit that it hurts a little. He’s bigger than I remember, and I
need a moment to adjust to his size.
“What’s wrong, my love?”
I shake my head and pull him closer, my lips finding his. Ares kisses me as he moves slowly, and
I lose myself in him. He pushes up on his forearms and rotates his hips, fucking me slowly, teasingly.
“More,” I moan.
He smirks at me. “I thought you’d never ask, baby.”
He buries one hand in my hair and wraps the other around my throat, his eyes never leaving mine
as he pulls almost all the way out, only to push back into me hard.
“Ares,” I whisper.
He responds by taking me harder, his movements rougher. “Look at you,” he tells me, tilting my
head to give himself access to my neck. He sucks down on my skin, marking me. “Look at you taking
my cock, baby. What a fucking sight.”
He pulls away and slips out of me, earning himself a disappointed groan from me, but he merely
smiles as he sits on his knees between my thighs. He grabs my legs and pulls me closer roughly,
holding me up at an angle. “I need to see the way your hungry pussy takes my cock, baby. I need to see
all of you.”
He grabs his cock and slowly pushes it back into me, his gaze as needy as my pussy is. “Fuck,” he
groans.
I have no doubt I look like a mess, my entire body on display for him and my hair spread all over
our pillows.
“You’re my every dream come true, Raven.”
He holds onto my hips with one hand as he thrust into me, his other hand making its way between
my legs.