My Corpse Husband

The stranger was twitching with the immense need flooding inside his body. He was getting drunk with the need he has for her. The feel of his skin touch her raw skin was producing a feral desire.

Desire to consume her.

Desire to strip her from all her shields.

Desire to have her under him panting and sweating.

He did not allow Ella to turn her head and see him for he did not want her to see him yet. He was planning a great occasion for it.

“Let me go.” He heard her trying to sound stern but failed miserably.

The stranger man smiled and placed at hot searing kiss on her neck giving her a love bruise. One of his hands is fondling her treasures producing erotic sounds from her.

Ella was hazy. She could not understand why she was feeling so good despite of being touched against her will by a stranger whose face she did not see yet. She want to scold herself for feeling that way.

She was feeling right being in his arms, which she should not.

“Enjoy it, My Ella. Take the heat from me and fill it within.” His whispers were so erotic that she could not do any judgment with her clouded mind.

He smelled her nape and slurped the water droplets from her skin. His hand travelled slowly on her front side of the body in a lazy vacation and stopped on her right thigh. He rubbed the skin over there delicately with his thumb and preceded it inside to her womanly cave.

The cold and freezing Ella suddenly started sweating surround by high temperature. Her throat clogged devoid of repudiation and her senses were high up on the clouds watching over her from afar.

What was she feeling? She should not feel the joy of someone else’s touch on her. She was a married woman.

But… But why was she feeling so satisfied? So accomplished and so right? It felt like this was how it was supposed to be.

She was surprised that she was not disgusted with herself or with the stranger with whatever is taking place.

Was it because she was so desperate to be loved?

“End whatever thoughts you are having, darling. Follow your feelings blindly do not let your thoughts interrupt the bliss.” The stranger licked her rosy cheesy and brought his thumb up to his mouth licking it thoroughly.

Ella stiffened when she realized where his thumb was and what it was doing.

Oh sacred angels, that felt so embarrassing yet… yet it felt so good.

The stranger was on his final thread of patience and the moment he tasted her desire for him, he lost it. He lost his control and the only thing that mattered was to have her bent on a large rock in the hot springs and bath her with his seeds.

He immediately pulled the cravat, unknot it and brought it in front of her. Ella was in no mind to see what was going on. The stranger wrapped the cloth around her eyes and blindfolded her preventing her from seeing his face.

“What – why – why are cov-covering my eyes.” Despite the pleasure she was experiencing, her fear was still intact. She was confused and bewildered when her eyes were covered. She did not know what was going on.

“Please take this away.” Ella reached out to the back of her head to untie the knot but was stopped by the pair of hands which pulled her hard towards a rocky chest, her soft sensitive breasts smothered by his hard panes of muscles.

“Not until you are satisfied properly.” His answered stilled her from her acrobatic fits.

All the pleasure was long forgotten, all she was feeling now extreme panic. She thrashed to get out of his arms; her hands trying to break free from his own and her legs kicking up to overpower his tallness.

Not minding her protests, he lowered her back on the large rock that was present in the middle of the water, submerged to the tip of the water. He was so captivated by her red hair floating on the water like wild summer fire that would put anything to ashes.

Her body was again welcomed into warm water, her back comfortably laid on the hard flat rock. She felt a hand on her hair smoothing it gently. She felt him lay over her and before she could realize what was happening, his lips embraced hers into a fiery wild kiss.

She did not understand how and when he took off his clothes.

The kiss was so consuming and rough that in mere moments her lips felt very sensitive with all the animalistic sucking by him. “I was waiting for a very long time to do this, darling. I was craving to kiss you like this from quite a long time and now that I am having my way, it was worth it. The wait was worth it.” He continued to make love to every inch of her mouth.

His mouth moved slowly to her neck and starting placing kisses there. Ella was breathing hardly and her moans were loud and throaty. She tried to stop herself from making any sounds and get rid of him from her but the sensation he was creating inside her was sinful.

Unintentionally, she was being proud for making the man on her groan in his own pleasure. Ella was gasping whenever even his hand touch her woman part delicate and thrust finger inside her. Meanwhile his mouth was working its way towards her chest licking the droplets of water all over. His mouth covered a rosy bud and his teeth grazed the tip with a light bite.

Ella hissed when his teeth were taking the privilege to bruise her so sweetly. While one hand was making her bring to the height of orgasm, the other was pinching her other breasts, fondling them like tasty tough dough.

Just as her liquids were ready to flow out, he kissed down to her private parts and thrust his tongue inside the opening to scoop in the sweet juices.

The stranger felt so exuberant when his tongue tasted her liquids. It was so sweet and the right amount of sourness like a well seasoned lemonade. She tasted so unforgettable and addictive that the more he took in the trickling juices hungrily licking to the last drop of it.

Ella dropped down on the rock breathing heavily, exhausted and utterly sated. So this was what she heard about the pleasure a woman experience. It was astonishing.

Damnation! She was much more beyond what he expected. She was not just innocently sweet but she also had the taste of a naughty sourness.

Damnation, how could he wait for another taste of her? He cannot wait more to take her to his bed and break her barriers and finally claim her as his.

“Relax, beautiful.” He whispered and took her into his arms, keeping her warm and safe. She felt the safety his hold was giving her.

“Who are you?” Ella asked once her raging breathes calmed down. “Why did you do what you did?” Her question continued with more courage than she had before. She did not open her blindfold; she could not as her hands were trapped in his hold.

The intimacy they had just moments ago gave her a new set of feelings towards this stranger who, she knew, was the same person who was plaguing her sleep with mischievous dreams; alas, they weren’t simply dreams. She understood now that they were indeed real.

This man was real. The feeling of being watched was real. Her hallucinations were absolutely a reality.

But who is this man who was aiming for her? Did he not know that she was cursed? She was labeled as a diseased woman by the town and she was evil. Then why did this man targeted her despite of knowing that she was married?

“I, My Ella, am your fiancée. Soon, very soon you will be mine religiously and lawfully. Now, do not feel dismayed by your excitement over what we just did. This is right. What we did was absolutely right But I would like to deflower you on our wedding night, My darling. Be ready to be mine.” She went pale at what he said. This was the first time he talked to her directly and it was of a proposal.

He sounded so confident and powerful that she wanted to know who he is and how he looks. It was still an unanswered question to her as to why he covered her eyes.

Is he not good looking or does he think I would be paranoid about it?

“I am married. I could not help but feel disgusted for enjoying our intimate time. I do not know who are you, what your intentions are towards me, how you look but still I had an amazing time of my life. I am sickened and I do not wish to be yours.” Ella’s sudden outburst was not a surprise to the stranger. Instead he was feeling proud to hear her loud and clear outburst.

“But, sweet Ella, it is not in your power to stop me from possessing you. And about my looks, you will see me. The next time we meet would be very soon and at that time, you would see me. From there forth any man you see would only be me. Oh yes, I am quite handsome if I have to vouch for my magnificence.” He chuckled and placed a kiss on her forehead, splashing warm water on her and cleansed her thoroughly. He scrubbed the herbs over her skin and washed her delicately.

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