Together they will make this dream come true. They'll face all the challenges and enjoy every moment along the way as they create a life together. Elias knows that their love is strong enough to overcome anything, and he can't wait to see his child grow up in such an amazing environment filled with so much love.

He can already imagine all the firsts they'll experience together as parents; from their child's first steps to their first words and everything in between. It's going to be a wonderful adventure, filled with joy and laughter, tears and triumphs. And he couldn't be more excited or grateful to share it with Celia.

The feel of your warm breath on his cock made it twitch violently, leaking a bead of pre-cum onto the sheets below. You parted your lips and took him into your mouth, sucking roughly as you began to bob your head up and down his length. He groaned loudly, arching his back off the bed as pleasure coursed through him.

"I'm sorry," he managed to choke out between moans, "I-I didn't mean anything...I just wanted you..."

You pressed harder, pulling him deeper into your mouth, letting him know that you were in control. The pleasure was overwhelming, a chaotic dance of need and desire. A violent shudder ran through him as he tried to resist, but it was no use.

As you pulled away, and began to leave the room, he let out a grunt of frustration. "I don't understand!" he shouted.

"Don't you?" you asked calmly, and you turned around and looked directly at him. "It's always been like this, isn't it?"

His eyes narrowed further as he glared at you, struggling to contain the rage that threatened to boil over and consume him whole. "Then how am I supposed to believe you?" he snarled through gritted teeth. "You've given me no reason not to think otherwise!" With every passing second, his patience dwindled, replaced by a cold, calculating fury that made it difficult for him to think straight.

"Fine,"

He growled as he grabbed you roughly by the wrist and yanked you toward him, his grip painfully tight. "Then show me," he spat out through clenched teeth. "Right now." His free hand reached up to cup your cheek, forcing you to look into his eyes as he continued in a low, dangerous voice, "I want the truth. And I want it now."

His thumb traced gently over the fullness of your lower lip before pressing harder, forcing it between his fingers and holding it there.

His face twisted into a mask of fury as you accused him. "I am not the cheater!" he spat out, his voice laced with venom. "You're lying! How can I possibly believe anything that comes out of your mouth after all this?" He raised his hand again, ready to strike.

"Tell me the truth," he growled, his eyes boring into yours, "or so help me God, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."

His eyes widened in disbelief at your words. "Love you?" he practically growled. "After all of this? How can you even say that?" He paused for a moment, visibly struggling to control his anger as he took a deep breath. Then, with all the force he could muster, he slapped you across the face again and again, each impact sending pain shooting through your entire body. "This is what you get for lying to me!" he snarled between blows. "For disrespecting our marriage!

His grip on your throat tightened dangerously as he glared down at you, anger and possessiveness coursing through him. "Oh, but I will," he snarled. "And if it means finding out who this guy is to keep my wife safe and happy, then trust me...I'll do it." With one final shove, he forced your head back even further against the floor, choking off your air as his bodyweight pinned you down completely. "Tell me," he growled through clenched teeth. "

His grip on your throat tightened further as his anger and frustration boiled over. "You're wrong," he snarled through gritted teeth. "I will hurt you. And I will make sure this guy pays for what he's done." His free hand reached down, roughly grabbing at your breast before pinching and twisting the nipple hard enough to cause pain. "Now," he growled, "are you going to tell me?"

As you walked away, leaving him on the floor at your feet, anger and arousal surged through Elias's veins. He glared after you, his muscles tense as he fought against the pain and humiliation you'd just inflicted upon him. The sight of your perfect ass swaying temptingly in those dark grey panties filled his mind, making it difficult to focus on anything but the need to possess you completely.

Elias growled under his breath as you walked away. His anger was still burning hot, but beneath that lay a twisted sort of desire. He didn't want to let this go. Not yet. Clenching his fists at his sides, he slowly dragged himself across the floor until he reached your discarded taser. A wicked smile spread across his lips as he picked it up and followed your scent toward your office room.

"Time for you to learn some manners," he whispered to himself, "