Page 76 of Beastly Armory
She shakes her head. “Thank you, but Adal wouldn’t have wanted me here. I feel bad even visiting, but I did want to meet you. Both.” Livia puts her arm around her shoulders.
After chatting about some of our favorite memorieswith Derichs, I have Markus arrange to get her set up with a special account we can deposit funds into. When we bid her farewell, Livia stands with me in the foyer and wraps an arm around my waist.
“I love you, Max. You’re a good man.”
“Sometimes.” Leaning down, I capture my wife’s lips in a warm kiss. Hopefully, the construction of our new main bedroom is finished by the evening. We’ve been staying in my childhood bedroom for the last two weeks since we had our ceremony. It started off with a bunch of naughty teenage fantasies, but now it’s kind of weird. We need a room that’s just us. And Livia got over the cowboys on the walls days ago.
“Cal wants to meet for dinner to discuss the rebuilding plans.”
A shiny plastic bandage peeks out of the deep arm of my wife’s loose tank top. “What is that?” Grasping her shirt, I pull it up as she tries to stop me.
“Max! Stop!” She grabs my hand, then tugs me toward the hall bathroom. “Come here.” Pressing my lower body into her, I gather the fabric and lift up to reveal her bare chest.
On her ribcage, where once was a lone fox, is now a bear tattoo, the two animals combined. She’s truly mine. The sadness from the last few weeks seems to dissipate the longer I stare at it.
“You got a bear.”
She nods with a slow smile creeping onto her face. “Yeah. To go with my fox.”
Seeing that ink, those lines and marks on her skin… it means she’s made a choice. She trusts me enough to become a Freidenberg. To be part of my people. The west and the east are combining forces. It had been just me trying to take back what’s mine, and now I have two-thirds of this city behind me to take over from Strauss. We can win.
“I love you, my foxy bear.” Seizing her pert ass cheeks in my hands, I lift her onto the sink counter, pressing my body into hers, needing to touch her all over. Tilting her head to the side, I nibble down the column of her neck as she shivers.
“I love you, Max, but we need to go,” she whispers.
“Nah… Cal can wait. And we didn’t get our honeymoon yet.”
“We should go…” The words she says don’t match her fingers, which are unzipping my jeans and sliding them down my legs, along with my boxers. She hops off the counter and spins around. Her own pants drop while I chuckle a breath in her ear at her hurry. Her hands dance behind her and find my hard cock. As she lines herself up, I grab one of her soft breasts in each of my hands. “Oh, god!” she yells as I enter her.
“Fuck! Your cunt feels so good.” Watching my wife in the mirror above the sink, her face flushes red as her pussy engulfs me. Without wasting any time, she starts springing off me, her ass bouncing against my abs, jiggling as if it’s calling to me. I swat it, leaving a red handprint. “Are you using my dick, foxy? Using me like a toy?”
“Y-yes,” she moans. “I told you I’d fuck you.”
With each backstroke, her pussy clutches onto melike it won’t let me leave. Standing still so she can grasp her pleasure, I reach a couple of fingers around her smooth hip to stroke her clit. My lips meet the crook of her neck and suck it in, her familiar amber scent filling my nose. She trembles in my arms and her legs shake, so I hold her tighter, taking over the work with a deep, steady rhythm. Just how she likes it.
Raising my mouth to her ear, I whisper, “Come for me, my little fox. Come for your lion, your husband. I want to watch you unravel in the mirror.” Shifting my eyes to the glass, I see her face screw up as she howls at the peak of her orgasm. Giving her one long, hard thrust, I let her tense around me.
“Now, be a good girl and let me fuck that tight ass.”
Livia’s mouth opens as she inhales quickly, the sensation tightening on my dick. Reaching over her to the medicine cabinet, I find some baby oil and drizzle it on her backside. Taking first one finger and rubbing around the area, I add a second and push inside her as she jolts forward.
“Max…”
“You trust me?”
Livia bites her lip and nods. Fucking her ass with two fingers, I continue to slide in and out of her pussy. She moans and pushes back against me until I can add a third finger. Her back arches as she takes it.
“Baby, I love you… Let me show you how much by filling your ass. Claiming all your body with mine.” Grabbing her hips, I slide out and then press the head of my cock against her tightly puckered hole. She groans as I thrust my hips forward, slowly entering her.
“Wait… wait.” Pants come from her mouth as I continue to edge inside. It’s hotter here than anywhere in her body. She fits my dick like a glove.
“My cock is meant to be inside you.”
Curving her ass back into me, I’m able to fit all the way in. Her head drops forward with a whimper as I control her body. Rapidly shifting my hips, I fuck her while pulling her toward me so I can fit all the way in with every stroke.
“Damn, foxy. Your ass is something else. I’m gonna fill it with my cum. You ready?”
“Max… Not inside.”