Becoming His

by Angel Marks

  “Or you could have a roommate,” Will responded.

  “Yes, it would be perfect if I had a girlfriend in this town that was looking for her own place, too, but I don’t, and I won’t live with a stranger.”

  “I’m not a stranger.”

  “Are you suggesting we live together?”

  “You’re welcome to live with me. If you chose to stay tonight, you won’t be homeless.”

  The intensity of the last six plus months with Will leading up to this moment combusted as she walked into his arms and melted into his strong, protective embrace.

  Chapter Ten

  Noelle was dressed in Will’s clothes with no underclothes, lying in his arms, completely his, in whatever way he saw fit. Could it be that he would need to have her again before they made it to dinner? That is when she realized that she was his dinner, and he hers, as neither could have enough of the other.

  “If I choose to stay with you tonight, Will Martin,” Noelle said while looking in his eyes.

  “You’ll then be staying with me indefinitely,” he finished for her. “We’ll pick up your things tomorrow, and you’ll stay here with me for a couple weeks while I make arrangements for another place by the end of the month.” Will lifted her off his lap and sat her on his bed. He walked over to his desk chair and sat down facing her.

  “You would do this, for me?”

  “Yes. I would do this for you.”

  “But why?”

  “Because you need to be taken care of, Noelle, and I want to be the one to do it.”

  Noelle smiled. “I can take care of myself.”

  “You have yet to prove that.”

  “Well, I can,” was her short reply, one that she knew was something of a joke considering her mess of a life at the moment. He smirked at her, her childlike retort its own undoing.

  “Well, Mr. Martin, I would think there has to be an ulterior motive of yours, why would you want to take on the responsibility of caring for a ridiculous almost twenty-three-year-old woman who is saddled with debt, bad decisions, and can’t seemingly make an on-time payment to save her life? Remember what a mess I am before you sign your life away.”

  “Oh, I didn’t say you were going to be easy to take care of, but that’s not the point, dear. You need me to take care of you, and I’m afraid of what may happen to you if I don’t.”

  “You’re afraid?”

  “Yes.”

  “What may happen?”

  “I’d rather not discuss it.”

  “Really. Interesting.” Noelle looked at him, aghast. “You really think something terrible is going to happen to me, Will Martin, if you don’t run to my rescue?”

  “I think something terrible already has happened to you, and you haven’t recovered. You’re placing yourself in dangerous situations. I don’t like it. If you live with me, I will help you. I will take care of you. I will be everything that you need in your life and more.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I can.

  “You can?” Noelle looked at him with raised eyebrows.

  “I’m a real man, Noelle, something you sorely need in your life.”

  “Oh, I think you gave me the experience today, Mr. Martin.”

  Will grinned at her. “You seemed to respond well to it. Imagine having the real man experience every day of your life. Stay with me, Noelle, and you’ll see that there is a lot more to it. I want to be a big part of your life.”

  “I want to say yes, but I know my mother will freak out that I’m living with a man out of ‘wedlock.’“

  “Do I need to marry you, then?”

  Noelle was speechless. The four o’clock meeting to help Will register for community college had taken a very strange turn, even though in the back of her mind she had known all along where they were going.

  “Really? I imagine your parents would not be extremely excited to hear their twenty-year-old son was getting married.”

  “Marriage is between two consenting adults, Noelle. I’m not marrying my parents, but since you’re bringing them up, they will accept you and support whatever choice I make. You made a really good impression on them the other night.”

  “Oh, I’m sure they would be thrilled to hear this news.”

  “Does this mean you’re saying yes to my proposal?”

  “Are you serious? You’re proposing?”

  Will didn’t respond. He stood before her in a white T-shirt and jeans. He gently took her by the hands and went down on one knee before her.

  Looking into her eyes, Will began, “Noelle Elizabeth Snow, what we have done tonight, and what I plan to do to you in the future are considered to be sacred marital rites of a man to his wife.” He paused, gazing into her eyes. “Don’t mistake me, from the moment I saw you, I wanted you like this, but from the moment I met you I fell for you, completely. I love you, everything about you—your attitude, your style, your ambition, and your insecurities. Everything we do together, no matter how dirty it may seem, is an act of love.”

  Gazing into her eyes, Will continued. “You are incredibly intelligent, beautiful, strong, resilient, and delicate, and I desire no more than the honor of having you as my wife, as my child, as the mother of my future children, as the one I hope to grow old with.”

  He paused before finishing.

  “If you accept my proposal, know that you are with a dominant man. I will always protect you and put your interests first, and I will expect you to obey me at all times, and give me complete control over your body and life, starting immediately.”

  Noelle’s mind was a swirl with ideas of dominance, submission, obedience, being his child, and having his children, but most of all she was bursting with an overwhelming feeling that he wasn’t scaring her away. In fact, she felt extremely happy about it. She wanted to belong to him as much as he wanted to own her. She wanted to be his child as much as he wanted her to be, and someday, when he decided it was right, she wanted to bear his children and raise them with him.

  How he had made love to her was exactly as he had described it. It was the act of a husband taking a wife, and now, after the act had been completed, she was being given the opportunity to belong to him, legally, officially. In this new realization of who they were and how they could live, she grinned and said, “Yes.”

  Will squeezed her fingers slightly in his hands. “You understand that I’m asking you to belong to me, as my wife?”

  “Yes.”

  Will smiled at Noelle and slipped her clothes off. He placed her on his knee, kissing her lips before standing up and placing his now hard cock in her mouth. “Suck,” he said softly, and she did. While he held the back of her head, Noelle did her best to open her throat and not gag on his enormous dick.

  “Good girl.” He replied as she managed to take more of him.

  “What day are you on your cycle?” he asked as he withdrew his erection which was standing at attention.

  “I think I’m on day twenty-six,” Noelle responded.

  “Do you have an idea of when you ovulate?”

  “I think around day eleven through fourteen, just because that’s when my body is extra moist and slick. Plus I can sometimes feel it.”

  “You can feel it?”

  “I know, weird, right?”

  “Not at all. I’m glad you pay attention to your body.”

  Noelle smiled. “It’s this little pain I get right here.” She placed her hand in the spot below her belly button, just above her pubic bone.

  Will placed his hand on top of hers. “Lie down on the bed.”

  Noelle obeyed.

  Will’s hands dragged down her sides, caressing her body, grasping her waist, and then her hips. He bent and opened her legs, inserting a finger inside her before entering her with a need she could barely handle. Her body went limp under his weight and strength. She clung to him, and panted like a dog in heat whimpering for him as he was fulfilling the need she had felt for him from the moment she first saw him.

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bsp; As she whimpered, he looked at her with concern. He knew what she needed. He was no longer hesitant with how to take their relations. He was reveling in her sweet submissiveness, and the knowledge that she was his, and would be his legally on paper. What she needed, he needed, too.

  He released her legs, gently guiding them back onto the bed and pulled his thick, long erection from her wetness. Will’s hands rested on top of Noelle’s and he rubbed them for reassurance as she looked at him with awe. Their eyes met and he saw in hers how much she trusted him, how much she needed him, and he knew he would be able to proceed with what needed to be done, whether or not she knew she would appreciate it.

  Will sat up on the side of the bed, leaned down, and kissed Noelle’s cheek. “I’m going to take care of you, don’t worry, dear,” he said with such kindness in his voice. Noelle felt like she was in a dream. A man like Will just did not exist in her world. She was overwhelmed that he had found her, that he was such a gentleman and so manly. She felt like he could do anything to her, and it would be right. She laid all her trust in his hands and he saw this in her eyes. She didn’t need to say a word.

  With that he reached over to her and rolled her onto her belly. “Get on all fours.” He quietly, but firmly ordered and she obeyed, unsure what would come next as his hand slapped her bottom with a hard spank causing her to gasp in surprise, but she didn’t shrink away. Instead, she stayed as he had ordered her and he spanked her again. Each time making her bottom red and dripping wet for him. She thrilled under the control of his orders and the power of his hand, and Will could barely contain his erection as he spanked beautiful, naked Noelle, his Noelle, with a full hand of ownership.

  He knew she had been destined to be his from the moment they first spoke, and now finally she was here, in his bed, being spanked. a message to her that he was her Dom and she would be okay from now on in his hands, and she was. He spanked her until her bottom was red all over and she cried, but still pushed it out for him in submission.

  She had never been dominated before in her limited sexual experiences, and she had never been satisfied or made to feel as Will had from the moment she had seen him. She wanted him to spank her. She wanted to belong to him, to be his, for his enjoyment. It made her entire body shake with need. Finally, she cried for him, and he thrust his index and middle fingers inside her, rubbing her anus with his thumb. His other hand reached around and possessively clasped on her right breast, squeezing her nipple.

  “Ahh, that’s right, baby. You’re nice and wet for your Daddy now aren’t you? Do you want me, baby?”

  “Yes.” Noelle whimpered.

  “What did you say?” Will asked. “That’s not how you talk to me, now is it, dear. I want you to show me some respect, all right? You will call me Daddy, or you will call me sir, but either way, you’re going to address me with one of those titles, is that clear?”

  “Yes, Daddy,” Noelle whispered.

  Noelle heard Will groan with need.

  “What would you like, dear?” Will asked as he then bent down and placed his tongue on her opening, licking up her ridiculously swollen sex, causing her to moan and arch her back, thrusting her bottom even further in the air.

  “You, sir,” Noelle moaned.

  And with that he was inside her, as swift and complete, hard and deep as a ship in the sea, he rode her through the storms of multiple orgasms, letting her climax over and over and over again.

  Finally, he placed her, spent and limp on her back, and bit on her neck until her body came back to life and her mouth parted with soft, childish moans of need with her arms up over her head and her legs splayed wide apart. His mouth moved down to graze on her breasts. He bit and suckled her nipples while rubbing her swollen pussy with his fist, his throbbing erection sticking out and resting on her stomach.

  “I need to own you, Noelle. Give me permission.”

  “Yes, sir. I belong to you,” she cried, and that was all Will needed to hear to do exactly what he wanted to do from the moment he saw her.

  He drove his cock into her pussy, and she felt as it erupted deep inside of her, spewing her with his seed, taking her as his. Legal or not, his decision to fill her with his seed meant she now officially belonged to Will Martin.

  Will rolled off her, giving her room to breathe, but still keeping an arm draped across her. Noelle had never felt happier in her life filled with his semen now slowly running out of her, creating a wet spot on the bed.

  “Daddy, I’m so tired, but when you’re inside me I feel whole.”

  “I know, baby.”

  “You make me feel safe and loved when you’re inside me.”

  “That’s because I’m making love to you, Noelle. You belong to me, and I belong in you.” Will reached over and tucked a couple of his fingers into her. “Mine. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, sir, thank you.”

  “Good, now rest.”

  She would at that point have done anything Will Martin asked. He was so much more of a man taking care of her in this time together and in his careful attentions than she had ever experienced in her entire life. So if he felt the need to come deep inside of her, possibly changing their lives forever, she was not going to tell him no. If anything, no was the last word she would ever be able to utter to Will Martin for the rest of her life, and, somehow, she was completely fine with this. Completely spent, and secure now that his fingers were stroking the inside of her pussy, Noelle fell asleep almost immediately.

  Twenty minutes later, Will got up and reappeared from the kitchen with a Chinese menu. He sat down beside her and pulled her up next to him. “Babe, you have to have something to eat.” His arm around her waist, he held the menu in front of them. “What sounds good to you?”

  Noelle perused the menu. “I’ll eat anything but the seafood.”

  She watched expectantly for Will to order the seafood and force her to eat it, but he didn’t. Instead, he ordered sesame chicken, beef orange, sweet and sour chicken, pork fried rice, wonton soup and pork egg rolls. A smorgasbord of food for two hungry people who had feasted on nothing but each other for several hours.

  Knowing they wouldn’t deliver, Noelle looked over at her discarded clothes that Will had carefully folded and laid across his desk chair before completely owning her. The thought of putting her underpants back on did not set well with her, especially this particular pair.

  “Get dressed, sweetheart,” Will casually said as he pulled on a green T-shirt that announced “Stay Healthy” and buttoned his jeans that hung on his narrow, muscular hips in the sexiest way.

  He saw her eyeing her panties and made the decision for her, swiping them and dropping them into his hamper. Noelle pulled her jeans on sans panties and found herself being dressed the rest of the way by Will, who fitted her into her bra as casually as though he were putting on his own underwear.

  A pat on her rear and they were at the door where she slipped into her heeled sandals and walked to his car, the black 1972 Pontiac GTO, with bucket seats and manual transmission. Will opened and closed the passenger side door for her, fired up his engine, and they were on their way downtown to pick up dinner.

  “Could you pinch me, please?” Noelle asked, looking star struck and flabbergasted all at once.

  Will looked at her and grinned. “Sure, but why?” he cantered while simultaneously reaching across and gently pinching her nipple.

  Noelle blushed. “Oh, because everything I’ve done with you should send me straight to hell, so this needs to be a dream, especially after you ditch me for being such a whore.” Noelle drifted off and looked out her window.

  Will made the radio silent so only the hum of the engine filled the car for a moment before he spoke. He slowed down and looked over at Noelle, taking his hand off the stick shift and resting it on her knee, “Noelle, you’re not a whore,” he said declaratively.

  “I don’t want you to ever think of yourself as that again, understand?” He looked over at her authoritatively, waiting for h
er to reply.

  She looked up at him and quietly said, “All right.” She then lowered her eyes and whispered, “Sir.”

  Will’s hand found hers and he squeezed it reassuringly. “That’s right, dear,” he said, coaxing her not to be afraid of or ashamed of her submissiveness to his earlier directive, a characteristic in her he had picked up on immediately as something that would make them extremely compatible, and made him feel incredibly protective of her the more he got to know her over their walks.

  Just hearing Noelle call him sir made his penis perk up. She never ceased to amaze him. She was it for him and she was sitting there concerned that he would be disgusted by her.

  Will looked back at the road. Dusk had come and the street lights were on in heavy traffic. He cleared his throat and continued.

  “You need to understand that what happened today was right. Don’t ever let yourself think otherwise.” He paused before continuing, “My intentions with you are honorable, Noelle. I think we work well together, and I think you feel this way, too. Whether you realize it or not, I’ve been courting you for months.”

  “I definitely enjoyed all of our break walks together,” Noelle piped in, as she realized that her concern was to be put to rest.

  “This wasn’t a random moment,” Will continued, squeezing her hand. “It was the culmination of months of my pursuit of you.”

  They pulled into the plaza and Will parked by the Chinese takeout restaurant.

  “From the moment I met you I, for some reason, have fallen for you, Noelle.” He looked over at her, his left hand at twelve o’clock on the wheel, his right still holding hers.

  “I have an overwhelming urge to take care of you.”

  Noelle felt her body fill with warmth at his words and she pressed her hand more into his. “Today was okay, then?” she asked hesitantly.

  “Today was and is perfect. It’s our beginning,” he said, looking into her eyes.

  “You came to me because you were ready, and I’m definitely ready for you. Now let’s get our food.”