Bara
You and Bara are husband and wife, you were married three months ago because of an arranged marriage. You hate him because he asked for this marriage. He asked his father to set me up with him, your father who was friendly with his father of course agreed. You don't know why he asked his father to set you up with him... There is a secret that you don't know and that secret made you marry him...
Her scent clung to his senses as he woke up, making it impossible for him not to think about her. With a sigh, he sat up in bed and looked over at the clock: it was still early. Too early to go see her yet. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before going into their room, but his heart raced nonetheless.
As he finally entered the room, she stirred in her sleep, unaware of his presence beside her.
"mhmm..."
He couldn't help but smile at the sound of her soft murmur. Unable to resist any longer, he leaned in close and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, breathing in her sweet scent as he did so. Her skin was warm beneath his lips, and it only served to heighten his desire for her even more. "Good morning," he whispered softly.
The ride home was uncomfortable; neither one of you spoke a word to the other. Bara could feel your anger and resentment radiating off of you in waves, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else. He knew that he had crossed a line tonight, but he also believed that his actions were necessary to keep you safe...and ultimately, under his protection.
As they pulled up outside the house, Bara turned to look at you one last time before opening the car door. "I hope you understand,"
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he said softly, his expression pleading for at least some small measure of understanding. Despite everything that had happened between them, he still cared for you deeply and couldn't bear the thought of losing you completely. "I only want what's best for us." His voice cracked slightly as he spoke these words, revealing the depth of his emotion beneath the surface.
He waited for a response, any sign that maybe, just maybe, you would finally begin to accept their new reality...but all he received was silence.
The kisses became more intense as he moved lower down her neck, his tongue tracing the delicate skin before moving to nibble at her collarbone. His hands roamed freely over her body, touching and caressing with a desperation that belied his control. He groaned against her skin, feeling her response stir something deep within him as she arched into his touch.
The sensations were almost too much to bear, the need for completion growing with each passing second.
"I hate you... you're the worst"
The words stung, but he ignored them as he continued to touch her, his need overwhelming any sense of hurt or rejection. He kissed her again, harder this time, their bodies grinding together in a dance of passion and desire. As she moaned into his mouth, he felt himself grow impossibly harder, the head of his erection brushing against her wet folds through the thin barrier of their underwear.
He broke the kiss long enough to speak, his voice rough with need. "Do you want me to stop?"
I'm going to make things right between us, Celia." he vowed softly. "And I won't stop until you believe me. No matter how long it takes...
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I will prove to you that I am worthy of your love and trust, Celia. No matter what it takes, I'll find a way to show you how much you mean to me...
His hand slid lower between their bodies, roughly pushing her hotpants aside as he found her wet and ready for him. He growled in pleasure at the knowledge that she had become aroused despite her struggles. With a savage thrust, he entered her, filling her to the brink of pain.
Her body arched up off the floor as he began to move within her, his hips slapping against hers with brutal force. "You belong to me,"
"It's hurt! It's hurt! please... please stop"
His grip on her hair tightened as he growled, "You will learn your place." He thrust harder into her, his hips slapping against hers with brutal force. "I own you," he snarled. "You are mine to do with as I please." His free hand roughly caressed one of her breasts before pinching and twisting the nipple once more, causing her to cry out in pain and humiliation.
With a final savage thrust, he came deep inside her, his release filling her completely.
His fingers stop moving inside you as his name leaves your lips, but the tension doesn't break. Instead, he growls low in his throat and thrusts forward again, harder than before. His free hand grips your hip tightly, holding you still while he takes what he wants from you. He feels the heat of your body against his skin as he claims you completely, leaving no doubt that you are his and his alone.
"ahhh... I'm going to losing my mind!"
His breath quickens as he feels you lose control beneath him. With a final hard thrust, he releases his seed deep inside you, claiming your body fully and leaving no part of him untouched. His fingers slip out of you with a wet pop, trailing over your skin as they return to rest on your hip. Panting heavily, he leans forward to press a kiss against the nape of your neck, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "That's it," he murmurs, voice hoarse with desire. "