Page 125 of Till Death Do Us Part

The way it always would for her. This was who I was now—not for a contract, not in exchange for protection, but just hers. Hers to do what she wanted with.

I never wanted anything else.

“I’ve missed this body while we’ve been recovering,” she murmured against my neck. “You’re going to let me make up for lost time now.”

“Of course, Vera,” I breathed, my body trembling. “Do anything you want to. Take what you want to.”

Her hands on my breasts, her mouth on my collar, her hips grinding up against mine… I lost myself in the swelling heat of the moment. Fire kindled between us as Vera’s strong hands held me in place, as she pulled my dress down and my bra with it, as she took my nipple in her mouth.

I gave her everything. Pushed my chest out for her, rocked my hips against hers to match her rhythm, whatever she wanted. My body was just an extension of hers, an object that was finely tuned to pleasure her. And it was all I wanted.

She turned suddenly, standing up and pushing me down onto my back on the bench. I gasped when she pushed my dress up and tugged my panties down my legs. She had an almost animalistic hunger in her eyes as she held me down, and I spread my legs to offer myself for her. I moaned loudly as she buried her face against me, claiming me, taking what she wanted.

Her tongue flicked fast over my clit as she sucked on me, sending fire flooding through my body. I moaned loudly, my hips moving without me trying to—pushing into her, responding to her will instead of mine. Her hands gripped my hips firmly, impossibly strong, so I couldn’t have moved away even if I’d wanted to. The feeling of it, of Vera holding me and controlling me and taking what she wanted, built up explosively through me until I felt my hips quivering, and I threw my head back as I crested into an orgasm.

I came so hard my back arched up off the bench, crying out as her tongue worked me relentlessly through orgasm, and finally, I came back down with my legs shaking, just as Vera took her pants off and helped herself up onto me. She didn’t give me time to recover, and I didn’t want her to—my body was ready for her, always ready, and I wanted her to get what she wanted.

“Let me fuck this needy little pussy,” she said, positioning herself between my legs, and I moaned as her clit met mine. “Let me grind on you and come on your pussy like the pretty little toy you are.”

“Oh, God, Vera,” I gasped. “Yes—please, yes. Anything you want. Anything at all.”

“God, you look so good spread out begging for me. I’m going to keep you here and keep fucking you…” she growled as she thrust her hips against me, grinding, taking me. “Over and over again, until you’re sweating and gasping and broken, dirtied and marked as my property.”

“Yes, please, please,” I moaned, rocking my hips against hers. “As much as you want to. Now, forever, always. Oh, Vera,” I gasped when she gripped me harder and thrust down into me, picking up the pace, fucking me savagely into the bench. She grabbed me tighter, fingers digging into my hips.

“I’m going to come on your perfect little pussy,” she growled. “Be a good girl and fucking take it.”

I nodded—couldn’t say anything, just let her have it, my hands holding the bench sides and thrusting up against her, and I felt her tensing as she came hard against me, shoving down and grinding on me. Her cry of pleasure filled my ears, and I was left a whimpering mess on the bench as she came down, and she held herself over me breathing hard, a smile on her lips.

“Still think you can keep up?” she said, and I nodded.

“As much as you want to.”

“That’s a good girl.” She bent down and kissed me, and I moaned into it when her hand slipped between my thighs.

She took me all day. She fucked me there, and then we got dressed and went back upstairs to shower and clean up, until she joined me in the shower and fucked me from behind with her strap-on, with me holding onto the shower wall and gasping as she pounded relentlessly into me. She took me to bed after and guided me down between her legs to show my devotion to her with my mouth, and we kept going on and on until night had fallen, and we wound up on the balcony together, with Vera leaning over the rail, looking out into the night sky as I joined her, my legs still a little shaky, with a silky nightgown and nothing underneath. She smiled tiredly back at me.

“We should get a cook,” she said.

“Oh, no. I forgot about dinner.”

“You were serving a more important purpose. This is why we need a cook. I have to spoil my wife.” She slipped an arm around my back. “And spoil myself by getting more of you.”

I laughed nervously. “I like contributing, though…”

“You’re the leader of the family now, Elaine. You’re going to be contributing in much bigger ways than making dinner. You’re one of the most powerful people in Merona.”

“Well…” I blushed, looking down.

“And you earned it. So don’t even start.”

I laughed nervously. “You could tell I was about to argue.”

“I know you.”

“I’ll still make us special meals, too, sometimes. I like sharing food with my family.”

She laughed, kissing my neck. “That much, I think we can do. But we’ll hire a cook. And as for tonight… we order in. And we celebrate a new start. With the family.”