The Jealous Groom by Alexa Riley

Chapter 8

Magnus

“And I love you,” I say, leaning down and kissing her gently only the lips. “I never want this moment to end.”

She smiles up at me as I take off my suit coat and toss it on the floor.

“Is it because we’re married now?” she asks, and I shake my head.

“It’s because you love me.” I kick off my shoes and socks and then unbutton my shirt.

Allison kneels on the bed and reaches for me as I take off my shirt. Her hands run along my bare chest as I kiss her and unbuckle my belt at the same time. When I’m only in briefs, I curl my fingers around her hips and up her back to the zipper of her dress.

“We’re not leaving this bed for a very, very long time.” She smiles against my lips, and I pull her dress off of her shoulders and down to her ass.

“Is that a royal command?” She falls back on the bed, and I free her of the dress and her lacy panties.

“You have as much power as I do.” I snag her ankle and kiss the bottom of her foot, staring down at her naked body. “There’s a lot you should know about being a woman in this castle.”

“Such as?” She raises an eyebrow.

“Maybe I won’t tell you and keep all the knowledge for myself.” I feel my wicked smile tug my lips as she nudges me to take off my underwear.

When I give her what she wants, my cock springs free, excited and desperate for her warmth.

“You wouldn't dare,” she teases. I climb on the bed with her and kneel between her legs.

I start with her breasts and kiss between them, pinching her nipples and sucking on each one. She moans as my big palms slide around her back and lift her up to my mouth so I can feast on her body. Her soft hips give way to my touch, and everywhere I kiss her, there’s a trail of love. When I get to her lower belly, I rub my nose along the soft skin and nuzzle against it.

“You’re right. I could never deny you.” She smiles in triumph, and I hope that’s always how she looks at me. I want her to see me as a prize she’s won and be proud that I belong to her.

“I want you to make love to me.” She wiggles her hips and tries to pull me up, but I shake my head.

“I’ve waited my whole life for this.” I pin her hands to the bed and kiss lower. “Don’t rush me.”

My tongue slides between her silken folds, and we both moan at the contact. I settle onto the bed as I begin to spell out how much she means to me against her clit. She writhes as her pleasure spikes and I lay my arm across her body to hold her down. The more I tell her I love her, the wetter she gets, and I drink it in. Her sweet desire is like a drug, and the more she gives me, the more I need it.

“I’ve waited my whole life for you,” I correct myself, sliding two fingers inside of her. “You were worth it.”

“Magnus,” she moans, and I close my eyes at her praise.

“I choose you, Allison.” When I open my eyes, she’s looking down at me, and I nod. “You will always be the one I choose before anything and anyone else.”

I know these words mean more to her than just I love you. She told me she felt unwanted as a child, and I know that even if it’s a small part, some of that still remains now. I want to push that insecurity out of her, and if I have to spend my life doing it, then it will be a life well spent.

I kiss between her legs gently as I tell her all the ways she’s perfect for me. “You may have not found your place in life before me, but now your place is always by my side.” My tongue moves in tight circles and her legs tense. “My heart will be your home, and you will live there for all eternity.”

She cries out when I lick her one last time and she comes apart in my arms. She gives her body over to me and I don’t take a moment of it for granted.

By the time her climax is over, she’s boneless on the bed, but she still reaches for me. I kiss my way up her body until I’m wedged between her legs with my cock at her entrance. I take her hands in mine as I look down at her and wait. I want to burn into my mind the image of my wife under me as we make love for the first time.

“Magnus,” she says softly and lifts her hips in invitation.

Her opening kisses over the tip of my cock, and I nearly come undone at the contact. I nod, swallowing hard, and then press forward. The soft heat of her stretches around my shaft, and the feeling is so good I lose all thought. I bury my face in her neck and put my weight on top of her as I thrust all the way inside and then hold myself steady.

“Holy shit,” she hisses.

“I’m sorry,” I plead, trying to hold my breath and not move.

It’s too much, her tight heat, her soft body, and I cum immediately. I groan, and my hips jerk against her as I spurt inside her womb with abandon.

“Oh my god, did you just…”

“I’m so sorry,” I groan, and I feel her clench around me.

“God, that’s hot,” she says, and when I look back at her, she’s smiling. “I’m just saying if it’s that good…” She trails off and shrugs.

“It will not be the only time that happens tonight.” And to prove my point, I pull out and thrust back inside her. I’m still hard and heavy with each pump of my cock, and she moans. “Your pussy is a thief,” I growl, and she smiles wider as her eyelids become heavy.

“Do it again,” she says softly as she pulls me down on top of her. “It turns me on when you cum inside of me.”

“I plan on getting you pregnant tonight,” I whisper into her ear, and she clenches around me again.

I angle my hips, and as my cock rubs her pussy, her legs fall open wider. Her breath catches, and I feel the exact moment when she climaxes around me and follow her over the edge. Her pussy massages my shaft, and I feel our shared desire mingle and spread between us. The sounds are wet and sticky, and even with cumming a second time, it hasn’t taken the edge off.

“Again,” I demand, and she gasps as I thrust hard.

“Already?” Her eyes widen, and I smile as I roll us over.

“I told you we are not leaving this bed.” I sit up and grab her hips. Even though she’s on top, I’m still controlling the movements. Her head falls back, and I latch on to one of her nipples as I bounce her on my cock.

“I love you, Magnus.”

“I love you too, my queen.”