Forbidden Desire

[28] Nightmare

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚

I couldn't help but just stare at my wife's face, thinking how someone can be so beautiful. I took in her every single detail. Her closed petal eyes, her pale skin, her button nose, her pouty lips, her flushed cheeks, her everything basically. It was mesmerising. She was mesmerising.

Sirena was undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. She made me feel things which I have never felt before. Whenever I look at her, a warm feeling creeps upto my chest and a thousand fucking butterflies erupt in my stomach. It is like I fall in love with her more and more everyday.

I looked down at the sleeping girl in my arms and pressed a kiss against her neck where the little bruise was forming. Although I had promised her that I won't be drugging her, I had to break it when she had a panic attack this morning. I tried to calm her down but she kept backing away from me, which made my temper rise.

The rest is history. I yelled at her and she started sobbing, hysterically. She was shaking like a fucking leaf and flinched everytime I tried to touch her. A part of my heart broke seeing her in this condition so I did what I thought would be the best. I sedated her and put her to sleep. Now, we are in my private jet, on our way to Switzerland for the honeymoon.

My thoughts were broken when I felt her shifting in my arms. Shit, she is going to panic again.

Before I could place her back in her seat, Sirena's eyes half-opened. She looked around slowly and when her eyes fell on mine, they flew open as fear swirled into them. An emotion which I never wanted to witness in my love's face.

She instantly started thrashing in my arms, trying to jump out. I simply tightened my hold around her and buried my nose in her hair before whispering, "Breathe."

I felt wetness on my arms and looked down to see tears streaming down her face. I clenched my jaw and gently wiped them, clenching even harder when she flinched away from my touch. I hated this. I wish she could just love me the same way I love her.

But I know it's my fault. That night I completely lost control over myself. It was like she unleashed my inner demons by yelling those words to me. I was extremely possessive when it came to Sirena and when she said she didn't love me and will never do, I lost it. I completely lost my sanity.

I fucked her raw and hard, all night. I took her in every damn position and made her come more than times I can count. I slapped her whenever she was about to faint and forced her to keep her eyes on me, despite knowing how much it was hurting her. I am a fucking asshole, I know.

I promised myself I will be gentle with her on our first time but broke it the very next second when she said all that. I regret hurting her, yes. But do I regret making love with her? Fuck no. I was on cloud nine that night. She felt so good and so right. Probably because of the fact that I had my first sex with my wife.