CHAPTER 40

If her husband wants to play a role, she will gladly oblige because she knows it will benefit their marriage. If she can't satisfy him, what will she do if he goes outside to look for it?
Vanity moaned as Chandler repeatedly hit her prostate. To think that the man moved to her chrysanthemum after making her flower hole swollen and red, as much as she wanted to scold him, she failed. The pleasure was simply too much for her to turn down.
This was not the first time the two had anal sex, but they did it less frequently because the consequences were more difficult to deal with than normal sex. She decided to indulge him because it was their wedding night, and she was now severely punished for it.
Chandler yanked away from her, making a "pop" sound that made her feel embarrassed. She found her passage strange because she felt empty, and she wished he hadn't pulled out. Chandler laughed hoarsely and teased her as she turned her head and looked at him with a face full of resentment.
“I want to see your face,” he said, turning her around so she was lying on her back, “I want to hear you scream and call my name as I fill that back hole of yours.”
Hearing such vulgar words made Vanity blush with embarrassment, her face flushing beet red as she couldn't believe he could be so arrogant as to say such vulgar words to her.
However, she was anticipating it because she wanted to see her man as he thrust and piston into her. She always loves it when she sees his eyes filled with love, lust, and desire. Because he didn't hide his emotions from her, this made her even more horny.
She didn't even wait for him to make a move before luring him down to her and kissing his lips with hers. Chandler smiled as he thrust his tongue into her mouth to catch her tongue. While his hands were busy roaming all over her body, his tongues danced together.
Vanity exclaimed as Chandler repositioned himself at her warm entrance. He leaned down to kiss her tears away as she looked at him with teary eyes.
Chandler filled her back hole in one deep thrust while she was distracted by his kisses, making her cry out his name, "Husband!!"
Vanity began to refer to him as "husband" ever since the two became intimate, and Chandler adores it whenever she does. As a result, he will always make certain that his wife is completely satisfied.
He is always provoked by that word, and this was no exception in the current situation.
“You're going to kill me,” Chandler groaned as he pushed his piston deep inside her.
Vanity wrapped her long legs around his waist and grabbed his arms, looking at him with longing eyes that he could see himself in as he made love to her all the time.
Vanity paid dearly for her daring to provoke her man, and as a result, the battle ended at dawn. Vanity slept all day, only to wake up around dinner time wearing a shirt that belonged to Chandler.
She didn't dare to complain about her aching body because Chandler had masseurs give her a full body massage, which made her feel relived in the end.
Her husband also gave her three bags of human blood to feed on, as well as some meat and red wine for dinner. As a grateful wife, she returned the favor by riding her husband all night.
The honeymoon schedule was very simple; after spending a few days on the private island and being intimate like animals in heat, the two finally began to travel to the places that had been pre-planned.
Vanity had a fantastic time because she got to visit places she had never been to before because she was stuck in her own country. She had never even left the city when she was in that family because she wasn't allowed to, but now, with her husband by her side, she was moving from one country to another and seeing all the good places in the world.
Because of how popular she became following her live wedding, Vanity began to use her social media account to post some of the pictures and videos she took while traveling.
Everyone was fed dog food daily so that Vanity could post at least one photo with her husband. She didn't want to share him with the rest of the people, so she minimized his photos. That didn't stop those who recognized them from photographing and posting them online to make everyone suffer from PDA.
Their interaction was so obvious that anyone could tell they were madly in love with each other. The way their eyes lit up and shone when they spoke to each other, the way they simply smiled and talked, was all out in the open.
Heidi and the other Wagner’s who saw these were also relieved to see that their son and father were content. That title of tyrant was about to be revoked.
Chandler would give Vanity blood bags every three days, which she would accept with a happy smile. He'd rather provide it for her than force her to go hunting. He didn't want to take any chances.
There could be other vampires out there, and he was terrified of them. What if another vampire found out that Vanity had lost a day?
What if some psycho vampire kidnaps her and conducts research on her just to discover the answer of being a day lighter? He was aware that supernatural beings existed, and as a result, their security was enhanced when they went out.
As a result, he had to provide her with food to reduce and cancel the times she needed to go out and hunt for food.
This Vanity was in heaven being fed and pampered like this. She had even forgotten that she would never set foot there because she was already regarded as a follower of darkness. But do gods and devils really exist?
She had no idea and didn't want to find out.
Her man and her family were the only things that mattered to her; the rest could just leave her alone and mind their own business because she was too lazy to deal with anything else.