Page 27 of Unholy Matrimony

“You mean to tell me you wore that underneath your dress this whole time?” She nods playfully. I bite my lip. “Now I thoroughly regret not having you as soon as the ceremony ended,” I inch closer to her, “Do you know what I would have done to you, Tsvetok7?”

“Net8, tell me,” she says, taking my jacket off and tossing it on the bed. Then, unbuttoning my shirt and revealing my tattooed chest, she runs her hands up, wrapping them around my neck.

“I would have taken you back into the nave, sat you on the cathedra, and worshiped your pussy, like a good muzh9,” I pick her up and carry her over to the side of the bed, “only stopping once you’ve screamed my name so loud the parishioners in the hall could hear it.”

"Lenya..." she whispers as she caresses my head with her hands. My hair is too short now for her to grab onto.

“Would you have liked that, malyshka10? Would you like your husband on his knees, worshiping you,” I’m standing in front of her now, and she is undoing my belt and then my pants. She pulls them down, and they hit the floor with a thud. I bend down and take my socks off. I crawl up onto the bed. Like a predator, I have my eyes set on my prey. Lina giggles as I inch towards her.

I grab her ankles and pull her towards me. “Tovy Lev11 is hungry, and the only thing he wants is you.”

I am drawing this out as much as I can, for the fun of it, but also to ensure that she is ready. Hell, I’m nervous I am going to hurt her. I’m scared that I’m going to get so lost in the moment. “As much as I love this,” motioning to her lingerie, “it needs to come off. Now.” She spreads her legs, showing me the clasps that are located right at her pussy.

“So take it off,” she instructs.

Oh, I like bossy Lina. I reach in between her thighs, letting my fingers tease her clit as I unhook the clasps.

“Lenya… I need you,” she is panting as I undo the last clasp. I don’t even have to touch her to know that she is ready.

“Malyshka12, this is…Fucking. Soaking. Wet,” as I pull the bodice over her head. “Just for you, only for you moy lyubov13,” Her body is completely on display now, My eyes drift to hers and she is just as hungry for me as I am for her. I am aching to be inside her. The past week has been torture. Having been able to bury my face in between her thighs every night has made it bearable. Her being so willing to suck my cock or give me a hand job has been a welcome surprise, too.

Just as I am about to go down on her, she pulls my face up so I am looking at her. “Moy lyubov14,” she says, biting her lip, “I’m ready. I’ve been ready since the moment you put the ring on my finger.” I rise to my knees and pull my boxers down, tossing them aside. As I pull back the comforter, I feel its softness and warmth, and I motion for her to join me. She scoots over and crawls under the covers.

I’ve done this so many times. Why the hell am I so nervous? My heart is beating so fast I can hear it pounding. The sound of her soft panting has me ready to burst.

I crawl in between her spread thighs, “Bend your knees a little, like this.” I move one of her knees up so her foot is flat, she does the same with the other. I can feel her trembling, so I lean down and kiss her softly all over, trying to calm her nerves. I run my hands over her breasts and her nipples pebble. I take one into my mouth and suck gently, and once she moans, I nip at it with my teeth.

“Ah,” as she lets out a low sultry moan. I continue and move to her other breast. I reach my hand between us and grab my cock. I rub it up and down her slit to coat the tip. “Take a deep breath, malyshka,15” I slowly push the tip in and she lets out a whimper. I ease in a little more.

She is so tight. I lean into her and start kissing her, trying to distract her from the pain. I push into her the rest of the way and her walls are strangling my cock. Her eyes are closed and she is wincing. I know the first time is known to hurt, but I never imagined I would feel guilty.

“Are you okay, malyshka16? Blyat17, you’re so tight. Do I need to stop?” I’m slowly thrusting into her. Things are moving a little smoother now. It must be from the blood, “You’re doing such a good job, Tsvetok18. You take me so well, God made you perfect just for me,” hoping the encouragement helps.

She hums at the praise and relaxes. She starts to meet my thrusts. Her lips part and she lets out a few soft moans as I drive into her. I reach in between us and start rubbing her clit. Her walls clench up at the sensation. I smirk and say, “Does this feel good, malyshka19? Tell me what you want, tell me how you want me to make love to you.” Searching my eyes, she says nothing. Just beckons me closer to her. I roll my hips into hers, and I slip my hand under her ass. Using it as leverage to pull her closer to me.

She is digging her nails into my back, going back and forth between whimpering and moaning. Torn between pain and pleasure. I’m praying it’s more pleasure than pain by now. I’m picking up speed now. My thrusts are getting a little rougher, and you can hear skin slapping against each other. Lina moves her hand to my chest and pushes against it. I immediately stopped moving.

“Is it too much? We can stop,” my voice came out shaky and out of breath.

“Net20, can we try a different position, maybe? It’s a little sore, but it doesn’t really hurt anymore.” Lina adjusts herself underneath me, so I try to think of a position that would work better. “Do you want to try being on top? You would be in control that way or if you still want me to be in control, you can take this leg,” I grab her right leg and put it over my right thigh, “So it’s like I am taking you from behind but I can still see your beautiful face.”

I caress her cheek, lean into her, and take a moment to kiss her, slowly letting my tongue explore her mouth. Her tongue meets mine, and I thrust into her. Her eyes roll back. “This feels much better. Oh…Lenya… keep doing that. Just like that.”.

I love this position. I get a magnificent view of her ass and breasts and I still get to see the faces she makes. From this position I can play with her clit. So it a win all around.

Her moaning is getting loud, and the added stimulation of her clit has her unraveling. Her eyes meet mine and I am overcome with this primal urge to come inside her. It’s like a fucking need that has to be fulfilled. Staring into her eyes, my thoughts go back to the wedding reception. When Lina touched Mila’s belly. The yearning look she got. I never really thought about kids before Lina, and now here I am imagining what she would look like, her belly swollen with my child.

Our child.

“You going to give me a baby, Lina?” Before I can process the words, they just come out as I am mid-thrust. I run both of my hands up to her waist, take hold of her, and roll my hips into her with determination.

Lina’s eyes widened as she moaned, “Yes…Lenya…yes. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

“I won’t stop filling you until I know I've put my baby in you.” I grab her leg that’s thrown over mine and lay it back down. “Can I take you from behind, malyshka21?”

She nods, and I pull out slowly, flipping her onto her hands and knees. I put a pillow underneath her for support, I have her lean over it. I stroke my cock as I am getting ready to enter her again. As I look down, I see the bedsheets are now stained with the blood of her virginity. It shouldn’t turn me on, but it does. Knowing that she is mine, only mine. My hand has her blood on it now, and it's making my heart race. I take a finger and push it inside her. She is wet, but not as much as I need for her to be completely comfortable.

“I am going to help you get wet, malyshka22. Okay,” my finger is pumping inside her. She is moaning and panting, so words don’t come out. She looks back at me in acknowledgment. I push her forward so that she is ass up and face in the pillows, and before she can protest, my mouth is on her pussy.

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