The Beginning of a Long Night

The Beginning of a Long Night
Ivy’s POV

His eyes darkened. Mine did too.

He held me tightly, like a predator who had waited too long to finally take what was his.

“Come here,” he muttered…voice deep and rough as he crashed his lips against mine.

My breast collided with his chest as he pulled me closer, and a soft gasp escaped me. His eyes burned into mine as he whispered close to my lips,

“Wife.”

Heat shot down my spine. He said it like a claim. Like a warning. Like a promise. Before I could speak, his mouth crashed into mine again. Hard. Hungry. Greedy. Like he’d been starving all night and finally got permission to eat.

I kissed him back just as fiercely, gripping the sides of his collar and pulling him closer. His tongue slid into my mouth, taking over instantly. His hand moved down, cupping my ass, lifting me further against him. A moan escaped my throat at the feel of his hard length pressed against me.

Without breaking the kiss, he carried me, mouth still devouring mine, as he walked us out of the room and down the corridor.

“To our room,” he growled against my lips. “I want you naked in my bed. Now.”

“Oh?” I breathed, smirking. “You’ve been thinking about this?”

“Thinking?” His voice went feral. “I’ve been seconds away from bending you over the throne since the ceremony started.”

A shiver shot through me.

He kicked our bedroom door open once we were close and carried me inside. The room was dimly lit with warm candles. The massive royal bed was covered in black silk sheets, rose petals decorating the bed in beautiful shapes.

He dropped me onto the mattress…not gently.

I bounced slightly, propping myself on my elbows, watching him as he removed his coat and armor with slow, dangerous intent. His muscles flexed with every movement. His tattoos looked darker, sharper, like they had come alive.

His eyes never left me.

I sat up and started removing my accessories…earrings, necklace, the silver waist chain I wore under my gown.

“Stop,” he said suddenly.

My hands froze. “What?”

“I’ll undress you.”

Oh goddess.

He climbed onto the bed, kneeling in front of me as his fingers slowly slid over the straps of my dress. He dragged one down my shoulder, then the other. The dress loosened. He hooked his finger under the bodice and pulled it down…revealing my breasts.

His gaze turned dark and hungry.

“Perfect,” he rasped, hands cupping them before his mouth descended.

His tongue flicked over my nipple, then he sucked…hard. A moan shot out of me. He tugged the other nipple between his fingers and heat pooled between my thighs.

“Leo…”

“Lie back,” he ordered, voice deep and sinful.

I obeyed without question.

He peeled my dress down my body until it was pooled at my waist, then he ripped it past my hips and tossed it somewhere behind him.

“The dress…” I started.

“Fuck the dress,” he growled, sliding his hand between my thighs. “I hate it.”

He brushed his fingers over my underwear and I jerked.

“You’re already wet,” he said darkly. “Open for me.”

I spread my legs and his eyes glowed. Wolf glowing.

He pulled my underwear aside and dragged two fingers along my slit, coating them. Then he brought them to his mouth…licking me off his fingers with a sound so filthy my breath hitched.

“Sweet girl,” he muttered. “My wife tastes fucking sweet.”

I whimpered.

Then he ripped my underwear clean off.

“Leo!”

“I said I’m not waiting tonight,” he growled. “I’ve been patient enough.”

He grabbed my legs by the ankles, dragged me to the edge of the bed, spread me wide..and dropped to his knees.

“Leo…oh fuck…” I gasped the second his mouth slammed onto my pussy.

He licked me like a man losing his mind. Thick, slow licks that turned ruthless fast. His tongue circled my clit, then he sucked it between his lips, sending shocks of pleasure tearing through my body.

“Shit…Leo…don’t stop…” I cried, bucking against his face.

He held my hips down with one strong hand so I couldn’t move. Then he fucked me with his tongue…deep, wild, claiming every inch of me.

I was already close. Too close.

“I’m gonna…” I choked.

“Do it,” he rasped against me. “Cum for me, Ivy.”

He sucked hard…once…twice… And I shattered.

My vision blurred and I screamed into the room as I came hard, clenching around nothing, my body trembling uncontrollably as he kept licking every pulse of my orgasm.

When I finally caught my breath, he rose slowly…lips wet, eyes black.

I didn’t get a chance to recover.

Because he stood…removed the rest of his clothes…and his cock…thick, long, veiny and hard…sprang free.

I swallowed as though seeing it for the first time.

He climbed over me, caging me beneath him.

“This,” he growled, sliding his cock against my soaked entrance, “is just the beginning. Tonight…I mark you with my cock. Tonight…you become mine in every fucking way. Say it.”

My heart pounded. My core clenched. I stared into his eyes and whispered, “I’m yours, Leo.”

His smirk was pure sin.

“Good. Now take my cock, baby.”

And he thrust in…hard.