WARNING: This chapter contains mature content. Please read at your own discretion.
SASHA ROSARIO'S POINT OF VIEW
I hold my breath while bowing slightly to look at where we meet and at the length of Angelo. My hands shake with nerves because of his size.
What if he tears me open again?
I shake my head to clear the dark thoughts crowding my mind. I focus instead on guiding him slowly inside me.
"A-Augh..." I make a soft sound when the tip slips in just an inch. Even that small part brings a sting tangled with pleasure.
I lower my body further and reach for his gray eyes.
Our gazes lock at once. His irises burn like embers and he can no longer hold back. When I bite my lower lip he wraps his hands around my hips and pushes me down hard.
"Ohhhhhmmph—" I clap a hand over my mouth as tears spill down my cheeks.
My whole body trembles as I come from the sudden jolt of pain and bliss he brings.
One hand finds his chest to steady myself.
"Hmmm, too slippery, wife. Too wet are we? You like my cock that much huh?" He teases and I glare at him.
"B-Bastard—are you trying to kill me with pleasure—or surprise?!" I manage to say between breaths.
My eyes drift down to my stomach and widen when I see a bulge forming just above my pelvis.
"H-Holy hell?!" Fear and panic flood through me.
What is happening? Did I always have a lump there?
I feel tears prick my eyes when Angelo speaks.
"You don't know what that is? Can't you feel it?"
"N-Numb still—" I glare again. "Stop grinning like that! What if I stuffed your arm inside me—wait no—just imagine how you'd cry—" I don't finish because he pulls me into a kiss.
I have no choice but to kiss him back as warmth spreads through my body.
He breaks the kiss for a moment. "Move your hips, Sasha." He orders then pulls me close again.
I cannot decide where to put my attention. On our kiss, on his hand massaging my breast, or where our bodies are joined.
Thinking is impossible and since Angelo shows no sign of moving I do as he asks.
I try lifting myself slowly and bite his lip mid-kiss when pleasure crashes over me unexpectedly. My body still shakes so I don't wait—I begin to rise and fall above him.
Angelo takes my right hand and places it over my stomach. I feel the same bulge I saw earlier.
I keep moving despite the sensation, the pleasure is too sharp to stop even with the lingering ache.
The feeling builds higher and higher. It's so good I could die—just kidding! But it really is incredible and I pull away from the kiss to focus on the rhythm of my body.
"Ohh! Ugh! Hnngh! Ohh! A-Angelo—ohh! I-It feels so good—aughh!" My cries come fast and I lose myself in the feeling.
I don't notice the soreness or fatigue because I want nothing more than to reach the peak I've been chasing.
My head tilts back and I jump when Angelo presses his face against the side of my neck. The touch tickles but I keep moving until his arms wrap around me and pull me tighter against him.
I stop moving and start to complain but my mouth falls open when he takes control.
My hand stays on my stomach so I feel the bulge grow more prominent. Then I understand what it is.
He is so deep inside me that he presses against my skin. The sensation is dizzying and all I can do is cry out as rain begins to pound hard against the roof.
"Ohh! Angelo! Ahh! Hmmph! Ahhh!" My voice is almost lost beneath the downpour.
Who would have thought I could feel like this while rain falls so hard? Before now I could barely sleep or relax when storms came, I never had anything comfortable to lie on.
But now? This is better than any rest. It feels amazing.
"Augh—you're still tight!" He growls against my skin as he keeps moving.
I can't hold back any longer and match his thrusts. Meeting each push makes the pleasure even more intense.
Lord, forgive me. My innocence is gone completely. I'm not the same Sasha I was before—I've changed. But please take me into heaven anyway because I'm still a good person at heart.
"Haughh?!" My eyes widen when he picks up speed even more. I cry out as he shifts our position.
My back presses against the floor while he hovers over me, still joined to me. Tears edge my eyes from the pleasure as he moves inside me. His pace shifts between fast and slow until I'm barely conscious of anything else.
The rain falls hard but I can hear the wet sound of our bodies meeting. The lewd noise only adds to the heat building inside me.
I don't know where to turn my head when Angelo lowers his face to my chest. He plays with my nipple, licking and sucking and sometimes biting gently.
I can no longer choose which sensation to focus on.
But one thing is certain—I will crave the heat of Angelo's body from now on.
Moments later I feel the familiar pooling of liquid low in my belly and my hands tangle in his hair.
"O-Ohh, I'm close." I say, breathless and struggling to speak.
"Wrap your legs around me." He orders and I obey. My thighs circle his waist and he sinks deeper inside me.
"Oh Lord!" I cry as the pleasure becomes almost overwhelming. Tears stream down my face because I don't know what to do with myself.
I think I might lose my mind! I can't think straight at all.
My breasts bounce with each movement of my body. I bite my lower lip to hold back more sounds from escaping.
But soon I know I can't wait any longer and I cling to him. He gives a few more hard thrusts before I come apart completely, and he follows moments after pulling out.
I breathe heavily and my body feels heavy. I'm exhausted and sleepy but the drowsiness fades when I feel a strange sense of familiarity.
This happened before—and when I woke up I had a fever.
My body still trembles and fluid seeps from me. I keep my eyes closed to steady my breathing.
I hear wet sounds and open my eyes to find Angelo. Our gazes meet and I'm startled by the way he looks at me.
His eyes are full of hunger.
I wince when I realize what this means.
I won't be sleeping anytime soon because Angelo is a beast in bed. One round is never enough for him.
I'm halfway through catching my breath when I see him removing something from himself. I furrow my brow as I watch.
"What is that?" I ask immediately.
"Condom." He says simply and my jaw nearly drops.
"Y-You were wearing a condom this whole time?" Where did he get it? I never felt or saw anything. It was so thin and clear it was almost invisible.
I notice his brow furrow. "Uh... Yeah?" He sounds confused then his face shifts to a playful look.
"Hmm? Why? Does my wife want to have a baby now?"
My face burns hot enough to explode. "N-No way! Crazy!" I shout back, stammering.
Really? He has to ask me that? It sounds nice but I have no plans to have children—not in my current situation. Any baby we had would only suffer.
I'm lost in thought when I hear the sound of plastic tearing. My attention snaps back to Angelo.
Oh my God!
My jaw nearly hits the floor when I see the box in his hand.
"I-Is that... a whole box of condoms?" If I weren't so drained I might faint right now.
The man in front of me is holding an entire box of condoms.
But where did he get it? Don't tell me it came in the relief goods we received?!
"Yep! We're going to use all of them." He says and his eyes still burn with need.
I can't speak, stunned and exhausted as I am.
"Y-You really are a monster aren't you? W-Will we be at this until morning again?" I joke and he laughs.
"Actually, no—"
"Thank goodness!" I feel a wave of relief but it disappears the moment I hear what he says next. I almost pass out.
"—because I plan to keep going as long as the rain doesn't stop either."
I gasp and feel all the blood drain from my face.
"We have all the time in the world right now, Sasha." He says as he rolls another condom on and off his fingers to test it.
I feel like my soul has left my body. I swear I can see a bright light—angels coming to take me to heaven already.
L-Lord?! This isn't going to kill me is it?