His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 34

When Gabriel said maybe he didn’t do good enough of a job if wasn’t sore and could walk through the day, I thought he was teasing me. Turns out, he wasn’t. Turns out, he really was taking it easy on me the first night-the first three rounds, Because nothing compared to when he pressed me to the wall that night and f*cked me, thrusted harder and harder making me scream his name. Then, when he placed me under a shower out of the goodness in his heart, and f*ked me in the shower- and I orgasmed twice to the point where I almost blacked out. And as if that wasn’t enough- which it was when we were in the kitchen preparing a snack in the middle of the night because we both burnt out all our calories on sex, he opened the thin satin robe I was wearing, and put ice cubes on my p*ssy because of how sore it was while playing with my breasts, and my traitor body responded to his touch by moaning shaking and being wet on his fingertips. He fingered me by the kitchen counter and left the promise to f*ck me there later, only because I was tired.

I slept cocooned in his arms that night, and I was too tired to overthink the way my body smuggled closer to his in search for some warmth as the night got colder with time.

I woke up to tingles all over my body, and it wasn’t soon after blinking my eyes that I realised that there was something being pressed by my lower thing

Something I had gotten quite familiar with in the East two days

I couldn’t control the way my breathing fastened, just like I couldn’t control the way my lower abdomen throbbed. I tried, because we were naked, and I knew if my thoughts kept running to the way Gabriel had his hand tightly wrapped around my hand as he brought me to orgasm one after the other, I woull once again feel wet to be f*cked the same way again- despite being so sore I could literally not move.

“You’re finally awake,” Gabriel murmured from behind me. His voice was still raspy and hoarse, and it didn’t seem like he had woken up a long time ago.

“You’re turned on. My observation was quiet, a little excited that I tried to conceal and miserably failed.

“It’s your fault, really

“Mine?”

“You’re the one who fell asleep in my arms…naked.”

“You’re the one who let me.”

“Never said I didn’t enjoy it.” I didn’t have to turn around and lag him to know the smug smile on his lips as he removed hair from my bare shoulders and placed gentle kisses on it.

I gently whimpered in his arms.

“You like it?” He asked, between feather kisses on the back and side of my neck.

“Mh-hm” I moaned, wriggling in his arms feeling his d*ck get harder behind me, it’s tip pressing in my thigh.

His hand, one which was wrapped around my stomach gently stroked all the way down, wrapping around my clit.

“Wet already?” He mumbled, his lips wrapping around my ear lobe. “Seems like I’m not the only one who can’t get enough.”

I’m so sore I groaned, still relaxing in his arms.

His index finger massaged my clit. “You want me to stop?”

“N- No

My breath was uneven, and I could feel him position his d*ck beneath my clit, moving softly and grinding. My body moved

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automatically in the other direction, grinding faster.

breasts, flicking one of

you

whimpered, moving faster

me to

“N-No.”

do you want

faster, the friction building inside me.

want more or

“M-More”

He spanked my a*s.

“Gabriel!”

“Yes, baby

anything, he

think you’re too sore

I said, instantly.

“Please what? Say it.”

as the friction built inside me and I tried turning to face

breathing was a different level

“Name”

“Please f*ck me, Gabriel.

back of my head as

even the thought of being f*cked hurt, but also the pleasure, the mere thought of the amount of pleasure being f*cked by

My dirty whore.” In one

I screamed his name, and he wrapped his hand around my neck, slowly

“My good girl Thrust.

“My slut Thrust.

“My dirty whore Thrust

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“Mine.”

voice echoed in the entire house, and then I came on his

hovered over me, covering my body with his while being careful

“Hm?”

He muttered. “One that you’re

“Primal play.” I breathed.

shining with a spark

looking around, avoiding his eyes,

lips turned upwards. “Looks like my good

cheeks flushed. “I know it’s horrible.

of all the ways I’m going to ask you to run and then chase you down in, and then

stop

me sick to my core, but for some

I looked away.

“Are you embarrassed, baby?”

didn’t look

me down, getting off

I didn’t.