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I came unglued, everything in my body spasming and jerking, my asshole closing and opening around the plug in my ass, my pussy muscles jerking around the bouncing and vibrating egg inside me, and then Will jammed three fingers inside my pussy, spreading me impossibly wide while his fingers touched the egg so they vibrated, too.

And just when I thought I was at the top of the best orgasm ever, Will’s mouth landed around the needle he’d just stuck into my clit four fucking times, engulfing the already heated bundle of nerves in warmth, and my screams filled the room.

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Will

It took some careful planning to make sure all the pointy ends of the needles faced away from where my mouth and tongue needed to be at the end, but I managed it, and I was quite proud of the orgasm I gave my bride. I was never going to be a vampire, but I had all kinds of plans for how to play with her clit.

On our honeymoon, I intended to inject saline solution into her clit and make it swell up all big, and I was playing around with the idea of using stinging nettles directly on it for our first wedding anniversary. There’s also a trick of putting a sliver of ginger up inside it. The possibilities were endless.

I got her rolled over and onto her hands and knees with all the needles still in her. Kind of all at once, I pulled the still-vibrating plug from her ass and crammed my dick in without warning — and my bride-to-be screamed and yowled during another orgasm while I fucked her hard and fast. “Legs stay apart!” I reminded her when I felt her moving a little, and she froze in place a few seconds before yet another orgasm grabbed her, and her asshole tightened and spasmed around my dick. I barely lasted ten minutes before I emptied myself into her, told my phone to shut down the egg in her pussy, and then rolled her back over and oh-so-carefully removed every needle I’d put into her. Finally, I pulled the egg out, and then wiped her down with baby wipes.

There was a little blood, but I wasn’t worried about it. This mattress has a waterproof cover, and I’d asked Angie to put the black sheets on that morning. I looked at the clock to make sure we had time before Davy came home, and settled beside Micca to hold her.

We lay in comfortable silence a while before I told her, “I’ve decided Davy can see me use the cups on your clit, but probably not this kind of scene.” If she disagreed, we’d figure out how to make sure he didn’t get confused, but I hoped she’d understand and agree with my reasons.

She nodded. “Agreed. When I turn him loose to pleasure me, he knows he can get rough with my clit right before I’m ready to orgasm, but I don’t let him do it unless I’m close.”

I chuckled. She’d tortured thefuckout of his dick and balls when he thought he’d get her horny by abusing her clit oneday, and he hadn’t made that mistake again. I’d given him some parameters, so he’d know when he could get rough with it — clues that let him know she was close to an orgasm and just needed a little help getting there after already having dozens in a short time.

“Do you need tochangeto heal from the needles?” I asked her.

“I’m learning more about how to heal without needing tochange. You can look me over before he gets home, to make sure there’s no evidence, but I think I’ll be able to take care of it without achange.” She sighed. “And we’ll have to clean up our own mess in the playroom.”

I rubbed a hand down her side and kissed her shoulder. “I’ll clean up. Do we want to plan a big scene with Davy tonight? Or would you rather go somewhere special to eat and then have an abbreviated scene when we get home?”

“I mean, you could order from somewhere nice and we could still plan a big scene. Originally, I was thinking a modified butterfly board under his dick, but now I’m thinking maybe I want to sew his dick to his stomach while you play with the crusher on his balls.”

“And what if I want to play with needles on our boy, too? Maybe we put him on the cross, and I can place them on his chest while you see how many you can get into his dick?”

She nodded. “Perfect. We should make him stop on the way home to buy the biggest, freshest hand of ginger he can find, too.”

Aftercare was officially over, so I rolled over and texted Davy his instructions for what to buy on his way home, and then started cleaning up our mess while simultaneously pulling the things out we’d need for the scene we were planning.

“It’s possible you’re going to need to fuck me a few more times before our boy gets home,” Micca told me while she looked through the medical-items drawer.

I turned the water off in the jail’s sink and started drying the egg and plug. “I can’t imagine loving you any more in ten years than I love you right now, and yet, I think I love you more every day.”

“We need to do the math so we can be sure Davy isn’t in his chastity device for the wedding or the first part of our honeymoon.”

I nodded. “Agreed. There’s a BDSM resort on a private island I’d like us to go to for the first week of our honeymoon. He can be in his cuffs, naked on a leash, the whole weekend, even in the public areas like the pool, beach, gift shops, and restaurants.”

She stopped looking through the drawer and turned to me. “I know you and Kyleigh usually plan our trips, and I’m good with that, but I’d like to have a little input into our honeymoon. I mean, I love the first week you have planned, but while we’re in the Caribbean, I’d like to have some laid back chill-time, before we go on a whirlwind tour of the planet.”

Why hadn’t I thought of that? “I’m sorry, I should’ve done that without you having to ask. I’ll make sure Kyleigh copies you on everything she sends me, and I’ll copy you on what I send her. If you want to make a change or a suggestion, email both of us, and we’ll incorporate it. It’sourhoneymoon, so of course you should be in on the planning.”

“And Davy?”

“He wants to see where The Lord of the Rings was filmed in New Zealand, he wants to see some actual castles in Europe, and he wants to snorkel around a reef in the ocean, preferably somewhere without sharks. You want to go to the Louvre, you want to see the Pyramids in Egypt, some church in Scotland I can’t remember the name of off the top of my head butI remembered it when I gave the list to Kyleigh, and the Colosseum in Rome.”

She nodded. “You know, I think that might be one of the things I love about you — the fact youlistento us. You know where we’ll want to go without us having to make a list for you. Just like you knew what kind of car to buy Davy. I thought it was too much, but then his reaction when he saw it told me you got it exactly right.”

Chapter 42

Three months later

Davy

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