Chapter 134

Victoria's POV

"It's going to be a miracle if I don't faint before the wedding." I looked at myself in the long mirror as Stella zipping my dress all the way up. "I could fall flat on my face in front of all these people. They will say that your son married a klutz." 

She chuckled moving a little lower to straighten the skirt of my dress. Straightening back up, she placed her hands on my shoulders looking at me through the mirror.

"You'll be fine." She smiled. "Believe, you guys have gotten your fair share of bad luck for this life." 

"She's right, flower." 

I turned with a smile at my mother's voice. She had a green mug in her hands, actually matching the off shoulders long dress she was wearing. 

"This tea will calm your nerves." She smiled placing the mug on one of the small tables.

Stella excused herself. My mom thanked her quietly before she walked out of the room. 

My mother moved closer to me and cupped my face before pressing her forehead against mine. "My beautiful, stubborn, difficult, devoted, courageous, melanated, demonic princess, I wish you all the happiness in the world."

I giggled looking at her. "There is nothing demonic about me."

"I beg to differ, babygirl." She said grabbing my hand in hers. "Don't underestimate the power of genes."

"Then you're the one I should be worried about."

She let out a small laugh kissing the top of my hand. "Watch it, little girl. A wedding dress isn't going stop me from beating you right here."

I laughed squeezing her hand lightly. She wouldn't do it, but if it came down to it, then a wedding dress sure wouldn't stop her. 

"Okay. Let me go check on stuff outside. I'll be back." She said taking the mug back in her hand before handing it to me. 

As soon as she walked out, I took a sip of the hot steaming tea before placing back on the table. I let out a long breath letting my eyes roam over the long veil that was hanged on the other end of the room and turned to face the mirror to take another look at myself.

I looked at my wedding dress as a small smile stretched on my face. A dress Stella confirmed that she had kept aside since Jason and I started dating but didn't say anything because she didn't want to scare me. Though I do remember her saying something about that once, I just didn't think she was serious.

"Wow, you look ugly."

I gasped and looked back to narrow my eyes at Elena as she walked in the room and closed the door behind her.

"Absolutely horrible. You're hurting my eyes." She said dramatically placing a hand over her eyes.

I shook my head as she lowered her hand approaching me with a bright smile. She had a small box in her hand.

"But I've got something that would make it better." She opened the box in her hand and turned it to show me the silver decorative comb in it. "This is what's missing." 

She grabbed it and turned me around before pushing the comb in my bun.

"There. Now you look perfect." She laughed and I raised an eyebrow at her teasingly when I saw how watery her eyes were getting. "Shut up."

"I didn't say anything." I laughed grabbing the mug, my mom left me, back. "It's just a miracle that you, of all people, managed to keep your tears in since this morning. I saw you struggling all day to not cry."

She stuck her tongue down before helping me sit on the couch. "Uncle Matt is marrying you guys and my father didn't say a word about it." She said tilting her head with a small smile. "That alone is a miracle."

"What is your father's problem with him? You never told me."

"Because I don't know. I think that my father is so used to disliking him that he doesn't even know why he did in the first place." She smiled and looked at the door when someone knocked. 

"Who is it?" She called.

"Sebastian."

"Come in."

A long whistle came from him.

"You look gorgeous, wing woman." Sebastian said dramatically placing a hand on the left side of his chest. 

I giggled at his antics. "Thank you." 

"You almost make me want to get a bride for myself." He said closing the door as he walked into the room.

"Today is for miracles." Elena gasped.

I scoffed giving her a side look. "I said almost. I'm a free bird and nobody's ruining that for me."

"I pity you."

He shrugged before turning to me. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"She's nervous." Elena said moving back to take a sit herself while straightening her pink dress.

"Why nervous?" He furrowed his eyebrows shoving his hands in his pockets. "Well, I'm almost officially your big brother. So, talk to me."

"It's normal to be nervous." I said bringing the cup to my lips. "Isn't Jason?" I asked looking at him questioningly and he snickered in response. 

"Irritated, yes. Nervous, no."

"Irritated?"

"Uncle Matt is giving him a forced pep talk." He smirked and I chuckled tightening my hold around the mug in my hand. "You don't have to be scared, though. This doesn't even come close to the scariest day of my life."

I looked at him as he said those words.

"What was the scariest day of your life?" I asked causing a snicker to leave Elena as Sebastian let out a long sigh.

"The day I raised my voice at my mom." He said without even hesitating for a second as I took a drink from the straw.

I almost spit out my drink at that. I looked at him with a bewildered expression as he nodded in confirmation.

"Oh yeah." Elena yelped laughing before sitting up straight.

"You really did that?" I asked and he nodded again. "Then what happened?"

"I was angry, I swear I regretted the moment I did, but my father said that if I thought that I was grown enough to yell at my own mother, then I'm grown enough to fight him."

I gasped as Elena placed a hand over her mouth to hold her laughs in. 

"And then what happened?" I asked but he shrugged with a small laugh.

"My amazing mother stepped in." He smiled leaning against the wall.

Elena laughed throwing her head back a little. "He was so scared. He was literally shaking. I'll never forget that day."

"It was scary. I'm not even going to deny that. Because I didn't even know if he was serious or not, but he looked ready to beat my ass."

I laughed even more taking another sip of my drink. Well I can imagine the last part taking place with his father, but the only part I can't imagine is Sebastian actually at his mother.

"Feel better?"

"Yes. Definitely" I chuckled taking a deep breath. "Thank you." 

He nodded and looked at Elena as she stood up with a small clap of her hands.

"I'm going to go check on Jason." She announced before looking at her brother as he cleared his throat.

"Marco is there too." Sebastian said causing her to stop dead in her tracks.

"He is?" She asked and Seb nodded with a smirk. "T...Then maybe you should go. I'll just stay here." She moved back to her initial position and sat back down.

Both Sebastian and I looked at each other before bursting into fits of laughter. She glared at us from where she was sitting.

"There isn't anything to laugh about."

"Yes, there is." Sebastian chuckled looking at her. "I'm going to check on him. While you, Victoria and sprung girl, stay here."

"Are you ready?" My father asked holding both his hands out.

I nodded slowing placing my hands on his extended ones. "Yes?"

"That's convincing." He chuckled.

"I'm nervous." I said taking a deep breath. "Was mom nervous?"

"She wasn't. At all." He smiled. "When we got married, we were the only ones there. But she was all giggly and excited."

"She told me about that." I sighed shaking my head. "I never understood that." I looked up at him gripping his hand a little tighter. "Were you?"

"Actually, yeah. I was." He smiled bringing my hand up to kiss the top of it. "So, I can tell you that you'll be fine. There's only one reason you're walking down that aisle. Do that or you can just run out of there. I promise not to hold it against you." He said. 

I laughed shaking my head at him. "I'm nervous, but I don't have cold feet."

He let out a long sigh dropping his head a little. "Can't blame a man for trying." He tightened his hold on my hand. "Be happy, that's all I want." 

"Thanks dad." I smiled as he moved closer to place a kiss on my forehead.

"Alright." Elena smiled moving behind to take a hold of my train. "It's time."

I barely registered when the music started or when the doors opened. All I know is that I was just following my father's lead. The only thing I was a hundred percent conscious about is that I was not looking at anyone on the crowd. My eyes were fixated on him.

On Jason.

Everyone else melted away. I could barely even feel my father's arm under my hand. There was just him. As it should be right now. He tilted his head to the side very slightly as a smile stretched on his lips. And that was when I almost left Elena and my father right there to fast walk up to the altar. It seems to take forever for my dad to get me there but when we did, I literally for what I was so nervous about in the first place.

Once there, Dad leaned down to kiss my cheek before placing my hand on Jason's extended hand.

"Fuck, you're stunning. Absolutely perfect" He murmured with a smile before leaning down to place a long kiss on my lips. "Hi." 

I grinned when he pulled feeling my face heating up. "Hi."

Matt tasked disapprovingly looking at Jason. "You're not supposed to do that yet."

"Yeah? Who's going to stop me?" Jason asked before placing a kiss on my forehead and stood up straight.

Matt sighed heavily before speaking. "Before we start I want to confirm that Victoria Mendes is here of her own free will." He said looking at me expectantly causing Jason to send him an angry look.

I smiled nodding. "I am." 

"Okay then. We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Jason Knight and Victoria." Matt started before looking at Jason with a smile. "I've known Jason his whole life. And he was a piece of work. Honestly raising him is like constantly defusing bombs." He said causing everyone to laugh much to Jason's displeasure.

"Him finding a woman who is patient to want to spend the rest of her life with him is nothing less than a miracle." He said before a genuine smile appeared on his face. "And nothing is making me happier than seeing you this happy, Jason."

And that was when Jason's frown turned into a small smile as Matt continued with the reading. He looked at me before holding his hands out. I placed my hands in his with a big smile.

"If anyone sees any reason why these two should be married, speak now or forever hold your peace." Matt said turning the page of the book he was holding.

"Let any motherfucker try." Jason said lowly and I giggled.

"Will you keep quiet?" I whispered squeezing his hands with a smile.

Matt cleared his throat shaking his head. "Anyways, are you sure you want to do this Victoria?" He turned to look at me. "You can still run."

I shook my head with a smile keeping my gaze on Jason's. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"She said she's fine." Jason snapped in annoyance, causing small sounds of amusement from the crowd.

"I just want to make sure she has all the information. It is my duty."

"It's annoying. I didn't ask you to do all that." He hissed narrowing his eyes at Matt. "Just read what's in your damn notes."

"But that is in my notes." Matt frowned raising the book. "Do you want to se-"

"No!"

"Okay, okay. Geez." He sighed frowning at Jason's irritated look, before turning to me with a bright smile. "Do you, Victoria Mendes, take Jason Knight to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part."

"I do."

"Are you s-"

"I will kill you." Jason hissed lowly only for us to hear.

Matt gaped at him before shaking his head once more. "Do you, Jason Knight, take Victoria Mendes to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part."

"I do."

"Elena." Matt turned to her with a smile. "The rings?" He looked at her amused at the sight of her trying to hold her laughs in.

"Oh yeah." She chuckled and quickly moved closer and gave them to him.

The rings that were both my engagement ring, that I decided to keep as my wedding ring. I really didn't want a set of two rings on my finger. And Stella picked out a silver and black tungsten wedding band for Jason because God know he would throw the ring right away if it was gold.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Matt said before turning back to face us once more. "In many years, you will change, you will grow. These rings will be your promise to love, cherish, and respect each other no matter what life brings or what paths you take. Your love will be constant. And to be patient, in Victoria's case."

Jason huffed, clearly beyond irritated by every word coming out of Matt's mouth. No need to say that Matt's teasing continued throughout the whole ceremony. The only time Matt didn't joke around was during the ring exchange, which is not surprising. It looked to me like all his teasing was a way for him to hold tears back, because I could have sworn that I've heard his voice crack once or twice.

And before I knew it.

"By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." 

"Finally." Jason groaned leaning in to crash his lips against mine.

I giggled following Jason outside. I briefly looked back at the building where our guests were as he pulled toward his car, not even caring about how rude we were being.

"We are the rudest newlyweds that I've ever seen." I laughed as soon as we got in his car leaning my head back against the head rest. "Who leaves their own wedding before even eating?"

He chuckled moving his hand to the back of my neck to kiss me. "Us."

"And the cake looked good too." I whined putting my seatbelt on as he pulled away to do the same and start the car.

"I'll get you another one. Anything is better than smiling and shaking hands with all these people, we don't even care about, congratulating us."

"That's true." I nodded in agreement before looking at him excitingly. "So where are we going?" 

"I am not telling you."

"Why are you like this?" I frowned narrowing my eyes at him. "I am your wife now, so you have to do as I ask."

"That's really cute." He chuckled keeping a hand on steering wheel and taking a hold of my hand with the other. "Necker island."

I tilted my head to the side in question. "Where is that? I've never heard of it."

"It's a private island resort."

I nodded and squeezed his hand and leaned back on my seat. "I need to change to change out of this dress once we get on the plane."

I changed into the dress that I was supposed to wear for the reception before Jason barged into the room and convinced to just leave early. Now I bought it wore it for no reason at all. All I managed to do was throw a shawl over before he dragged me out.

"No. You're keeping it." 

"Why?"

"Is it uncomfortable?" He asked glancing at me.

"Not at all, bu-"

"Then keep it. I like it." He said before bringing my hand closer to kiss it. "Plus, I'll be the one to get you out of it."

Oh.

We got there way sooner than I thought we would.

"It's beautiful." I said moving around the place as soon as the bellman finished bringing in all of our stuff.

It was a beautiful Balinese style villa. It was quite open since all I could was glass all around us. But Jason said there was some boundaries between the six villas in this resort.

"Yeah. Mom told me about it. She wanted to come here with dad but never got the chance." I heard him say.

I slid the glass door open and stepped onto the veranda taking in the view of the ocean. The veranda was well lit but the ocean being so dark made me quickly turn back before my mind start imagining things coming out of there.

I groaned when my face slammed against Jason's chest in my haste.

"You're so scared of everything." He chuckled. 

I shrugged moving around him to go back inside. "I'll enjoy it better tomorrow." 

"Scaredy cat." He said low in his breath, but I heard him. "I'll be right back. I have to check my messages." He added grabbing his phone.

"Okay." I needed grabbing my own phone and purse before going to the room where the bellman went to drop our luggage. 

I pushed the door open and turned the lights. The room also has a long sliding glass door leading to another veranda and more of the dark ocean. The Veranda's lights were already on and my shoulders sagged in relief at that.

I looked around the room and let out a sigh of relief when I noticed the absence of any "newlyweds" writing or decoration. 

Thank God for Jason.

I jumped slightly when I felt him wrap an arm around my shoulders turning me to face him.

"You're finally my wife." He smiled as I grabbed the arm that was around my shoulders. 

"Yeah." I turned smiling up at him. "Are you feeling trapped yet?"

"Are you sure you're the one doing the trapping?" He asked placing a hand on my cheek. "We'll talk about it again thirty years." His hand moved to my back to grab the zipper of my dress slowly pulling it down.

I looked up at him tilting my head. "Jason?"

"Yes?" He pulled the zipper all the way down before taking a hold of the thing straps.

The dress fell from my body and onto the floor with a soft sound. He took a step back and let his eyes roam over me, his gaze touching me with warmth. 

"Will you stop it?" My face heated up as I placed a hand over his eyes.

"No." He pushed my hand away. "You've kept me waiting for too long. I'll get my fill." He said placing his hands on my hips before taking a step closer. "Damn, you're stunning." 

He bent down and moved his mouth over mine. Gently at first, before he parted my lips, his tongue caressing. His arms wrapped around me pulling me up against him, our bodies melding together. I grasped his arms, and he pushed his tongue deeper. He pulled me even closer and threaded his fingers into my straightened hair.

He pulled back briefly before moving his lips to my cheek and down my neck.

Third Person

Victoria took a deep breath as his soft lips lightly pressed against the side of her neck, his hands flattening against her sides, moving up and down with slow movements.

Victoria closed her eyes and yelped when he bit down on her skin. Jason chuckled against her shoulder blade and nipped at the sensitive skin.

His finger slid underneath her the lace of her bra, making direct contact with her breast.

Her head fell against his chest, closing her eyes as his thumb glided over her hard nipple, his other hand moved over her stomach, and his tongue moved across the mahogany skin of the neck.

Victoria froze when his fingertips fell onto the top of her underwear.

"Jason." She breathed sharply, her voice a warning that her anxiety was getting stronger than the desire that she felt starting to build at her center.

He paused with his movements. "It's just me, Victoria." He reminded as she gave a brief nod to let him know that he could continue.

Her nails pushed into the side of his legs as his hand journeyed lower, applying slight pressure as he started to rub her, Victoria's jaw trembling from the surprising and pleasant yet unfamiliar sensation that the action brought her.

Her mouth felt open and breathy moan left her. "Jason."

"Yes?" He hummed against the back of her neck, the other hand continuing to caress and squeeze her breast.

Her head fell back against him as he proceeded to start rubbing his finger across her wet folds. Jason looked down at her, feeling the anxiety starting to once again slip away from her. 

She hummed as a finger peaked its head into her moist folds, the pad of his index finger resting comfortably on her delicate pearl.

Keeping her eyes open and body upright was becoming more difficult by the second as Jason continued to meticulously rub at her sensitive mound.

Victoria's eyes followed his hands as they rose to cup her face, his body nearing closer to her, her fingers grasping at his elbows.

"Victoria," he said her name as though it was the beginning of a prayer to God herself, his forehead coming to rest against hers. "I love you." 

Victoria licked her lips and brought her trembling hands to his chest. 

"I love you too." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard it. He heard it.

He dropped his lips to hers. His hands left her face and moved to the small of her back, her arms wrapping around his neck as her feet left the floor. Victoria held onto him as he walked them over to the bed, laying her down while never once breaking their kiss.

She felt his hands all over her, feeling her flaming body as she held onto the sides of his neck tightly, her fingertips pressing into the skin there.

When he finally pulled apart looking down at her shaking form.

Victoria gasped as he traveled down her neck and nestled his head between her breast, his mouth teasing her chest.

She found herself taking the initiative to try and sit up so that she could remove the clasps on the back of her bra only for Jason to remove the lace bra for her, carelessly tossing it to the side.

"Oh," she chewed on her bottom lip as he started to suck on her hardened nipple, his tongue playing with the tender flesh.

Jason struggled to maintain his self-control as she continued to quiver underneath him, her thighs pushing together from the arousal that he was the cause of. His eyes roamed her face taking in every expression she showed. He took all the sounds coming from her, her whimpers as he lapped at her chest, the way she was holding onto him digging her fingernails into his arms, an indication that she was enjoying it just as much as he was. 

He released her erect nipple and his eyes darted upward to watch how she trembled slightly after placing a quick kiss under the swell of her breast.

"I want to taste you," his deep voice finally voicing his desire, the one thing he had kept in lock and chains since that got together. "I need to taste you."

Victoria could offer no words, she simply looked at him with dark eyes. Jason kissed his way down her body, taking in her shaky breathing as he moved lower.

His eyes darkened even more as he licked his lips. She was so wet for him.

Jason moved his fingers up her legs, expertly lifting her thighs and moving them over his wide shoulders. Victoria shuddered as his hands went to hold onto her waist seconds before she felt his tongue move on her.

"Oh!" Her body nearly flew off the bed when his tongue slid over her and dipped down over her entrance, inserting itself along the way. "Jason," His name came out in a loud, high pitched tone, his tongue flickering with upward and downward motions.

"Jason," she moaned, moving her hands to her face while he continued to lick and lap at her, each stroke sending her into overdrive. 

She couldn't hold her moans in so she allowed all her sounds to come out against her hands. She felt one of his hands move to grab both her wrists pulling her hands from her face.

"Move your hands." Was all he said before placing her hands down and going back to what he was doing. "You're perfect." He tightened his grip on her thighs before her closer to him.

"Oh my god," she cried, as her hand flew to his head, not even knowing what she was trying to accomplish.

But as she reached her peak, her fingers closed over his hair as shock waves ran through her. His hold tightened around her thighs as she tried to close them. She moaned loudly as her body trashed against his ministration before her orgasms rushed to wash over her.

He licked over her for a few more second before moving back over her body. Her chest heaved as she tried to control her breathing and regain all her senses.

"See? You could have let me eat you out long ago." He moved his face over her to kiss her cheeks followed by her lips. "Are you okay?" 

Her breathing slowed as she nodded mutely.

"Did you lose your voice?" Victoria felt him momentarily scoot away from her body as he discarded his boxers. She refused to look down. "Are you okay, Vicky?"

"Yes." She nodded moving her hands to cup his face. "I'm okay."

Jason sighed when he felt her move her soft thigh to brush against his, the action earning a small groan from him, his hardened member brushed against her slick entrance.

She breathed as he presses his lips to hers once more, her hands moved against his back as he started to slowly move his hips against hers. "Jason." 

Her head tilted back on the pillow, her chest rising and falling as he reached down between their bodies to take his dick and move it over her pussy.

She shuddered and bit onto her lower lip hardly. It was only the tip, but just the feel of his manhood ignited a sense of alarm.

Jason sensed her fright and lifted his finger under her chin to force their eyes to connect. "Hey, it's me."

She swallowed and nodded softly. "I'm fine." She stared at him, their eyes locked on each other.

He brought his forearm above her head, resting it on the pillow behind her as his fingers brushed against her forehead.

"Tell me if you want me stop, baby." He said, bringing his warm lips to kiss her, softly. She placed her hands on his back, holding onto him.

She nodded and licked her lips. Jason pushing her straightened hair out of her face. She was calm now.

Jason's hand moved back down her body to feel her again before he aligned himself at her entrance, eyes darting up when he heard her breath hitch.

Upon initial penetration, he heard her gasp and watched her eyes clench. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she nodded quickly, as her eyes closed tightly. "Go ahead."

He moved in a little more, and another gasp left her mouth, and it was louder than the previous one as her head craned back. She bit down on her lip tightly letting her teeth sink into the plump flesh. He asked her again if she was okay, and she gave him another nod before opening her eyes to look into his. Her eyes glossy with unshed tears "I'm sorry." He whispered, softly kissing her cheek. 

"You should be, you jerk." She whispered as her lips turned into a small smile before her hand moved up to stroke his jaw softly.

Jason mirrored her smile and buried his head into her neck, pressing soft kisses against her brown skin.

He continued his way into her entrance, clenching his jaw tightly trying to hide his ache at how her walls kept clamping down around him. She couldn't help it, but all it did was decrease the little control he was holding onto right now.

"Jason." He turned his head to look at her, her nails digging into his arms as he rested them on the pillow underneath her. "I want all of you."

"Victoria-"

Her other hand moved up to his face, joining the other one. "Please." He closed his eyes tightly. 

Damn her. He was trying to slow for her, fighting with himself and here she is, not helping him at all.

"You are no-."

She moved her hips downward motion in an effort to continue to slide his down the rest of him, determined to take all of him.

"You are annoying," He muttered quietly, as he went to grab her hips to control and stop her gritting his teeth tightly before moving her arms to wrap them around his neck.

Victoria the feel of his hard chest touching hers, his head buried once into the crook of her neck.

Slowly, he slid into her, coaxing and comforting her along the way, kissing away her discomfort.

It felt like forever, but he finally had his entire length into her tight opening.

"Shit." He cursed, laying his head on her shoulder, remaining still as he let get used to him being inside her. 

Jason held onto the sides of her face as he closed his eyes and captured her lips for a kiss while sliding out of her, before sliding back in as she moaned into his mouth from the feeling. He continued his movements, filling her inch by inch with his slow thrusts.

Victoria clawed at his back, unconsciously breaking the skin. She experienced the throbbing from being stretched and plunged into deeply. The pain slowly started to disappear.

"Jason." She moaned, as he grabbed onto her thighs to lift her legs, wrapping them around his waist. He started to increase the speed of his thrusts. Having him embedded so deeply inside her was pleasant.

"Shit, Victoria," He cursed, his eyes shutting as he drove into her. His hand reached up to grip the headboard above them. "You're so tight."

She felt amazing around him, her arousal from her previous orgasms coating him as he moved in and out of her. She wrapped around him as though she was made for him. And she was. He'd never been so satisfied with anyone.

He grunted, moving his hand behind her thigh to adjust the angle of his thrusts and her head flew back against the pillow as she started to move her hips to meet his thrusts, making him almost lose his mind.

She was perfection.

"I love hearing you moan my name, baby." He spoke into her ear before biting down on her shoulder, hissing as she pressed her nails into his back even more. "Fuck, I love you."

She panted and he gritted, as his eyes roamed over her trying his hardest not to push her legs up to deepen his thrusts. He was losing enough as it was. She was enticing was all he could think of as he continued to thrust into her.

His hands grabbed her, interlocking their fingers. He lifted them above her head and leaned down to kiss her.

He kept his gaze locked to hers as he moved his hips into hers, almost coming on the spot as she bucked her hips off the bed. He sped up, her loud moan being music to his fucking ears.

Victoria was a blubbering mess, holding onto him with all of her might, never wanting the feelings that he was giving her to stop. He was so deep inside of her that there were no words to describe how amazing that felt.

She whimpered as he took a hold of her ass, moving deeper into her. "Oh!" She cried.

"Say my name, Victoria." He commanded, looking down at her as her body jerked under him. "Say it."

"Jason." She said, her voice hoarse from all of the screaming and shouting she'd done. "Jason."

He felt his pending climax. 

"Please." She whined and whimpered as he felt her clamp down around him. Her legs tightening her legs around him. "Please."

What was she begging for? She didn't know. All she knows is that she needed something.

He grunted and pressed his forehead against hers. He pulled her legs closer as his nose lightly bumped against hers.

Victoria clung onto him as he thrust faster inside of her. She kept chanting his name as he continued. Her toes curled and both their bodies surrendered to their releases, his seed spilling deep inside of her while her juices coated his dick.

His thrust slowed while she quietly heaved as he filled her with everything that he had before laying on top of her. They both stayed quiet for a few seconds trying to slow their breathing.

"Damn." He sighed turning his head to look at her, his finger brushing against her face. "Are you okay?"

She was still trying to catch her breath so all she could do was nod. Victoria shivered when he dropped his mouth down to place a kiss on her chest before slowly moving out of her. He stood up and got out of bed. All she could do was stared at his broad back as he moved to the bathroom.

She couldn't even find open her mouth to say anything.

He returned with a towel. She gasped when she felt the cloth gently wipe at her vagina, Victoria shutting her eyes as he cleaned her up. 

Shutting her eyes then was her last memory of that night.

When she reopened her eyes, she had to close them again because of the brightness of the sun. She left her eyes closed for a few more seconds. When she opened them again, she furrowed her eyebrows at the empty bed side beside her.

She winced at the ache between her legs as she pushed herself to sit up. She grabbed onto the bedsheets pressing it to her as she slowly rubbed her eyes. She looked around slowly before moving to get off the bed. 

She found the shirt Jason had on yesterday and grabbed it to quickly put it on before going to the bathroom.

What is this? She winced once more at the pain on her legs. 

"Jason?" She called limping toward the bathroom. 

This is ridiculous. She sighed as she reached the bathroom with difficulty and moved toward the sink. She let out a sigh of relief and proceeded to wash her face and brush her teeth before looking at her in the mirror as a smile stretched on her face.

She didn't even care about the multiples bite marks all over her face because she was happy.

She was happy.

She slowly moved back out and nearly jumped to the ceiling as the sight of Jason making his way toward to the bathroom.

"There you are. I was coming to look for you." He smiled. "Good morning." He moved closer to her with a small smile.

"Good morning." She smiled back as his arms wrapped around her. 

His head moved down so he could press his lips against hers. She let out a small sigh against his mouth as her hand moved to hold onto his arms. Having her here with him was great. And him, too.

He was happy.