How dare she?

After all I've done for her and all that I'm going to do for her, that's how she acts?

Does she really think that I'm not worthy of her? Does my touch repel her so much? She never kisses me back unless I ask her to which makes me mad. Really fucking mad.

She is my wife for crying out loud and tonight was my wedding night. If I'm not going to fuck her then she better believe that I am going to have a taste of her. I'm trying to please her. I really am. I'm doing all that sappy shit she has going on in that little diary of hers. Why can't she see it?

I'm treating her to fancy food, I'm giving her stylish clothing and all the trimmings, I'm providing her with all the lavish jewellery she so intensely desires, I'm granting her the decision to chose where we live after this, I'm going to fulfil all her wishes and dreams but she refuses me. Why can't she like me?

She acts as if I'm some sort of a beast. I am rough and harsh but I'm really trying for her. I like her so much that my mind goes hazy when I look at her. She's so gorgeous and sweet, so tantalizing and I simply want to protect her. So why can't she fucking like me?

She has no right to refuse me. It was her duty as my wife to please me in the bed. I know I would please her if she asked.

My anger is clouding my judgement and if she didn't run upstairs, there's no telling what I would do to her. My temper gets out of hand and beyond my control.

But I've had enough. I will get my way tonight whether she likes it or not.

Angrily, I stomped up the stairs in record timing and went to our room. If she thought of me as some beast, then I'd better live up to her expectations.

"Get on the bed, Rachel," I commanded with a strong voice. She was standing on the far end opposite from me, hugging herself looking afraid.

I didn't want to repeat myself but I raised my voiced when she didn't comply. "Did you not hear me or what?"

Gingerly she walked to the bed and took a seat with a little skepticism evident on her face.

I want to pleasure you, princess. I want you to feel good. I want to make you feel good.

I dimmed the lights a little bit and locked the door for extra safety. I walked up to her and stood in front, towering over her. She looked at me in fear, her pouty lips set in a straight line afraid of what I was going to do. However she looked so gorgeous with her hair all down and her bare skin glowing in the light. Rachel was truly the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on.

I pulled down my sweatpants and took them off only leaving me in my boxers. I was pleased that she was still in her lingerie. She was such a seductress.

I'm not going to hurt you, I just want you to feel euphoric. You deserve to feel amazing after everything you've been through.

I looked at her expectantly, waiting for another shove or an attempt to escape.

Nervously she unlocked her hands and rather reluctantly she brought them to my boxers pulling them down revealing my already rock hard cock. I couldn't help it. She was simply too beautiful. It sprung up excitedly and I was proud of how big I was.

Rachel gulped and looked defeated. She took me into her hands, she simply touched me lightly and I fucking melted like ice cream.

Oh god what are you doing to me

However, I was alerted when I saw that she brought her head forward getting ready to suck. I violently pushed her away quite hard, which I didn't exactly mean to do, and pulled up my boxers.

This was for her, not me. Tonight was all about her.

She whimpered as she landed back. "I-I thought t-that you'd want me to.." she croaked out with a raspy voice.

"Lie down and get comfortable."

She did as she was told without much protest and I was glad to see it that way.

I was waiting for this moment ever since I saw her holding that rubbish pot of wax polish on those stairs. I knew at that exact moment Rachel would be trouble for me.

I started at her feet, kissing my way up her legs, occasionally licking and biting the skin when I felt like. I didn't think it was anymore possible, but my erection only intensified at how warm and creamy her skin was. Such a beauty.

I left plenty of hickeys in between her thighs but I was quite dissatisfied at how she was complying but resisting at the same time. She let me do as I pleased, but she was completely unresponsive. I lifted my head up and began undressing her from the lingerie.

"You'd better stop acting like a stubborn brat and stop resisting. I'm your husband, it's not as if you're sinning" I growled at her.

Be gentle Alexander, she's fragile

I calmed myself and leaned over and kissed her. I leaned my forehead against hers and looked into those phenomenal brown eyes staring back at me.

"Just take a deep breathe princess, I want you to enjoy this. I promise you that I will make you feel good. Relax and trust me," I said significantly softer and sincerely.

She blinked a few times but then nodded.

I went back to the inside of her thighs and continued with my objective. I was delighted to see that she had let her body go loose and was no longer resisting.

Such a good girl

Her breathing intensified when my lips finally reached her sweet pussy. I was relishing this moment. It's like I won the fucking title of the world.

Now I was going to be extremely barbaric and eat her out. I needed this from her. I lightly licked her sensitive, swollen clit before taking it into my mouth and sucking ferociously.

She squirmed in pleasure and her hands made their way into my hair, softly tugging.

I circled my tongue around her nub and then let go, gently blowing to sooth the sensations. I peeked up at her to her face flushed and appreciating the pleasure. Her pussy was now dripping. Just the way I like it. I licked it all up as best as I could. She tasted like liquid honey, I adored her.

Hastily I shoved a finger inside her as I went back up to kiss her lips. "Alexander..."

Now it was my turn to squirm because at her mere moan of my name, I felt as if I was going to climax myself.

I went back down and nipped at her inner thighs while I shoved a second finger in her and curled it upwards.

"Oh fuck!" she cursed much to my surprise and tugged on my hair hard. I smiled at that. I was succeeding. I was making her feel good.

I buried my head in between her legs and brought her legs over my shoulders holding them tightly in place.

"Alexander... yes...yes!" she moaned and I swear I was going to come before she would.

I decided to stop with the torture and finally give her the release I promise. Her legs were over my shoulders and my free hand made it's way to her plump breasts, kneading at a good pace, occasionally pinching her nipple. My other hand was savagely pumping into her and my tongue was moving in every direction possible. Her juices were dripping all over my lips and chin.

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Please... I-I can't any longer," she begged.

I felt her inner muscles twitch and she arched her back glowing in her beautiful orgasm. I couldn't believe myself but I literally burst in my boxers at the sight of her experiencing her high.

She recovered from her orgasm and settled her breathing while I leaned over her, propped up on my elbows. I kissed her softly and tucked her hair behind her ear smiling down at her.

"I told you princess, I'd make you feel good. I promised you."

A light tinge of red came onto her face as she blushed. "Alexander?"

"Hmm?" I answered and pecked her once again.

"You are dripping onto my thigh," she said with a hint of embarrassment present.

I looked down in shock and saw that I was in fact leaking through my boxers and onto her thigh because I released that fucking much, more than I have in my entire life.

This is what she does to me.