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CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR
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"You are mine!" He growled, flipping me on my stomach so that I was on all fours against the bed. I could feel him positioned on my entrance and in one hard surge, he was inside of me. Stretching me to the brim. I groaned at the feel of him, a small pinch of pain, combined with a surge of pleasure drove me insane with even more need.
I hopelessly clung onto the sheets as he set a punishing pace.
Our flesh slapped together, making wet erotic noises that echoed in the room as he thrusts harder and faster.
"You like that, don't you!? Who does this body belong to!" He pants, delivering two quick successive slaps to my ass cheeks when I delayed in answering.
I whimpered my complaint, starting to reach out my hand to massage the spot when he barked out a warning.
His finger further nudged my thighs apart, from this angle, he seemed to be sinking deeper, harder, and faster into my core. Another harsh slap drove me to the point of pain, but it was the sweetest kind, one that I never want to come to an end.
"Who owns this cunt!? You gets to fuck you like this!"
"Only you!" I whimpered. His words, the feel of him, it was too much. I was spiraling out of control.
His meaty length entered me in sure strokes, I trembled as heat rippled through me, my body convulsed around him, leaving me gasping as I screamed out his name. He groaned loudly as he spoke. "Fuck! Can you feel how you squeeze around me, milking me with your juices? This pussy is mine, every inch of you is mine to claim, isn't that right?"
Still recovering from the shock of my orgasm, I could only manage out a soft moan but he wasn't having that.
"Your attention leaves again and your ass gets spanked, and I won't be stopping until you're red and all marked as mine!"
His threats were so tempting to disobey, for some reason, his words made my pussy clench with a renewed surge of arousal, but he could feel that as well.
"But I think you'll like that as well." He whispered huskily and gradually toyed with the entrance of my ass before slipping just the tip of his fingers inside. My body tensed from the foreign intrusion, it wasn't painful, but my body just wasn't used to it.

"Try to relax, you won't feel uncomfortable" He murmured and I whimpered a "Yes."
Through to his words, the uncomfortable feeling slowly disappeared as he worked his finger in and out of my butt hole, I closed my eyes against the wonderful feeling, a low moan of pleasure escaping my mouth.
"Beautiful." He whispered.
His finger disappeared and at the same time, his cock slid out of my pussy, I almost moaned at the loss of contact when a finger entered into my wet pussy, he slowly lubricated my ass hole with my juices.
"You look so gorgeous, spread out like this, soaking wet with your juices." He praised and whispered for me to spread my legs wider.
I complied.
He spread my ass cheeks and I felt him poke at my entrance and this time, it wasn't his finger, it was something much bigger. My body tensed up once again as nervousness took over.
"Lucian?" I called out, my voice filled with doubt. This was going to hurt, I knew that but I also wanted him to fill every inch of me, to completely possess me over and over again.
"Loosen up wife, you're such a good girl, can you do that for me?"
I whimpered out a yes and he started to push in slowly. He wasn't even halfway inside me yet and the tears were starting to leak from the corners of my eyes. I felt as though I was being ripped in half even though something told me that he was being as gentle as he could.
He continued his invasion at snail pace, my whimpers were constant, so were his groans, he sounded like he was in some kind of pain, I couldn't imagine ever doing this again, at least not willingly.

"Oh god, you feel so good, I'm going to cum so hard!" His finger found my clit, rolling the slick bud which was still sensitive from my first orgasm, he encircled deliberately until a shot of pleasure shot through me. A moan tore free, It provided enough distraction from the pain, the bliss traveled through my blood, burning through it with hot pleasure. Lucian started to thrust inside me rhythmically, his fingers in the same motion with his cock. It didn't hurt anymore, every single cell in my body came alive.
His movement became frantic and so were the sounds we produced.
"oh fuck, I'm going to come!" I whimpered, the sensations were too intense, I was almost there but Lucian stopped before I could get there.
I cried out my protest, I moved my fingers downward and started to massage my clit, eager to complete the bittersweet ache he had started.
He slapped off my hand.
"Don't you dare cum!"
"Please please." I pleaded.
"That's right, I want you to beg me!" He said. I didn't have to turn to see his self-satisfied smirk, I was too desperate to care about anything else.
"Please, I want...I want..." I panted.
"Please what? What do you want? Say it Brie" He urged as he slowly started to thrust into me once again.
"Please I need to cum, make me cum Lucian!"
"No! You need to be more convincing." His laughter screamed purely evil. I moaned out my frustration, grinding my ass against him.
"Damn it! What do you want? ugh, I love you!"
The words barely left my mouth, he gave me what I needed. I screamed out his name as my release exploded out from me, the hot liquid kept squirting out of me until I could have sworn that the world went silent. His hot cum sprayed my insides, stinging against the soreness of my ass and trickled down my thighs. I collapsed on the bed drained of strength. Lucian lay down beside me. We didn't speak for a while, both of us trying to regain our breaths. Lucian hugged me, kissing my temples and I didn't think any word was needed, our closeness already spoke more than we ever could.
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A FEW WEEKS LATER

I dashed into the bathroom, emptying the contents of my breakfast. I vomited until there was nothing left before splashing cool water over my face.
I frowned at my reflection in the mirror, what could be wrong with me? Since these few days, I've been having these morning sicknesses. Loretta was also getting worried, she thought that perhaps the problem was because my stomach wasn't accustomed to her meals.
Since Geoffrey took a break two weeks ago, Loretta and I have been making meals, it was something that we both enjoyed, I didn't want to make her feel bad this morning as well, so I quickly brushed my teeth and walked out of the bathroom with a smile. Thankfully, Lucian wasn't aware of all these or he would have dragged me straight to the hospital for what would probably turn out to be nothing crucial.
"Are you sure you are okay? You left just like that." I met Loretta at the breakfast table.
"I'm fine, I just needed to use the bathroom.." I smiled at her convincingly but she only looked more worried.
"Did you fall sick again? Maybe you need to see the doctor, what if..."

"I didn't fall sick...I don't need a doctor when I'm perfectly fine." I cut her off, I think seeing a doctor or being anywhere near a hospital would actually make me sick. She seemed about to speak again but I beat her to it.
"I'm going to take a walk outside." I started to leave when I realized she was following after me. We walked in comfortable silence to the garden.
It rained last night, so the flowers were quite bright and blooming. I sniffed on my favorite rose flower and instantly regretted it.
It had a weird smell that I didn't find comforting at all. A small frown pulled at my face, did I lose my sense of smell as well? Great! Maybe I'm about to gain a superpower.

"Um, maybe we should leave here, and take a walk around other places." I suggested to Loretta since it would seem kind of rude if I just leave without her, also the smell of these flowers was quite upsetting, I didn't want her to think I was sick, or worse inform Lucian about something so minor.

We started to return to the house, I didn't miss the long look Loretta cast at Fred who seemed to be on an errand.
"You like him, don't you?"
She whipped her head in my direction, wearing a defensive look.
"Why would you say that? "

"See? You didn't even deny it." I shrugged, then paused to stare at her. "Aren't you a bit too young for um..him?"

"I'll be eighteen in a few months! Not much younger than you are!" She argued more defensively and I threw my arms in surrender.
We both went silent for a moment until she suddenly turned to me.
"Fine, you caught me." She admitted. I didn't mention that I already knew before now, I still remember that day I had seen Fred walking out of her room.
"I'm just so nervous, we have to sneak around because I'm worried that my brother wouldn't approve."
"Maybe you're wrong, I mean, Fred seems like a nice guy, but isn't he like twenty-four? Or Twenty five?" I stated and she rolled her eyes.
"That doesn't mean anything, did you forget that my brother is seven years older than you are?"
I decided to keep my mouth shut, she was trying to be positive that it would work between them.
She was suddenly staring at me with a hopeful glint in her eyes, I stared at her suspiciously and before she could speak, I started.
"If it's what you're thinking about..."
"Oh come on, please...maybe If you say the word, he would listen to you and approve of us." She begged.
I just didn't think that it was right for me to meddle in, not that I believe I would be able to change Lucian's mind if he was set on not doing something.
"Loretta, I don't think I'll be of any use, I'm sorry."
She didn't seem to believe that there was nothing I could do.
"Help me think of a way! I don't want to get married!" She whispered urgently and I stared at her in confusion.
"What do you mean?"

She wet her lips, giving me a prolonged stare.
"Father already arranged my marriage a long time ago, even though he's dead, the deal still stands, I don't want to get married to a stranger when I turn eighteen! Brother hasn't mentioned anything about the arrangement but what if he does? I really like Fred and he likes me too."
It didn't come as a full surprise to me that her marriage had already been decided, to these men, daughters were only a means to expand their businesses. She was still too young, no wonder she was so scared. I was fortunate enough to at least turn twenty.
My heart twinged with sympathy, This situation was quite familiar to me.
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