Chapter 53

PRESENT TIME - THE WEDDING

I didn't dress like a normal bride, I didn't have a normal ceremony, I didn't wait anxiously for my groom at the altar with a bright smile and an immense desire to make me happy.

I didn't look at my parents walking me down the aisle with tears on my face, I didn't cry with emotion at seeing him cry with emotion, the guests didn't look at me with admiration, and even less did anyone sympathize with my nervousness at being married.

There was no religious witness, no people cheering for us, there was no happiness and the chill in my stomach was only horror and an anger that was taking over my heart.

I walked with a bouquet of flowers crying so much that I couldn't take two steps without stopping and drowning in my own tears that took over me inside.

My daughter was placed inside a round cage like a freak, she too was crying as she watched me walk to my most terrible fate of all, she watched me walk and I think the memories of my almost perfect marriage to her father were breaking.

And all that had to be erased from my thoughts as soon as possible, I had to create some awareness, I had to be strong even if everything around me was crumbling before my eyes.

When I got close to Petros he held me by the arm, with an evil smile on his face the ceremony began with a traitor talking so much about unity and respect.

As if they knew what that meant anyway.

"Being together is not an option for you Olivia, so improve that face"

Said Petros squeezing my arm tightly.

"Why? Does no one in here know that this marriage is arranged against my will? Or don't these foreign people know that I am married to Josh? The embarrassment is all yours Petros, but never mine. I know who I love and I know where my loyalties lie."

"It doesn't make me beat the crap out of you here, if back in the past you had married me, you would never have had a filthy offspring of my brother, your father would be alive, your mother hidden as it had to be, and we were going to rule as democratically and peacefully as possible, it would be better for the kingdoms for the peoples, for you and for me, but you chose to be a wretch who always ends everything around you just like your mother"

The conversation happened in whispers as the short man in front of us kept making his speech about this lying, misplaced ceremony, and my thoughts could only go to Josh.

And to our marriage back in the past.

FLASHBACK

I remember being nervous, I remember having almost nothing, and I remember wanting to run more than anything to hug him as fast as possible.

I remember the beautiful smile he had stamped on his face and the way he looked at me, as no one, ever, in all the centuries had looked at me.

Our love was a work of art and that was his final signature, our earthly union that had already been sealed up there in heaven.

I looked at him and felt my heart flood with so many things at once that only a greater deity could explain.

And as I walked with my mother at my side to him all my senses filled with endorphin, and all those things we did and the war and everything around us created forms of unimportance.

I just wanted to throw myself at him, I wanted to run to him before he disappeared from my perfect vision, I wanted to run to him without thinking about anything else and see him every day and run after our happiness that was so stamped in everyone's sight that it seemed like a mortal sin that we were such happy people.

It seemed that we were taking the happiness from a good part of humanity, it seemed that we were dictating and forming rules for a universe that only happened in my head.

He said I love you with his eyes and as soon as he touched the veil on my face my heart beat in a thousand beats per second.

I crushed myself against him.

"You are absolutely everything to me Olivia, I can't go another second without being your husband, and as I look into your eyes and see your belly growing with our love inside you I can only feel deeply blessed.

In the wrong way? Yes, but love has taken me by storm, it has broken me into a thousand pieces and crushed me, because all my plans or selfish aspirations were put aside as soon as I looked into your eyes, as soon as I saw your soul so different and so much like mine at the same time, and all I wanted to do after that was to love you forever and never let you go away from me, my life.

PRESENT TIME

And there I turned to Petros and said the most bitter yes of my life, and while he smiled like a lunatic and put the ring on my finger I could only drown in my own tears releasing every bad thing inside me to the world, that to me was as if the whole world had ended and just thinking about that man touching me made me die a little bit more.

"You may kiss the bride."

And I took two steps back, just enough for him to take me in his arms and give me a kiss, which I didn't and couldn't return.

And there we were, married.

Me and Petros, the most hateful person in the whole world, and my first thought was AURORA.

"Let her go! now Petros, promises are debts"

"Didn't I tell you we are going to consummate this damn marriage? I won't settle down until I put my seed inside you, and everything you gave him you will give me from now on. All the years of being happy right before my eyes, all the years of walking with that damn thing with Josh's eyes through the castle garden, all the years where I've lurked watching as a viewer your filthy happiness, now it's all going to be mine!"

"I would rather die than have to spit out the disaster of someone like you, I would rather have my head stuck on a stake at the entrance to town before I share my body and my bed with you, and even if you try, even if you insist, I will always, always Petros and every second will be thinking of Josh, I am his, and he is mine and always will be so. You can possess my body but never my soul, I gave it to him."

He dragged me through the crowded hall and I did nothing but

to be carried away by him and all his madness, I had no choice, I just wanted to survive Petros.

FLASHBACK

I had it in my mind that we had obligations, but after my marriage to Josh we had tremendous difficulty being patient, we wanted at all times to be inside our bedroom, we wanted each other's bodies.

He didn't seem to care one bit about my silly hands, or the fact that I could swallow him. I had been craving him since earlier in the day.

And after all the words, I just wanted to hold onto him and feel his warmth pass through me.

It was delicious to observe the way he held my ass, pulling me hard, rubbing the volume that was already growing in his pants, passing through me, discovering my body, driving me crazy.

"The panties are pink, aren't they?"

he spoke in my ear, softly, whispering.

"É... It was the one chosen... Don't you want to see?"

I teased Josh who loved it, I could see it in his eyes, in the way he breathed, in the way he looked at me.

When I said so, he opened my dress, which slid down my body, leaving me with only my bra, which he pulled off my body as well. All that was left was the panties. The pink panties that I chose randomly, the ones I pretended I chose especially. I didn't know that after today she would become an Icon of that

disturbed and out of square relationships. Filled with so much desire and so much passion that we couldn't stay away from each other.

The nipple of my breast was static, shivering, waiting to feel his tongue around it.... My panties would start to drip at any moment and he just stood there watching. Just watching me lose control of myself, lose my mind with his greenish gaze and his tongue that ran lasciviously across his lips.

Josh looked me up and down, and focused on the pink panties, which I pretended had been carefully picked out beforehand.

"And my panties look so good on you that I won't even take them off...I don't have the guts, I'm going to have to make you cum so hard with them on my body.

he said as he knelt down, dragged my panties to the side, and ran a single finger along my entire extremity. He looked down at my wet fingers, and smiled before putting it in his mouth....

"the best taste in the world"

I flooded in, begging him to shove his fingers, his tongue, his member into me, but no. It was the agonizing torture that could only come from Josh

.

"What if I said I really want to taste you Josh?"

I bit my lips as I spoke.

"I'm all yours Olivia"

he stood up and pulled off his underwear, tossed it aside, displayed his erection, hard, wet, intense and too big. And I put it in my mouth. I didn't really know what I was doing, I had never done it before. But I was in the mood, my mouth was salivating with desire to taste the liquid coming out of the top, excited, wanting to be inside me in any available place. I did what I saw in the movies, and I don't even know if I was good at it. The way he groaned and held my head left at least the impression that I was doing a minimally decent job. I wasn't doing it to drive Josh crazy, I was doing it because he was driving me crazy, and that was the delight of it. It was about me, not him.

In one fell swoop he lifted me up and threw me on the bed, lay on top of me, drawing gasps of breath from me, kissed my mouth so hungrily and eagerly... We ran our tongues all over my mouth, wetting my entire mouth, to go down his lips on my neck... When he reached my breasts, he grabbed the areola and pinched it lightly, making me go crazy... He put his mouth on me and ran his tongue very slowly, demanding from me a self-control that I didn't have. He put my panties just to the side, and ran his hand all over my sex, and then he put just one finger, making me vibrate in his hands. His mouth made me squirm with desire, sucking on my breasts, and his fingers made me wetter and wetter, entering and exiting me. I, who had never felt such vivid pleasure before, knew that I was going to cum at any moment, but he knew it too and that was the problem.

When I felt the orgasm rising up my legs he stopped, suddenly, without warning... And kissed me. Well, it didn't feel like a kiss, he sucked on my mouth and I hoped that his tongue would run over my clit instead of over my tongue.

Josh was leaving me in agony, torturing me in a delicious and complicated way, because I didn't even know what I was feeling anymore. Besides this crazy restlessness that was assaulting me.