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

I groan as my lips come crashing down on hers roughly. I’ve been wanting to taste her for longer
than I dare to admit, and this kiss is everything I thought it’d be and more. Raven rises to her tiptoes,
her hand hesitantly sliding over the back of my neck, until I can feel her fingers thread through my
hair. She moans against my mouth, and I deepen our kiss, forcing her lips apart.
Fuck. She tastes like whiskey and sin. Her tongue tangles with mine, and the way she kisses me
makes my fucking cock twitch. I need to know whether her tongue is that skilled when I push my cock
into that hot little mouth of hers.
“Raven,” I moan, pulling away from her. My head is buzzing, and we’ve both had far too much to
drink. I can barely think straight as I trap her lower lip between my teeth, needing more. “We need to
stop,” I whisper, knowing it’s the right thing to do.
My lips move to her neck, and she gasps when I kiss her just below her ear. “You’re my little
sister’s best friend,” I whisper.
She looks into my eyes, some of the desire in her eyes clearing. “Is that all I am to you?”
I tighten my grip on her and shake my head. “No,” I admit. “But I’m ten years older than you. This
is… it’s wrong, baby. It’s too soon.”
“No,” she murmurs against my lips. “It wouldn’t feel so good if it was wrong, Ares.”
Her hands slide down my body, and my eyes fall closed when her hand slips into the front of my
jeans. Her fingers brush against my cock, right over my boxers, and I nearly lose my fucking mind. I
need to be inside her so fucking badly.
I pull away just enough to look at her, seeing my own desire reflected in her eyes. She wants this
as much as I do. My fingers curl around the hem of her dress, and she bites down on her lip when I
pull it up.
“There’s no going back from this, Raven. If I fuck you tonight, you’re mine. Forever.”
She smiles up at me and raises her arms, a seductive smile on her face as she waits for me to lift
her dress up and over her head. “I’m already yours, Ares.”
I bite down on my lip as I undress her slowly, my heart pounding in a way it never has before. I
need her with a foreign desperation, but I’m scared to fuck this up. If we do this, I need it to be
perfect for her.
“Fucking beautiful,” I groan as I lift her dress over her breasts, exposing her nipples. “You have
no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about you, baby. It’s messed up, and I know it, but I’ve
always wanted you.”
Her dress drops to the floor, leaving her standing in front of me in nothing but her underwear. She
crosses her arms over her chest, hiding from me.
“No, don’t hide from me, my love.” I lean down and lift her into my arms, my touch gentle as I
carry her to my bed. I lay her down carefully and step back to take off my own t-shirt.
The way she looks at me makes my cock fucking throb. Shit. I’m already this close to coming, and
I’ve done nothing more than kiss her.
I’m oddly nervous as I place my knee between her legs and lean over her. “Tell me, baby… has
anyone ever had this pussy before? I need you to be honest with me. The last thing I want to do is hurt
you, Rave.”
She hesitates, and then she shakes her head.
“Fuck,” I groan. This beautiful fucking woman… my supposed fiancée. Neither she nor I have
formally acknowledged the agreement between my grandmother and her parents, but we both know
it’s inevitable. She’s going to be my wife in a couple of years.
Raven moves her hand to my belt buckle and pulls it loose, her hands trembling. “I might be