The Guardian (4 page)

The place he chose was already bustling with people and I squared my shoulders as we were led to our table. Zared hasn’t stopped touching me since we left the house. In the car he held my hand, when he wasn’t clasping my thigh like he owned it, which he did. Now he kept his hand in the small of my back, his thumb teasing the soft flesh that was left exposed by the diamond cutout in the back of my dress.

After we were seated and the waiter brought over our menus, he took my free hand in his, again with the thumb, only this time he was tracing patterns in my palm. Talk about sexual overload, I was going to combust before the day was over.

“Your pulse is racing again babygirl calm down.” Was he insane? Did he have nay idea what this was all doing to me, how did he expect me to remain calm? I don’t think I’d ever know that emotion again, not as long as he kept up his assault on my senses.

“You won’t be needing that.” I’d opened up my menu but stopped at his words. He had his head down as he read over the choices. I’d seen enough to know that the place was very expensive and that the menu was written in French.

He ordered for both of us and I was surprised that he knew what I liked to eat; I wonder what else he knew about me? For the past few years we’d become almost strangers barely exchanging words unless in anger.

“You look beautiful babygirl, that color does amazing things to your skin.” Okay now I know he’s trying to kill me. A sweet attentive Zared was something I’d have to get use to; not that he hadn’t been sweet and kind in the beginning, before I started my campaign to make him nuts; but this was different. This wasn’t the sweetness of a guardian for his ward, but more like a man for his woman.

I barely tasted the seafood entrée he’d ordered for me, my mind filled with the days ahead, and more importantly the night. How would I add up? Will he be disappointed, will he regret his decision to marry me and have me sign myself over to him? And how the hell was I going to get that thing in me? There’s no way it would fit. Damn.

“Be calm babygirl.” How did he know, could he really be that attuned to me, and since when?

***

ZARED

She’s trembling like a leaf and I was beginning to second-guess my decision to give her more time. I should’ve known that after her first feel of my cock against her ass she would panic, but I hadn’t wanted to just fall on her and fuck her into the ether. I needed the time as well believe it or not.

Knowing that she was finally mine, that I had her exactly where I wanted her, was like an aphrodisiac. My cock was hard as steel and my hunger was voracious. If I took her while in that zone I’d hurt her for sure. No, it was best that we danced the dance before I took her to my bed, the night was going to be hard on her as it is, because there was no real way to spare her the pain of her first breaching.

I would wish her virginity away just to save her from that pain, but then again it was mine and I’m glad that I will be the one to savor it. “We’ll have a glass of champagne to celebrate.”

“You’re letting me have champagne?” I smiled at her befuddled look. It was true that in the past I’d scolded and grounded her for underage drinking, but the occasion called for it.

“Yes, just this once, and anytime in the future that I think is appropriate. If you go out drinking on your own though, that will be a very different story.” I gave her my serious look and she pouted, before returning her attention to the mousse she’d been playing with for the last two minutes.

I watched her every move, gauging her level of anxiety. I didn’t want her scared tonight, I wanted her to enjoy being covered by me; maybe the champagne would relax her a little and help loosen her up so she could lose that deer in the headlights look.

My baby was trying to be so brave, but I could see and feel the tension in her, though my constant touching seemed to be working wonders. I’m sure it was overwhelming for her to go from one reality to another in the blink of an eye, but I was going to be here for the next fourteen days walking her through it. Hopefully by the time we got back to the States she would’ve grasped at least the basics of what we now were to each other.

I could’ve waited, could’ve just married her and left the other for a later date, but no, that isn’t my style. She’d asked about Sonja earlier but what she doesn’t know is that Sonja, like all the others that came before her were just fill-ins. They knew that going in and were just satisfied to play with the master for the time being. It was no secret in certain circles that I was very good at what I did. But the truth is I’d only been playing until now.

This is the real deal, the thing that I’d been working towards my whole life. There was nothing fleeting about my feelings for my babygirl and because of our history together, those feelings were only magnified.

“Are you finished babygirl?” she blushed and nodded, pushing the almost empty flute away. Her eyes were bright with excitement and just a small touch of fear when she looked up at me. “Let’s go.”

She stumbled just a little as I helped her from her chair and I was sure it wasn’t from the half a glass of champagne. She was probably expecting me to take her back to the villa and fuck her right away. She wasn’t too far off the mark, I’d waited long enough and my cock wasn’t about to put it off much longer. We’d had many a conversation about our babygirl him and I, and now that he knew we’d achieved our goal he didn’t see the need to prolong the agony.

***

I took my time on the way back taking the scenic route and sharing with her some of my knowledge of the island, trying my best to relax her for what was to come. If I fucked her while she was this tense I’d probably end up tearing her and that’s not what I wanted.

So I soothed with my voice and soft touches until I felt her relax back against the headrest of her seat. By the time we made it back to the villa, the drive in the early evening breeze had worked its magic and she wasn’t so tightly strung anymore.

“Come here, I’ve been dying to do this all evening.” I backed her up against the car and covered her body from head to toe with mine before taking her mouth. She tasted like champagne and chocolate and I felt the first drop of pre-cum escape the head of my cock. It was time.

ISABELLA

Zared led me into the house and up to the bedroom; he had to after that kiss. I was all-thumbs as I tried to take off the killer heels and remove the pins from my hair at the same time.

“I love your hair, there’s so much of it.” He lifted the heavy mass from my neck and buried his face in it, making one of the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard. “Let me help you.”

I felt his fingers dealing with the knot that tied my dress in back, the tips ever so lightly touching my overheated skin and making me shiver. “Cold?”

“No…no, I’m…” I didn’t know what the hell I was, but I did feel the loss keenly when he stepped away as the dress fell to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of it as he walked around in front of me, his eyes looking longingly at my breasts.

“Are they okay?” I felt like an idiot as I lifted my hands to cover them. He trailed a finger between my cleavage and I wantonly pushed my chest higher, dying for the feel of his hand on my nipples.

He didn't say a word, just held my eyes with his, as he trailed his fingers gently up my neck, to the pulse that beat wildly in my throat. "I want you to listen to me babygirl. I'm going to do things to you tonight that might scare you, no matter what, remember that I've got you and you're safe.”

Oh shit! What was he planning to do to me? I took a step back but his hand tightened around my throat and pulled me towards him. When he lowered his head I forgot to be scared as my lips tingled in anticipation. The first touch of his lips against mine stopped my heart and I clung to him like a drowning woman.

“Undress me babygirl.” How was I supposed to do that with our mouths fused together? As much as I wanted another gander at that chest, I didn’t want to give up the feel of his tongue in my mouth playing peek-a-boo with mine.

His hands covered mine that were wrapped tightly around his neck and brought them down to the lapels of his jacket. I got the hint and pushed if off of his shoulders letting it fall to the floor behind him. Next I attacked the buttons of his shirt, all while still playing tonsil hockey.

I forgot to be embarrassed by my lack of kissing expertise; he did it so well he had us both covered. I hummed into his mouth at the feel of that hard muscled chest beneath my palms. Without any warning I pulled my mouth away and nibbled my way down his chest. It was pure instinct, and when I felt his hand holding the back of my head, keeping me there, I knew it was the right move.

I licked his skin running my tongue over the pattern drawn there before teasing his nipple with my teeth. I had no idea where I’d learned to do this it just seemed to come naturally.

When he pushed my head down I knew where this was going. Getting to my knees, I looked up at him with my lip caught between my teeth as I went after his belt. The imprint of that monster of his was plain to see and I rubbed my hand over him boldly. That was mine.

I couldn’t hold back the shiver that ran through me at the feel of all that heat and I think it jumped when I touched it. “Finish.”

I was almost startled by his strangled order, not realizing that I’d stopped undressing him to fondle his cock through his slacks. I pulled the pants down to his ankles and almost lost my nerve at the sight that met my eyes when I looked up.

“That’s fucking huge.” Damn idiot must you sound like a ninny?

“Language Isabella.”

Language my ass! I looked down at my girly bits still covered in the scrap of lace, and wondered how the hell we were going to do this?

His harsh bark of laughter told me that my face was giving my thoughts away. “Remember what I told you.” He lifted me from my knees and hugged me, nothing more, just held me against his chest and just like magic, it all went away.

I felt safe and loved and protected, those emotions only overridden by the sweet languor of lust that was beating a drum under my skin. I wanted this, wanted him more than anything in the world. There was nothing to fear, so what he might club me to death with that thing? It would be a good way to go.

***

ZARED

Her skin, so fucking soft beneath my hands, this was my babygirl, my little love. Lifting her face to mine I took her lips forcefully, putting all the pent up lust and longing into that one kiss. I backed her slowly towards the wide expanse of the bed until the back of her knees touched the edge of it.

Without breaking contact I came down on top of her. I won’t give her any more time to think, to fear, instead I’ll overcome her with desire. I took my hands on a foray along her sides from the outside of her plump tits that I couldn’t wait to take into my mouth, down to her hips.

I adjusted my cock so that the tip laid just above her navel as she cradled me between her thighs. Already there was a pool of pre-cum gathering there.

Leaving her lips I held her hands above her head as I licked and sucked my way down to her nipples. Tormenting one with teeth and tongue before turning my attention to the other. She writhed in heat and I pressed my cock harder into her middle even as I swept my fingers across her pussy for the first time.

She wasn’t shaved, not completely; I look forward to taking care of that little detail later. “Open for me love.” She spread her legs at my command, making room for my seeking fingers.

I fingered just the inside of her tight pussy until she opened like a flower under my hand. I wanted to see, to taste, to smell her sweet bouquet. I sucked down on her nipple until she cried out and arched into me.

Making my way down her body I studied her beautiful pussy, all that pink flesh peeking put through the wild black bushy curls that protected it. I combed my fingers through those curls and watched as her pussy leaked.

Bending my head I licked her with one long swipe of my tongue. “Ummm, your pussy taste like ambrosia.” I lifted her legs and spread them, leaving her open and at my mercy. Touching her clit with the tip of my finger I commanded her, “look at me, I want you to watch what I do to you”. When her eyes finally focused I held them with mine as I lowered my head and extended my tongue.

“Fuck yourself on my tongue.” Her body went up in flames as she moved, uncertainly at first, but when I grabbed her ass in both hands and lifted her onto my tongue she soon lost all her inhibitions.

I barely held onto her, as she grew increasingly wild, fucking my tongue for all she was worth. I felt the tight stretch of skin that protected her innocence against the tip of my tongue and closed my eyes in gratitude.

This was too tame for my taste and the beast that I’d been holding at bay reared his head. In one swift move I stood and flipped her over bringing her to her knees in the middle of the bed. “I want to eat your pussy from behind. Your pussy is gorgeous babygirl, fuck.” The soft pink of her flesh peeped out at me from between her thighs and beckoned.

I spread her sweet flower open and studied the pink softness there before licking her deep. “Ahhhh.”

“You like that babygirl? You like your master’s mouth on your sweet cunt?” I dipped a finger into her pussy getting it wet before going after her swollen clit. She bucked and moaned, pushing back against my hand. I took little nips of her ass cheeks then made my way down to the crease of her thigh, licking it with the flat of my tongue.

I lifted her ass higher to get at her before driving my tongue back into her. She lifted off the bed and was almost upright before I brought her back down. She was so fucking tight I knew I had to do something before I took her even though the taste of her pussy on my tongue was driving me to distraction.

I gave up my tongue play long enough to kneel behind her and ease a finger into her tightness. Her pussy grabbed onto my digit and sucked. My cock was standing out from my body, harder than it had ever been before and the idea that I was going to stuff my thirteen-inched cock into her little virgin snatch had me salivating.

As much as I didn’t want to hurt her, knowing that her blood would soon be on my cock brought out my most primal instincts. I wanted to mount-to pillage-to own.

“I can’t wait to get into your sweet pussy, I’m going to fuck you so good babygirl.” She cried out at my words and her pussy flexed around my finger. I eased another and then another into her, stretching her for my cock. She was more than ready but I wanted her too far gone to mind the pain that I was sure was coming.

Her little rosebud winked at me but I decided to forego that pleasure for now, there’ll be time enough for that later. I should probably let her ride my cock this first time, but that isn’t what I wanted. I needed to conquer her, to dominate her in this, our first time as man and wife, dom and sub.

“Grab the pillow babygirl, now bite down on it as hard as you can.” She did as I ordered and I led my cock to her ripe opening. It was almost obscene the difference in our bodies. She was so small and tender, while my cock looked like an invading conqueror set on destruction.

It was tough getting the fat head of my cock past her pussy lips. I took my time and worked it in, soothing her when she cried out for pain. “Shh, it’s okay, you can take me baby, just relax.” I ran my hands caressingly down her back to her ass as I held still, gritting my teeth against the pleasure of finally being inside her, even if it was just my tip.

There was no way I was getting inside her I told myself, but I’d be fucked if I didn’t try. I had to get in there, I’d go fucking mad if I didn’t but I didn’t want to hurt my babygirl.

Pulling back out I attacked her with my tongue and fingers again until she was screaming out loud in the room, the echoes reverberating off the walls. “So responsive I like that.” I spent some time stretching her pussy with my fingers before trying again.

This time I got another inch into her and held still letting her adjust before trying to feed her more of my cock. “Does it hurt babygirl?”

“Yes, but don’t stop please, I want you to do it.” She looked over her shoulder at me, her hair wild and eyes tinged with pain. For the first time in my life, I regretted the size of my cock. It wasn’t just the length of the fucker, but it was wide and thick and she hadn’t even felt the thickest part at the base, which I was pretty sure would tear her if I tried forcing it in her too tight little pussy.

It felt like hours instead of minutes before I was finally able to work a few more inches into her. I kept up my steady strumming of her clit with one hand while pulling on her nipples with the other.

Her body’s natural secretions made it easier and her loud screams were down to hoarse moans, which meant the pain had eased a little at least. When she started pushing back for more of my cock I knew she was with me and that gave me the incentive to drive more of my cock home.

I reached around and under her to caress her soft tummy where I could feel the muscles straining under the pressure of my cock. “I’m going to give you more of my cock now babygirl okay.” She nodded her head wildly, too far-gone at this point.

My poor little girl was being a trooper but I knew it couldn’t be easy for her. Easing out halfway, I teased her asshole with my thumb as I surged back into her going deeper with each stroke until I had almost the whole of my dick buried inside her.

“Fucking amazing babygirl. I wish you could see how well you’re taking me. I’m proud of you.” Leaning over her back I turned her face to mine, making her drop the pillow, and kissed her as I eased the rest of my cock into her until I felt her cervix. Her body jerked and I felt the warm rush of her pussy’s juice as it coated me.

“Yeah that’s right babygirl, take my cock like a big girl.” It was getting easier to work my way in and out of her slippery heat but her pussy had a stranglehold on my cock, like nothing I’d ever felt before. A tight fit is one thing, but this felt like it had been made for me.

The thought made me wild and I lost myself for a moment, fucking into her until the moans escaping around the pillow she had stuffed back into her mouth alerted me. “I’m sorry baby, I can’t fucking stop, you’re so sweet, fuck…”

There was blood on my cock, pussy juice, and my own pre-cum as I pulled in and out of her. With each outward movement, her pussy lips stretched out and went back in with the resurgence of my dick as I sunk it deep into her.

“My pussy, only mine.” I pulled out of her suddenly and flipped her over, removing the pillow from between her teeth. “I need your mouth.” I slid back in, easier this time, and lifted her legs all the way back to her ears opening her up for my thrusts.