Till Sex Do Us Part

▪ J A D E▪

Dominic and I stood by the altar; our eyes locked as we silently devoured

each other. The officiant cleared his throat, breaking us out of our trance as

we turned to look at him.

It was a short but sweet ceremony, and my favourite part had been our

vows.

I had memorised the few lines, loving the way Dominic's pupils dilated as I

spoke the words straight from my heart, meaning each and every one of

them.

"Dominic, you made certain that I would never love anyone else but you.

Without knowing it, you captured my soul and I willingly return to the

sweet pain that you bring me. It nourishes me and lights my entire body

aflame. I love you and can't imagine living life without you at my side. I

give you my heart and my guns, forever to be yours."

When it was Dominic's turn, being a man of few words, naturally, his vows

were shorter than mine. However, that did not make what he said any less

powerful.

"Jade, you are my first and my last everything. I would burn the world for

you if it meant seeing you smile. I will love you forever and do everything

within my power to protect you until my dying breath."

We then kissed, and boy was it a long one!

In front of our mafia family and those closest to us, we kissed as though

nothing else in the world mattered. As for in that moment, nothing else did,

as Dominic and I sealed our union.

While we locked lips, two men with flame throwers appeared behind the

altar, spewing fire into the air, the flames roaring as it soared high.

Everyone stood and excitedly cheered us on, while some fired their guns in

the air. When we slowly broke apart, we then proceeded to the reception

which would take place in a private ballroom within the hotel.

We were all seated in an elegant dinning room, enjoying a lovely private

dinner. Our wedding cake was simple; it had two tiers with a white and

purple ombre effect in buttercream frosting and the inside was a white

champagne cake with more frosting between the layers.

There was also a dessert table with an assortment of treats as, believe it or

not, bloodthirsty mafia men loved their sweet treats.

Seriously, I kid you not!

It was kind of cute, seeing big brooding males like Vincent and Aleksandr

grinning as they devoured chocolate donuts and sprinkled cake pops.

When it was time to throw my bouquet, I purposefully flung it at Quintin

who was sitting next to Vincent. The look on his face was absolutely

priceless when it landed on his lap.

Then, when it came to the garter toss, I had to hold back from moaning as I

sat down in the middle of the dance floor with all our guests looking on. My

fingers gripped the side of the chair tightly as I tried to keep a straight face.

While Dominic had all but buried himself under my dress, his lips sucked

the inside of my thigh before sneakily taking a lick at my exposed

womanhood. He had asked me not to wear any panties, and being the good

girl that I was, I listened.

After stalling under my skirt for as long as possible, my husband pulled my

garter down my leg with his teeth.

I had asked Dominic to aim it at Aleksandr who caught the piece of purple

lace by reflex as it flew straight towards his face.

Traditionally, the man who caught the garter was supposed to place it on the

woman who caught the bouquet. The Russian locked eyes with Quintin and

the both of them aggressively shook their heads.

Aleksandr then narrowed his eyes at me before hastily thrusting it at his

right-hand man Sergey, whose face seemed to pale before he in turn then

passed it off onto someone else.

"Tolstoy didn't seem too happy," Dominic chuckled as we danced, his lips

brushing against the skin of my neck.

"He'll be fine, he just has to get used to the idea of having a wife," I said

while running my hands through his silvery-white hair.

"If you say so..." he murmured as he gently bit into my skin.

Moaning softly, I urged, "Bite me harder, Dom. It's important to mark your

territory."

"There's no need, I already licked it, so it's mine..." Dominic replied as he

teased my neck with his tongue, causing my body to tremble.

Pulling away from him a bit, I grinned, "I need my husband's cock, now..."

Just saying the word 'husband' sent an excited rush through me and I could

tell that it had the same effect on Dominic as he softly rumbled against me,

his hold on me tightening as his pupils dilated.

"Whatever my wife desires, I aim to please..." he replied as we snuck out of

the reception.

As we raced towards the elevator, my eyes lowered to his hand that held

mine. A small smile played on my lips as I caught a glimpse of my name

tattooed on the right inner side of his left ring finger.

I felt kind of giddy knowing that he had my name tattooed twice on his

body.

"How do you want it, my love?" Dominic asked me.

It was then I realised we were in the hotel room and as I watched how his

eyes roamed over my body, I felt a sudden gush of wetness between my

thighs and the demon in my mind screamed in delight.

"I wouldn't mind spending some time with Daddy Dom," I replied with a

wink before turning my back for him to unzip my dress.

Wasting no time, he quickly undressed me.

"Don't move..." was all he said as he slowly walked a circle around me.

Taking his time, his eyes slowly observed my naked body as I stood before

him. Dominic's eyes narrowed as he unhurriedly removed his jacket, then

his tie, purposefully teasing me with his leisurely movements while his gaze

settled on my face, his eyes locking with mine. He then kicked off his

shoes, then shrugged out of his waistcoat and shirt before moving to stand

behind me.

A shiver passed through me as I felt his breath tickle the skin of my

buttocks as he knelt behind me. When his tongue sneaked out to trace the

tattoo of his initials on my ass, I yelped. I felt him smile against my skin as

his hands held my hips and nuzzled my derriere before getting back to his

feet.

I inhaled loudly as he placed his hands on my shoulders, squeezing

reassuringly before roughly pushing me to me knees.

Shit...

My own breathing started to get ragged as the anticipation within me began

to grow while I waited for Dominic to make his next move.

I did not know how long I knelt on the carpet, my body trembling as my

sadistic husband remained standing quietly behind me. Without warning, I

heard the unbuckling of his belt and my mouth began to water.

Dominic was torturing me as I heard him slowly getting undressed behind

me. The sound of his zipper seemed to echo within the quiet of the room.

Clenching my thighs, I visibly gulped when he unexpectedly appeared in

front of me.

There he stood, in all his naked glory. His smooth, pale, hairless skin was

almost glowing against the low lighting of the room. I wanted so

desperately to reach out and touch him, but I knew that I had to wait, which

only added to my building eagerness.

My eyes roamed over his tattoos and I smiled as I saw my name etched in

ink across his heart.

Stepping forward, Dominic held his manhood and rubbed it against my

cheek. The heat that radiated off of him was intoxicating, soft flesh at the

surface but underneath that velvet skin was all iron baby.

"Open up for me, love..." Dominic growled softly.

Fuck!

The sound of his deep voice had me internally screaming as the head of his

erection pressed against my mouth and I instantly obeyed, not daring to

suck, knowing exactly what he wanted to do with me. My hands fisted on

top of my thighs, holding myself back from touching him.

Not disappointing me, Dominic gripped the side of my head as he slid

himself past my open lips. Even though he pushed through without pause,

he did not force his way in as he slid into my mouth then towards the back

of my throat.

Keeping my eyes focused on his, I desperately tried to breathe as he held

himself still, while buried all the way into me. My lips kissed his pelvis as

our gazes remained locked and I could feel my desire wet my inner thighs

as I struggled for air.

"Suck..." Dominic ordered.

This bastard!

But fuck me I loved him.

He knew very well how difficult it would be for me to do as he asked,

especially as I was in clear need of getting some much-needed air.

Nonetheless, I powered through, doing my best to heed his command while

trying to breathe as best as I could through my nose.

When I was almost at my limit and on the brink of passing out, Dominic

pulled himself free from my mouth, causing a popping sound.

Inhaling deeply, I coughed and gasped while taking large gulps of air, doing

my best to catch my breath. Through watery eyes, I watched his long and

thick manhood, wet with my saliva, rub against my cheek before I was

roughly pulled to my feet.

Keeping my hands to my side, I moaned softly as his fingers caressed my

breasts. He moulded them in his palms for a bit before shifting to pinch my

nipples, causing me to whimper as the delicious pain sliced through me.

By now, my legs were trembling as the ache between my thighs could no

longer be denied.

I needed him badly, and he knew it.

Grinning, he turned me towards the large bed and pushed me down onto it,

making me go on my hands and knees. Dominic's fingers gripped my hair

as he pressed my face into the mattress, leaving my ass sticking out in the

air.

Leaning over me, he whispered in my ear, "Ready?"

"Fuck yes!" I mumbled into the soft sheets.

Shifting behind me, Dominic began rubbing my outer lips with the head of

his erection. Up and down he slowly went, repeating the motion every few

seconds, never penetrating but merely separating me, and my entire body

shivered with longing.

When I thought the teasing would go on forever, he suddenly buried

himself within me, causing me to cry out as my body stretched around him,

greedily accepting him.

"I love you!" Dominic snarled as he moved both of his hands to my hips

and thrust himself in and out of me.

My fingers grabbed on to the sheets as I felt myself being pushed forward

and pulled back repeatedly, "I love you too!"

There was a savagery in the way he was fucking me and I savoured every

moment of it. My eyes rolled back into my head as he hit that sweet spot

deep within me over and over again, his name a chant falling from my lips

as I begged him to go harder.

I could feel the burning pulse at the apex of my thighs, squeezing and

milking him, forcing him to lose control and surrender to me while I

simultaneously did the same.

My screams mingled with his groans as his hips moved faster, slamming

against my ass. I was so aroused that my desire soaked my thighs with each

stroke, the sound of wet flesh turning the both of us on even more.

"Fuck! Jade!" Dominic's voice was a low groan as he suddenly began to

stiffen.

Even though racked with the pleasure pain of near-orgasm, he moved one of

his hands between my legs, determined to have me join him. His fingers

immediately found my clit and pinched, causing the both of us to explode

together.

As my orgasm tore through me, his name was ripped from my lips, my

voice hoarse as I screamed as loud as I could.

We then collapsed next to each other on the bed.

Dominic kissed me deeply, our breathy moans mingling as we held on to

each other. As he pulled away, he gave me a wicked smirk I knew all too

well and my green eyes pleaded with him while my hands attempted to hold

him to me even though I trembled with excitement.

"Not yet!" I whined.

"You can do it..." he urged as he slid down my body and eased my sticky

thighs apart, using his shoulders to push my legs open even wider.

"Dom..." I moaned softly as I felt his fingers gently spread open my vulva

to lower his mouth onto my clit with his tongue.

Raising my hips with his hands, I grasped at his head, my fingers playing

with his hair as I began to rock myself against his face. Dominic groaned as

he then pushed his tongue into me, allowing me to use him as I pleased.

Back to back orgasms with Dominic always left me drained, and as my

body quaked, he removed his tongue and replaced it with two of his fingers.

Taking his time, he slowly teased me, while his tongue moved to resume its

assault on my swollen clit.

I knew what he was looking for, and when his fingers curled inside of me, I

shouted out his name as my back arched, my eyes closed so tightly that I

began to see stars. Keeping a steady pace, Dominic stroked his fingers over

the same sensitive spot, each time with more vigour, over and over until he

got what he wanted.

"Oh Dominic!" I panted, my hands gripping his hair even tighter, causing

him to grunt.

This was what I loved most about us, the raw passion that brewed between

us as Dominic led, guiding me with his powerful strokes. The soles of my

feet dug into his shoulders as my toes curled, while my entire body spasmed

as he brought me closer to the edge.

Primitive, unladylike sounds fell from my lips, growing louder with each

passing second as the scorching pleasure swirled in the pit of my stomach.

As my second orgasm approached, I let out a laboured shriek as I came.

Fuck!

Of course, it was stronger than the first. I knew it would be, I had expected

it, but even so, I was still not prepared for the burning pleasure that

overtook my entire body as I made a mess against my husband's hand and

face.

I could barely breathe as my entire being rippled in ecstasy.

For several moments, all I could do was lie limply against the sheets and

gasp for air as Dominic held me to him.

"So beautiful, my wife..." Dominic whispered, kissing the tattoo on my ring

finger.

His blue eyes stared intently down at me before he leaned forward to kiss

me passionately. My own mouth attacked his in return as I revelled in the

feeling of knowing that Dominic Giano Calvetti was now my husband.

It was such a wonderful feeling, as was the eleven-hour sleep that followed.