Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Jenna:

Being with him gave me a different kind of feeling.

Honestly, I never thought things would escalate this far.

The moment his lips met mine, warmth spread through my body.

I was pretty drunk, to be honest, but I knew I would never forget that night.

Before I knew it, he was kissing me everywhere.

Then his fingers reached for my dress.

”Theodore,” I murmured.

He smiled, clearly pleased.

”Yes, your Theodore,” he replied proudly.

He began to undress me.

For a moment, I froze.

I remembered my mother telling me to save myself for marriage.

Then I realized I was twenty-three years old.

I didn’t need anyone to control me.

I could make my own decisions.

Besides, if I said no to Theodore now, I was afraid he would never love me.

He was the man I had been saving myself for, so what was wrong with giving myself to him?

So I let him.

Even so, I felt incredibly shy because we were out in the open.

He slowly stripped me naked before tossing my dress aside.

His eyes wandered hungrily over my body.

I felt so fucking shy.

Then he removed my bra and panties.

Now I was completely naked in the middle of the woods beside the river, the water reflecting shimmering light across my body.

Theodore remained on his knees before gently taking hold of my knees and slowly spreading my legs apart.

I shyly leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

I was too embarrassed to watch him look at my pussy.

He spread my legs farther, giving himself a clear view between them.

I stayed perfectly still until I felt his fingertips brushing against my folds.

My eyes snapped open, but I didn’t stop him.

He slowly traced his fingertips along the space between my folds, following the delicate skin of my pussy lips.

Then he gently held one between his fingers, stroking and rolling it with careful movements until my toes began to curl.

My breath got caught in my throat.

I looked up at the sky and smiled at the full moon.

The Moon Goddess had blessed me with the best night of my life.

I felt his fingers rubbing around my vestibule for a few minutes before his middle finger reached my clitoris.

He began gently vibrating it.

I looked up and saw him, one hand resting on my stomach.

He pressed down firmly, applying rhythmic pressure before easing off, then pressing down again.

At the same time, he continued to stimulate my clitoris in circular motions.

As the climax began to build, I noticed him step away. I frowned in confusion.

Then I realized what he was doing.

He reached over and took off my mask, but he kept his own on.

I didn’t argue. I just lay there.

While he hid his face, I didn’t feel like I was looking directly into his eyes, so I felt less shy.

I was lying spread before him, my legs parted completely, my body on full display. I was blushing so hard.

Then he started to unbuckle his pants.

A flicker of hesitation struck me.

”What are you doing?” I asked softly.

He looked up, and I saw his lips curl into a smile.

”I cannot wait to make you mine,” he murmured.

The moment he said that, it hit me.

He wanted to be with me even more than I wanted to be with him.

He was so desperate for me.

”Will you marry me?” I asked.

It wasn’t a proposal. It was simply a question.

”Of course,” he replied confidently. ”If I don’t marry you, I won’t marry anyone. And I’ll never let you marry anyone else either. You’re mine and mine only.”

His words gave me the courage I needed.

This was the kind of love I wanted.

This was the kind of reassurance I wanted while I stood naked before my lover.

He made me feel safe, and my body relaxed.

But goosebumps prickled across my skin the moment he pulled his cock out, and suddenly it all felt real.

He was rock hard.

He stepped between my legs, and I bit my bottom lip.

My mother’s words lingered in the back of my mind, but I pushed them away completely.

If I listened to her, I would lose Theodore, and I couldn’t bear that.

He began to rub his cock against my pussy, and I moaned in pleasure.

He hadn’t taken all of his clothes off. His trousers still hung around his knees.

When he paused because something in his pocket was bothering him, he pulled out his phone.

I realized that was what had been weighing his trousers down.

Then I noticed him doing something on the screen.

A moment later, he placed the phone on the small table, angling it so it was recording me.

”What are you doing?” This time, I sounded much more cautious, almost defensive.

His voice was filled with affection.

”My love, I want to record this,” he murmured.

”But I don’t like it,” I replied, trying to sit up.

He held me gently but firmly, his fingers running through my hair as he leaned over me.

The phone was positioned so that only his back could be seen.

He traced my jaw with his lips before kissing my ear.

”I want to watch this video so that you’re the only one in my mind. I don’t want to think about anyone else, and I never will. I’m going to steal you from your parents, from our grandmother, from everyone. I want this moment to stay alive.”

His words melted me, and a smile spread across my lips.

He was an Alpha King. The video would be safe with him.

I was so overwhelmed by desire that I wanted to forget everything else.

I lay back, smiling at him.

He smiled in return when he realised I was giving him permission.

Then he adjusted my position, gently pulling me a little closer to the camera.

I glanced at the camera before shyly looking away.

I wanted him to watch that video whenever someone else tried to pursue him.

I wanted him to look at me and remember me.

He rubbed his cock against my pussy before slowly pressing the head against my entrance.

I groaned softly as he eased deeper and deeper inside me.

Finally, he gave one firm thrust, and my breath caught in my throat.

His entire cock filled me.