"No, we will not!"
He gave me puppy dog eyes.
"Maybe just for a few hours?"
I sighed.
"Alright. As long as I get a turn with the feather."
His eyes grew wide and he swallowed. I'd used the feather on him last night. He'd liked it at first. Especially when I used it to tickle his balls and shaft. That was before the begging started.
He'd begged all night. I'd made him swear not to touch his cock until after the ceremony too. In exchanged I'd worn the vibrator for him.
That probably was part of the reason his cock was practically poking a hole in his pants.
"Bend over. It's time to perform your wifely duties."
I didn't argue, turning to grasp the wooden rail in front of me I felt my skirt being bunched up around my waist. The air felt cool against my hot skin. He guided his cock to my entrance and pressed forward with a thick groan. I shivered at the delicious intrusion.
I loved those sex sounds he made.
Almost as much as I loved knowing I was the one who made him groan like that.
I stood there, pressing back against him while he fucked me slow and hard. It didn't take long for him to pick up the tempo though. In just a few minutes he was pounding his cock into me like a jackhammer.
A very sexy jackhammer.
I felt it right before he came. A strange electrical current passed between us. He swelled and then I felt his seed erupt from his shaft, filling me with warm wetness. Something about that feeling always made me come.
We shook and shuddered together, huffing like animals.
I felt him withdraw as he pressed a kiss to my shoulder.
"I think I'm going to like being a husband."
I looked over my shoulder at him as he started to straighten his clothes.
"Who told you you could put your pants back on?"
His eyes flared appreciatively as I lowered myself to my knees. He grinned, pulling out his already stiffening cock.
"Oh yeah, I'm going to like being married a lot."
Chapter Twenty-Five Jake
I had my arm over my bride's shoulders as we wandered around the estate, chatting with the guests. Elle's mom and uncle were here, along with some childhood friends. We'd flown them all out first-class from Ireland. Shirl was here too, as well as Elle's band Black Diamond. They were going to be performing later, when the dancing started.
But for now there was a string quartet playing by the bar. White flowers were everywhere, along with food and drink stations.
It was serene and classy and beautiful.
Just like my bride.
She kicked my shin. I looked at her, surprised by the sharp jab. She glared at me, hissing in my ear.
"Why am I the only one who didn't get the kinky stuff, eh?"
I was laughing as I pulled her behind a tree. I tried not to smirk as I pressed her up against it. She wiggled indignantly as I reached down to pinch her juicy little ass.
"Is that what you are after, wife? We can get kinky if that's what you want."
She frowned at me, crossing her arms. Her green eyes sparkled at me the way they did when she was mad. She looked adorable as always.
She also looked dangerous.
My bride had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks in rural Ireland. She'd had to kick ass and take names from the beginning. I knew for a fact, she had a long list of names.
"I'm just surprised to hear that your brothers are so much more enterprising."
I bit her neck, running my hand down over her belly.
"You need your rest kitty cat. I didn't want to keep you up too late."
I lifted her skirt slowly.
"But I will be happy to accommodate you during daylight hours."
"Jake Delancey, you are wicked!"
She slapped my arms but she was laughing. I grinned at her, loving the husky sound of her voice. Then I lifted her skirt and slipped my finger under the edge of her lace panties.
"I've read that a woman becomes more sensitive during pregnancy. I wonder if that's true?"
She gasped as I toyed with her folds.
I smirked.
"I guess it is. Would you like to go upstairs with me Eleanor?"
She nodded, her eyes closed. Her lips were pink and open as she exhaled deeply. I gave her a quick kiss before I hoisted her up and carried her to the house.
It's a good thing her dress was long.
It swayed in front of us, covering my massive erection.
Elle
"Jake-please!"
My husband had surprised me. We'd been married less than an hour and he was already full of tricks. I supposed in this case I had asked for it.
I'd wanted kink. Now he was giving it to me. He had tied me to the bed, very carefully of course. He was being extremely gentle as he stimulated every inch of my body with his tongue and hands.
Too gentle.
I squirmed against my bonds, my body crying out for release. I was ready dammit! But he was taking too damn long!
He grinned at me, wagging his finger.
"Jake-we have to get back to the party!"
"Nobody will notice."
He was making lazy whorls against my * with his tongue when I used my most no nonsense voice. It always got his attention. He said I sounded like a sexy schoolteacher.