Beastly Gaze

Beastly Gaze
Soon, they were able to wipe out those who wanted them dead. The enemy did not expect their attack, so they were totally caught off guard and unprepared. They were an agency of mercenaries, so they did not need to have men securing their premises, making them vulnerable to Scarlett and Voltaire’s invasion. They never thought someone would have the balls to do such boldness. 
The two made sure they were safe to see Vincent Woods. They let a day pass, with them only looking from the shadows to see if anyone would still be around, lurking in the ward where Voltaire’s dad was. When they made sure the coast was clear, Voltaire introduced Scarlett to his dad.
“Dad, how do you feel now?” Asked Voltaire as soon as the patient woke up from his sleep.
Vincent looked past Voltaire. He smiled but did not answer his son’s queries. 
Scarlett, standing behind Voltaire, could not see Vincent’s face as his masculine physique was blocking her view, so she peeked and saw Vincent looking right back at her with glee.
“Hi, Mister Woods!” Scarlett greeted with half a smile. She was nervous. She had never had anyone for a friend to introduce her to their family. 
“Is she my soon-to-be daughter-in-law?” Asked Vincent with exceeding enthusiasm, with his eyes fixed on the enchanting beauty peeking behind his son's back.
“Time flies too fast,” Voltaire whispered behind Scarlett’s ears.
“Having regrets?” she asked teasingly.
“What, of course not! How can I regret such a big fortune to fall on me directly from heaven above?” he hugged her tighter. 
It was their honeymoon. After settling things with their common enemy, Scarlett helped Voltaire find justice for his mom and sister. She did not accept other missions, and she declared she was retired from her mercenary gigs. She is now a full-time housewife to her husband, who owns and operates a Martial Arts Academy for Kids. 
The two decided to live low profile with all their assets to keep them afloat, living an ordinary family lifestyle. They hired trainers while Voltaire manages and drives the students from and to their homes before and after lessons. 
Their pretend-engaged facade before Vincent became real, as days went by, they both found themselves infatuated with each other. As they spent more time together, they realized they wanted their relationship to grow beyond pretense. 
They started dreaming of family life for their future, and today, they tied the knot officially. 
Scarlett’s parents were so happy to see their only daughter genuinely happy in the arms of Voltaire, their son-in-law. At the same time, Vincent Woods was beyond grateful to Scarlett’s parents for raising a beautiful and extraordinary daughter to be his daughter-in-law today.
The newlyweds left the private party for the elders to enjoy their time while the new couple consummated their matrimonial duties for each other.
“Thank you for giving me the chance to get close to you.” Voltaire kissed her skin with so much passion, from her nape to the sides of her neck up to her earlobe, while his hands helped her take her wedding dress off her. Scarlett was taking off her jewelry in front of the dresser when Voltaire walked back into the room after receiving their luggage from the bellboy.
He was referring to the very first time they met at the bar, where she did not reject him despite being a stranger, followed by many other situations that could have made her feel betrayed or deceived, yet she gave him a lot of chances to get close to her. 
“I don’t know. I just felt like I needed to follow my instincts, and this is where it led us,” she smiled in between kisses. 
“But I have to warn you, although it may seem too late,” she spoke with so much suspense. Without doubt, Voltaire could see the naughty thoughts that could be read between her smiles. 
“What? Do I have to prepare myself to embrace?” Voltaire chuckled. 
The entire time, ever since they decided to pretend until they realized they wanted things to be real, they did not go beyond kissing each other. It was as if they were teasing and saving each other until they were officially husband and wife before they indulged in their carnal cravings. Somehow, it meant more for Scarlette that being physical was not just body contact or anything to release her stress. She ached for something deeper within her, and knowing they would do it at a perfect moment, perfect timing, and for a perfect reason, it fueled the excitement beyond comprehension!
“I haven’t had a good orgasm in almost three months. I might drain you to exhaustion tonight, my dear husband,” she seductively whispered close to his ears, making Voltaire feel all his hair stand in excitement as the air from her breath tickles him from the inside out.
But her man's response made Scarlette giggle.
“Honey, I haven’t had sex in almost a year now. I have been too busy to get through my horny moments with the use of my rough palms,” Voltaire whispered back in the exact manner she did to him. “I don’t think I can hold back now that I have my wife to ravish until all my cravings are satiated.” 
But realizing something, Scarlette frowned. Her reaction startled Voltaire.
"What is it?" he asked nervously.
In his understanding of his woman, frowning meant something he should be worried about.
"Should I be worried this night would be cut short due to premature ejaculation or something?" she asked, still frowning.
"Oh, dear, I would never dare!" I assured her eagerly. "I swear!"
Thank goodness, she was convinced right away.
“A year?! Oh, my poor baby, have you been saving them all up for me?” Scarlett caressed his excited cock and gently caressed his balls in her hand, still in their confinement inside his wedding suit pants.
“Ohhh, honey, even the touch of your soft hand feels so divine,” Voltaire groaned. He led Scarlett as they waltzed their way towards the romantically decorated hotel bed. With petals of flowers above it, the scent was even more aromatic and arousing. Scarlett ordered specifically for them. She wanted to add spice to their first time. 
“I can do more than that,” and she pushed him to drop into the bed. “Watch me…” 
She slowly stripped her clothes right in front of a wide-mouthed Voltaire. He was almost drooling at the sight of her lean and well-proportioned body. Her self-defense training keeps her in shape. With healthy and proud, round-fleshy twin mountains, tiny waists, and a well-toned butt, she has the perfect S-line. 
A body every woman would be proud to possess, and every man would love to ravish. No wonder even modeling gig agents keep calling her for a chance to work with her. 
She was wearing very sexy strappy corset lingerie in red, and with four-inch heeled pump shoes, she was looking even more long-legged and hellishly gorgeous.
Voltaire felt hot watching her. He started to take off his clothes as he keenly kept his eyes on her as she seductively swayed her hips before his beastly gaze.
Scarlett crawled over him as she teasingly rubbed her half-naked body against his still-clothed lower body. He was able to take his coat and suit shirts already, but his pants remained on as she hovered before him before he could take them off. Scarlett intentionally lingered with her breasts right above his bulging manhood as she rubbed them in between her 34D cup-size globes.
“Ahhhh,” Voltaire groaned as he let her do whatever she wanted with him. He wanted to unbuckle his belt and take his pants off, but he was cautious that he might distract her. He lay passive on the bed, waiting for her to crawl all the way up to his face. When his hand reached her fleshy mounds, he did not restrain himself from caressing them to his heart’s content. He turned them together upside down, pinning Scarlett on the bed as he let his lips explore every part of her exposed and hidden skin.