A Price to Pay

by Alice Raine

  Dios, I was a lucky man.

  She was perfection in human form: silky smooth skin, slender waist, long legs that I loved to feel wrapped around my waist, breasts so perfect they made me want to fall to my knees and worship them, and those were just her physical qualities. She was also the sweetest, most loyal and loving girl I’d ever encountered. Quite simply, she was the ideal counterbalance for me. Together we were whole.

  I had no idea what I’d done to deserve her, especially given the less than salubrious life I had lived up until meeting her, but I would grab hold of the gift I’d been given and treasure her with everything I had in me.

  ‘You said we had a marriage to consummate,’ she murmured, ‘but you seem intent on just gazing at me.’ She was teasing me, picking up on my moment of silent contemplation, and I grinned at her.

  Nodding, I leaned down and nibbled at her neck, running my teeth over her collar and giving a gentle tug. ‘Hmm, yes, you are quite correct.’ She shivered under my touch and I grinned against her heated skin. ‘Let’s rectify that, shall we?’ Instead of continuing to kiss her neck, I nipped the tender skin below her ear and laughed as Robyn let out a lusty moan.

  I stepped back and walked a circle around her, wondering just where I should begin. I wanted to throw her on the bed and plunge inside her, but this was our wedding night, and my need to fuck and claim like an animal needed to be replaced with romance and love – I wanted to make sure that tonight would be a perfect and unforgettable experience for her.

  The glint of her wedding ring caught my eye, and so I took hold of her wrist, pulled her hand to my mouth, and placed a lingering kiss on the band of platinum.

  Mine. She was mine now and forever.

  Placing a hand on her hip, I savoured the feel of her soft skin below my touch and then completed my circle of her, dragging my hand around until we stood face to face again. Her skin was flushed now, eyes wide and lips parted, and it was an invitation that I just couldn’t resist.

  Lowering my head, I caught her mouth in a kiss that Robyn immediately returned. She rolled onto her tiptoes and slid her arms around my neck, licking at the seam of my lips and giving a soft mewl of happiness when I parted them and let her have her way with me.

  The feel of her warm breasts pressing against my chest reminded me just how unbalanced our state of dress was and I lifted my hands and began to shrug out of my waistcoat.

  ‘Need to be naked…’ I mumbled against her lips, and with a soft giggle Robyn joined in, ripping at the buttons on my shirt and tugging it free from my trousers.

  ‘I should have stripped first. Would have made my romancing a lot smoother,’ I murmured with an amused smile as I peeled my trousers and boxers down and kicked them aside.

  Once I was naked I glanced down and had to try to supress a grin at the sight of my cock lurching around as if reaching out for Robyn.

  She noticed it, too, and as I raised my head I saw her watching my desperate display with a heavy-lidded expression. Biting down on her lip, she loosely gripped the base of my cock, sending shock waves shooting through my system like little daggers of pleasure.

  ‘Someone looks keen,’ she whispered, her cheeks heating with desire as she ran several gentle pulls up my shaft and back down again.

  I was more than keen, I was near desperate to be inside her. But, still intent on romancing my new wife, I lowered my hand and gently removed her grip from my throbbing dick and then led her towards the bed.

  I crouched down, scooped her into my arms and crawled onto the bed. I was nowhere near as graceful as I’d have liked, because my legs were trembling from her recent teasing, but once we were in the centre of the bed I placed Robyn down and kissed her again until my rocketing heartbeat had slowed a little.

  Once I was confident that I had control over myself again I knelt up and gazed down at Robyn as she lay sprawled below me like the ultimate temptation.

  The beautiful lace stockings I had bought her for the wedding had not been a waste of money. They looked stunning, especially now they were the only clothing she wore. They sheathed her lower legs and ran to mid-thigh and then clipped to the delicate belt at her waist, drawing my eyes to her bare pussy.

  Mierda. She was so wet her juices shone on her upper thighs and I placed a hand on the suspender belt and gripped as I massaged over the lace before beginning to trail my fingers higher.

  Bending down, I placed a kiss on her belly before dragging my mouth over her hot skin and down to the top of the suspenders. I rested my lips on the lace and gave it a tug with my teeth to free the clips before deciding that, actually, the stocking could stay on.

  ‘You look sexy as hell in these. I think we’ll leave them on.’

  Robyn parted her lips as if about to say something, but whatever words were on her tongue melted away as I moved my lips from the top of the stocking and began working higher until they found the moisture at the tops of her thighs. I lapped at it, growling at the taste of my girl, and running a swipe of my tongue from her soaking entrance up through her delicate folds. Dios, she tasted so good.

  ‘Oh God… Oliver…’ Her encouraging moan was all I needed to hear to know that she was loving this, and as she dug her hand into my hair and gripped, I flattened my tongue against her clitoris and circled it before sucking the bundle of nerves into my mouth and giving several rhythmical pulls.

  Suddenly it wasn’t enough. I needed to be closer, deeper, so I slid both my palms up her thighs and pressed her legs open wider until she was splayed and displayed for my eyes only.

  Shifting my weight onto my elbow, I continued to suck at her and then introduced a finger, circling it around her sensitive flesh until Robyn was writhing below my touch and mumbling incoherently as her nails bit into my scalp.

  ‘Oliver… please!’

  I loved how wild she got when we were in bed together, and I also loved how I could make her beg.

  She was loud tonight, my new wife, and, smirking in satisfaction, I grinned up at her. ‘Patience, Mrs Wolfe, let me take care of you,’ I murmured. I lowered my mouth again, loving how I could feel her flesh quivering against my lips.

  I was nearing the limits of my own self-control but decided to push her limits just a little more before I finally allowed myself the prize of driving my cock into her.

  First, I upped the finger inside her to two, crooking them so I could locate her G-spot and then massaging it as I gave several deep, slow thrusts of my hand. Once she was mewling and writhing against my hand, I eased a third finger to join the first two, loving the feel of her body stretching and allowing me in.

  Now for the test. My fingers were by no means small, and I knew that adding any more would be pushing it for her, but I just couldn’t resist. Pressing her legs as wide as I could get them, I began adding another finger, having to work it in with small pushes and twists of my wrist. Watching the way her entrance stretched for me was fascinating, and the feel of her channel rippling around my fingers was so extraordinary that my cock gave a desperate lurch.

  I lowered my mouth and licked at her clit as I started to move my hand back and forth with more vigour. The little bundle of nerves was swollen with need and slick with her juices and I couldn’t resist sucking it hard.

  My actions were causing gurgled moans to slip from her mouth, but when I swapped my lips for my thumb and circled it on the slick nub Robyn let out a shout. Her hands left my head and started to clutch and grab at the bedsheets beside her. She was wild below me, and the sight was the most beautiful I had ever witnessed.

  ‘I’m close, Oliver… Jesus… I want you inside me…’

  Her body arched into my touch, and even though I’d been intent on making her come before taking her I would never turn her down if she asked for me to be inside her. With a twist of my wrist that made her eyes bulge with pleasure, I carefully removed my hand from her and shifted my body over hers. Like a homing missile my cock found its way to the cleft between her legs and nestled there, ready for action
.

  ‘I love you so much, Robyn.’ I murmured. Gazing down into her eyes, I pressed my hips forwards and sunk into her, causing her to let out a wheezed yell of pleasure.

  Robyn looked lost in the moment, but her eyes met mine and held. ‘I love you, too, Oliver. You’re my entire world.’

  I circled my hips, losing myself in the warmth of her body and the dizzying sensations it was causing in my head. I could feel her heating below me, her skin flushing and her channel tightening. As I plunged in deep again, the contact of my body grinding against her clit caused Robyn to stiffen below me and start to come in huge pulsing waves of pleasure. Her channel gripped me like a fist, her hands sliding to the back of my neck and dragging me down for a desperate kiss.

  Her body convulsed below mine for what seemed like an eternity, her climax going on and on until, finally, she let out a long, shaky breath and blinked up at me, looking totally overwhelmed by the power of her release.

  ‘Was that good, cariño?’ I remained deeply planted inside her, just giving the smallest circles of my groin to help her ride out her orgasm, and once she started to come to from her high she grinned and nodded at me.

  ‘That was bloody brilliant, Mr Wolfe.’

  I couldn’t help but laugh at her description, but then my cock jerked inside her as if urging me to move, so I sunk my hips down again and let out a moan as my belly flattened on hers and I was buried to the root.

  Robyn began moving below me, undulating her gorgeous hips so I was buried gloriously deep and felt like I was about to explode from the pleasure building in my balls.

  I had wanted to draw this out – it was our wedding night, after all – but I was so close now, my body desperately urging me to chase my climax. Besides, we could always continue things later.

  I began to move my hips again, dragging my length slowly out before pressing back in with a low groan. She felt so good I could happily stay buried within her body for the rest of my life.

  My control was fading now, the need to fuck hard and fast starting to build in my system like a potent drug, and eventually, with the encouragement of Robyn’s grinding hips below me, I started to thrust faster and harder.

  Even though she’d only just climaxed, Robyn’s body tightened around my cock again as my deeper thrusts rubbed repeatedly over her G-spot. If I were lucky, I might be able to take her over the edge with me when I came.

  So much for my idea of romancing my new wife. I was now fucking her madly, my hips like a piston and our desperation obvious in the harsh breathing and the way our hands were clawing at each other’s skin and leaving marks.

  My balls had risen, and the searing feel of my climax rose uncontrollably in my belly. Robyn was just as frantic, but no matter how hard I had tried to hold back, suddenly my body gave in and it rushed at me in a wave of pleasure. I jerked my hips deep and, with a low moan, I came in huge great pulses that soaked her insides and coated my cock until I felt like I would never stop coming.

  The jarring of my body against her over-sensitised flesh triggered Robyn’s second release and below me she gasped, her head rolling back in pleasure as her overheated channel clamped around me and drained the last of my climax from my body.

  Dios. Talk about a successfully consummated marriage. As I gazed down at her, I almost felt overwhelmed from the intensity of it.

  She was incredible.

  My wife. My lover. My best friend. My submissive.

  My everything.

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  As always I want to start my acknowledgements by extending a massive thank you to all of you lovely readers – without you I would have no reason to write, so thank you! Your support and encouragement really does mean the world to me.

  A huge thanks must go to my fabulous editor, Liz for the time and dedication spent on finding all the typos that I love to splatter about liberally within my manuscripts. You must have the patience of a saint!

  I must also extend massive thanks to my publisher, Accent Press, for their continued support of my writing. In particular, Hazel and Katrin for the time and effort you put into working with me.

  Next to my beta readers on this project - I love you all for the constructive feedback and encouragement: Leah

  Weatherall, Grace Lowrie and Katie Newman, thank you!

  I mustn’t miss out the never-ending support of my husband, family and besties Helen Lowrie and Karen Wilmot – I love you all and am so lucky to have you in my life.

  I think that’s everyone, but huge apologies if I have missed anyone out …

  Thanks again for reading,

  Alice xx

  THE UNTWISTED SERIES

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  THE REVEALED SERIES

  An all-consuming affair with famous pianist Nicholas Jackson engulfs Rebecca in a whirlwind of passion and dominance.

  But is she ultimately destined for heartbreak?

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