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cw: explicit sexual content
After the wedding ceremony, we returned to our room together.
Nica: You really went and married me. There’s no escaping now, you know?
Without missing a beat, he guided me toward the bed. Sitting down beside him, I reached for his clothes as we exchanged lighthearted words.
Kate: Do you want me to run away?
Nica: …Who knows.
A small flicker of irritation rose in me when he looked away, and I answered him with a teasing smile.
Kate: Well, you gave me such a wonderful proposal. That’s why I decided to marry you.
Kate: Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten what you said?
Nica would never say something as irresponsible as “I’ll make you happy”. Even when he proposed, he never made promises like that.
But that day, in his own way, Nica had vowed to love me for the rest of his life.
That alone had been more than enough to make me happy, and yet…
tap point- his clothes
As I helped him out of his clothes, he slipped his arms around my back and loosened the ribbons of my dress.
Kate: What was it again? ‘As long as perle is with me—’?
Wearing a mischievous smile, I held his gaze, wanting to hear those words one more time.
Nica: I ought to shut that mouth of yours before it says anything else.
Kate: Nn—!
But the very next moment, my lips were stolen, and I was pushed back onto the bed.
The dress was tugged down with little care, exposing my breasts beneath.
Kate: Ah… Nica, nn…
While he continued to kiss me, his fingers teased my hardened nipples, sending sweet waves of pleasure through my entire body.
When he finally pulled away, Nica gathered up my dress with enough force to nearly tear it.
Nica: How long have you been this wet?
Kate: Ah—
He pressed a finger against the damp fabric of my underwear, and I instinctively rubbed my thighs together as I felt the moisture spread.
Nica: Don’t tell me you’ve been turned on since the ceremony. What a naughty bride.
Kate: N-no— ah…!
He pulled my underwear aside, and something warm and wet touched me.
Startled, I lifted my head and found Nica’s face buried between my thighs, his tongue teasing me.
Kate: Ah… nngh…
Nica: Kate, you just keep getting wetter and wetter. You’re making me lose my mind here.
As his tongue teased me from the inside, I was already struggling to keep myself together, and then he wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking hard.
Kate: Ohhh—!!
The moment I came, his tongue was replaced by his fingers, and it was enough to drive me crazy.
Nica: Hah… you’re absolutely soaked. Did it feel that good?
I could only writhe against the pleasure his fingers drew from me, clutching the sheets tightly — when suddenly, he bit down on the inside of my thigh.
Kate: Wha—!?
The sudden sting of pain caught me completely off guard, and my abdomen tensed instinctively.
But because of that, his fingers found exactly the right spot, and I helplessly reached a second climax.
(He’s biting harder than usual…)
He often bit me during sex, but this pain was nothing like before.
As I was still reeling from the surprise, Nica pressed his cock against my slick entrance.
Kate: Ah!
He thrust into me in a single motion, and my vision went white.
But Nica paid it no mind and immediately began moving his hips, the pace leaving me with no choice but to cling to him.
Kate: Ah… you’re going…. too fast!
Nica: I’ve been pent up too, since we couldn’t do anything while we were busy preparing for the wedding.
Nica: Sorry, but you’re staying with me until daybreak, so brace yourself.
The wet sounds of our bodies echoed through the room, each thrust stirring the deepest part of me and leaving the ache inside me impossible to ignore.
But—
(I can’t look at his face.)
Whenever Nica and I do this, I like watching the moments when he loses his composure.
(There’s something that makes me happy about seeing Nica so completely absorbed in me.)
But tonight, for some reason, I just couldn’t bring myself to look at him. Every time our eyes met, I looked away.
Until he finally caught my cheeks in his hand.
Nica: Why do you keep looking away? You love looking at my face when we have sex, don’t you?
Kate: Um… ah!
When I hesitated, he bit down lightly on my neck and began leaving bite marks across my body.
Nica: If you don’t tell me honestly, I’m gonna keep biting you.
Kate: Ah! B-because this is our first time doing this after getting married…
Kate: I didn’t know how I was supposed to look at you now that you’re my husband!
Nica froze, staring at me with a blank expression.
After blinking several times, a smile as sweet as melting honey slowly spread across his face.
Nica: What’s that supposed to mean? That’s adorable.
Kate: Ah!!
He drove into me even harder than before, hitting deep inside me, and my vision instantly went white.
By the time my body was covered in bite marks and blooming red flowers, Nica had furrowed his brow and tightened his grip around our joined hands.
At that moment, I felt the ring resting on my finger — and a wave of happiness welled up from deep within me.
(Ah…)
Letting out a quiet breath, Nica lifted our intertwined hands and brushed his cheek against my left hand.
Nica: …I won’t say I’ll make you happy, and I probably never will.
Nica: But I can’t be happy anymore unless I’m with you. So—
With his other hand, he gently traced the bite marks along my inner thigh.
Nica: I’m going to leave my mark on this body. No matter how awful I am, I’ll make sure you can never leave me for the rest of your life.
Nica: I’ll toy with you, lead you astray, ruin you completely… and drag you down into the most beautiful hell with me.
Tears of happiness spilled from the corners of my eyes.
Seeing them, Nica smiled at me with unmistakable tenderness.
Kate: Bring it on.
At my answer, Nica softly kissed the ring on my finger before pulling me tightly into his arms.
Nica: Take care of me, my beloved wife.
Until the day we finally see the dawn, we would continue to struggle together in the finest hell of all — our life together.
