Page 13 of Unholy Matrimony
I shake my head, I take her hands in mine, and we pull down my boxers. My cock springs free and her eyes widen. I'm packing a solid eight inches. “That is supposed to fit inside me? Absolutely not!” She looks at me, terrified.
“Not tonight, Tsvetok3. So don’t worry. You'll be surprised by how easy it is. For now, how about we just focus on touching?”
“With my mouth?” She questions, with a sly grin on her face.
My mouth hangs open at her words. She did not mean to say that, surely.
“I’ve read about it in books, but I’ve never done it. Who better to teach me than my soon-to-be husband?”
Is she asking me to teach her how to suck my cock? Is this the same woman from church and lunch earlier?
I bring myself back to the moment, I grab her pull her to me, and kiss her. I run my hands up her back and down to her ass, squeezing it. She squeaks and looks me in the eye. I stand her on her feet, sit on the edge of the bed, and pull her into the space between my legs.
“Get on your knees, malyshka4. Eyes on me.”
She does as she is told, sinking to her knees, never breaking eye contact with me. Fuck, she is so hot right now. Even though it's like I am the one in power. The power is all hers. She's in charge. I'm just along for the ride. She takes her hands and runs them up my thighs, and she stops right where my cock sits. She takes her hand, wraps it around the base and, with a gentle but firm grip, begins stroking me. Her soft hand is pure bliss. I could come just from her touching me like this.
“Malyshka5, take me in your mouth and suck.”
She leans forwards, still stroking me with one hand, and then takes the tip in her mouth and gives a gentle suck. Her eyes are still on mine, taking a bit more in. My eyes roll back and a throaty moan escapes. With a little more enthusiasm, her head bobs up and down, her pace quickening.
I don’t need to give her any pointers. She is doing amazing all on her own. I’m sure those books of hers provided plenty of teaching material. I look back down at her, run my hands through her hair, and gather it into a ponytail.
“Do you trust me, Malyshka?”
She looks up at me and nods, my cock still in her mouth.
I stand up and push her into my cock, and I guide her head with my hand wrapped in her hair. “If you need to stop, we will. I’m going to go faster now.” She nods her head and takes a breath. I pump in and out of her mouth. I can feel my release building, and I know I will not last much longer.
“Fuck, Lina. You feel so good. You’re doing such a good job.” Her thighs clench together, and she shifts her weight. “Are you going to swallow my cum, like a good girl?” She nods. She is taking me so deep, I can feel the back of her throat. I'm close to coming. She stares into my eyes as I am thrusting and she moans around my cock, and I lose control. I thrust my cock down her throat, and I come. Hard. She swallows eagerly and quickly. I don’t think I have ever come that hard and that much, ever.
As I pull her back, I notice some of my cum leaking down her chin, and I bite my lip with a sly smile. I grab my shirt from the floor, I wipe her chin and clean up myself. “I need a shower. You can have your space to shower, but if you want to join me, you're welcome.” After turning on the heated floors, I headed into the shower and turned it on. I step back out to let it heat a bit and go to grab a towel. Lina is leaning on the doorframe. Looking over at me like a ravenous wolf, she looks like she is going to eat me alive. Lina’s eyes are full of lust.
“Tsvetok6, you see something you like?” I grab two towels from the built-in shelf. “Come, we need to get cleaned up so we can eat dinner, then maybe before bed, I can eat you for dessert.”
We showered and it takes everything in my to not let my hands roam her body while we cleaned ourselves. After we get dressed in clean clothes. Lina mentioned that while she is out with her mama and sister tomorrow, she might grab some other clothes. She seems to be happy, and that’s all I could ask for. We walked down to the dining room together. Along the way, I showed her more of the house.
“We can change whatever you want. Paint, flooring, furniture even. I want this to be as much your home as mine, Lyubov7. Make it yours.” I plant a kiss on the back of her neck and she shivers. “Okay, well, let's just get through the wedding this week and then we can talk about changing things. How’s that sound?” She says.
“You're the boss.” I say, as she smiles and shakes her head.
The dining room smells amazing, but I can tell these dishes are without meat. Something I am going to have to get used to from now on. I walk her over to the chair at the head of the table, pull it out, and motion for her to sit. Taken aback that I would offer her the head of the table, she sits and I push her in. “Lyubov8, you are my queen and I will treat you that way.” Blushing, she smiles as she unfolds the napkin to place it in her lap. Alina walks in to let us know what the meal is for the night.
“Tonight I have prepared some shchi with some fresh rye bread. We also have some quinoa salad with winter vegetables. All are fast compliant.” The smile that is plastered on Lina’s face will be worth eating this rabbit food. As Alina serves me, I correct her immediately. “Alina, from now on, please serve Lina first.” Alina nods and serves Lina her soup, offering the salad and bread. Lina prays over the food. We both do the sign of the cross and begin eating.
“All the food at the wedding is going to have to be fast-compliant. That’s going to be difficult.” Lina says as she dips her bread in her soup.
“Can’t we have dispensation for that? What is a wedding dinner without meat, wine, and a tasty wedding cake?” I retort, my father must have taken care of that. Surely.
She giggles, and god it's still the most beautiful sound I have ever heard come from a person. “It is possible, but I wouldn’t hold your breath. Your father got dispensation for this wedding to happen. I'm not sure if it was a blanket dispensation.” She continues to smile as she eats her soup. She is probably right and knowing father he didn’t even think about the little things, even though Father. Ireni said everything is taken care of.
Guess I’ll have to suffer through a vegan wedding meal. We eat in silence for what seems like forever and when we’ve both finished, she asks, “Do you have plans for tomorrow, since I will be looking for a dress with my mother and sister?” I had forgotten to mention that I have some work to do tomorrow. “I have a meeting I have to go to, Lyubov9.”
Alina walks in to clear the dishes, Lina rises and helps. “Madam, no. You don’t help. I can take care of this.” Lina looks at her and firmly says, “If this is to be my home, I will help in taking care of it. I will assist you. That way, you can also show me the kitchen. Maybe I will want to bake for my soon-to-be husband. I’ll need to know where everything is.”
Alina looks at me with a look of confusion. I shrug and motion for her to lead the way. I walk into the gigantic kitchen with them and see Lina’s face. She is in love with it. I see her scanning the room. It's not a fancy kitchen, but it has everything someone could ever need. The old Russian wood oven is still functional. Her eyes are full of joy. I almost forgot that the day that we first met she had spent the whole day cooking.
I lean over to her and kiss her cheek. “I have to get some things together for tomorrow. When you are all finished, just head to the room and we will turn in for the night.”