Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“It seems my blushing bride is in quite a state,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “Shall we do something about that?”
Before I could respond, his fingers danced across the screen. Suddenly, a wave of sensation crashed over me as my governor surged to life. The near absence of sensation between my thighs exploded into an inferno of need, making me gasp and clutch at Gamma’s arms.
“Oh!” I cried out, my knees buckling. “Gamma, sir, I can’t… it’s too much!”
But my new husband simply chuckled, sweeping me up into his strong arms as if I weighed nothing at all. “Hold on tight, sweet one,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “I’m about to carry you across the threshold.”
Distantly I realized that the door of our new home had slid open in front of us. As Gamma stepped over the threshold, cradling me against his broad chest, another wave of arousal went through me. The combination of my cunny’s release from the governor’s moderation and the heady romance of the moment left me dizzy with need.
My entire body felt electrified, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. The silky fabric of my wedding gown seemed to caress my hypersensitive skin with each movement, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel the heat of Gamma’s body through his suit, smell his masculine scent mingled with the crisp tang of his alien pheromones.
The foyer of our new home displayed a stately Victorian elegance, with gleaming hardwood floors and a grand staircase sweeping up to the second floor. Sunlight streamed through stained glass windows, painting the space in a kaleidoscope of colors. But I barely registered any of it, too consumed by the inferno raging between my thighs.
Gamma carried me through an arched doorway into a magnificent great room. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the lake, its waters dappled with liquid gold in the late afternoon sun. But it was the enormous picture window directly across from us that captured my attention; a vast expanse of glass that seemed to bring the beauty of the outdoors right into our home.
As Gamma approached that window, I felt myself teetering on the very edge of release. My body trembled in his arms, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. I clung to him tightly, burying my face against his neck as I fought to maintain control.
“Gamma,” I whimpered, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’m so close. I can’t… I can’t hold back much longer.”
Then, helplessly, but with the full knowledge that I was being naughty, I squeezed with my thighs and I started to come. The tension that had been building inside me suddenly snapped. Two weeks with my governor set to seven, or three, or once to zero when I was being punished… two weeks without my new husband’s enormous hardness inside me had left me so much needier than I would ever have guessed. Wave after wave of exquisite pleasure crashed over me, each one more intense than the last. My body convulsed in Gamma’s arms as the most powerful orgasm of my life tore through me.
“Oh, god!” I cried out, my voice echoing in the spacious room. “Gamma! Oh, Gamma!”
My fingers dug into his shoulders as I clung to him desperately. Every muscle in my body tensed and released in rapid succession. My toes curled inside my delicate wedding slippers, and my back arched, pressing my breasts against Gamma’s broad chest.
Through our mental connection, I could feel Gamma’s satisfaction and arousal as he witnessed my illicit release. His arms tightened around me, supporting me as I shuddered and writhed in the throes of ecstasy.
As the first wave of pleasure began to subside, Gamma’s lips found mine in a searing kiss. His tongue swept into my mouth, claiming me thoroughly as aftershocks of bliss continued to ripple through my body. I melted into the kiss, surrendering myself completely to my new husband.
The kiss seemed to last an eternity, yet ended far too soon. As Gamma pulled away, I whimpered at the loss of contact, my eyes fluttering open to meet his intense gaze.
“Did you ask permission to climax, Tessara?” Gamma’s voice was low and stern, though I could sense a hint of amusement through our bond.
Heat flooded my cheeks as the full realization of what I’d done hit me. I bit my lower lip, dropping my gaze in shame. “No, sir,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Gamma’s large hand cupped my chin, gently but firmly tilting my face up to meet his eyes once more. “And what should happen to a young bride who comes without permission on her wedding day?”
I swallowed hard, my blush deepening. Despite my embarrassment, I felt a flutter of excitement in my stomach at the thought of what was to come. “She… she should have a spanking over her husband’s knee, sir,” I murmured.