My Retribution (third instalment of Exception Series)

Four

I was positively damp by the time Negan shut off that shower.

We'd never had sex in our own bed before. The anticipation of sharing our marital mattress as husband and wife for the first time made my heart swell.

I'd undressed and wrapped myself in the crisp-white sheets, untying my hair and flipping it back and fourth in an attempt to mess it up a little. I probably just looked like cousin Itt, to be honest.

As the door creaked open, I clutched the sheet close to my body.

Steam filled the room as my very own Adonis exited, signature white shirt and leather combo making me pant.

This man owned the world and everything in it.

"You have no idea how turned on I am right now!" The sheet rode up my legs as I squeezed my thighs together.

It only took three strides to reach the base of the bed. He placed his hands on his hips, looking at me down the bridge of his nose. "Baby! This is how it's going to work." He tugged at the sheet, exposing my breasts. "Im not having you hiding those heavenly high beams! Fuck me Rackel, how did I miss these beauties?"

My hands automatically went to cover myself, but that only caused my gorilla man to scale the bed.

He hovered over me, placing a gloved hand under my chin. "Don't go hiding yourself like that baby!" He used his other hand to lay me down, hand on my pot belly. "I've spent too much of my life not looking at those fun bags."

Leaning down,  he took my nipple between his teeth, the sensation teetering between pleasure and pain. His skilful tongue darting over at random intervals, sending a shockwave straight to my core.

God! They're so sensitive!

My hands made their way to his hair and tugged, making good on the promise I'd made earlier. I yipped as the cold metal of his zipper grazed my skin. Every touch sparked another moan, another clench.

"I'm so wet for you, Negan!" I arched my body into his touch, so very ready for him to take it further.

He growled, fingers walking down to my sweet spot. "Are you now baby?" As two fingers ran over my folds, he smiled. "You are too. Aren't you baby?"
My Negan's strokes were excruciatingly slow, making me buck my hips. "Like when I stroke your pussy like that?"

I nodded feverishly, yearning for us to be connected once again. For him to be inside me.

"Look at my dirty girl." He sat up as he removed his now wet fingers and placed them to his lips. He licked them like they were covered in honey, eyes rolling back while he sucked them clean. "Jesus H Christ Rackel! I could eat you all fucking day!"

Please do!

Placing his hands on my knees, he wrenched my legs apart, granting him access to continue his feast.

Neither of us broke eye contact while he sunk into my depths, having to lift my head to see over my little-baby mountain. His whiskers on my skin made me shiver, the prickles amping me up for the main event.

His tongue ran down my thigh, kissing me everywhere but my sex. It wasn't going to take much for me to get there, one flick would probably do it! But, he wouldn't grant me release.

"Please my love," I mewled. There weren't many things I wouldn't do to get off at that point. I was right where he wanted me.

"What's wrong princess?" He ghosted my clit, making my thighs tremble. "You seem a bit..." he circled his finger around my entrance. "Tense."

"I c,couldn't imagine, wwwhy." I managed in between gasps.

His large hand grasped at my buttock as he finally flicked his tongue over my nub, before burying himself. I'd never felt anything so intense in my whole life.

Everything melted around me. I threw my head back, toes curling at my euphoric release.

He lifted his head, ending his delicious torture. "You look fucking stunning when you come baby! I am like fucking steel right now!" He grabbed his sizeable package and gave it a single stroke through charcoal denim.

My breasts heaved as I recovered. Negan chuckled, before backing away.

My heart was about to explode. He couldn't just leave it there, could he? "Oh God! I want you inside me!"

Running his hand through his hair, he bared his teeth. "I call the shots here! I'll fuck you when I'm damn good and ready!"

I sucked in my bottom lip, raising a brow at my heavenly goal. "The outline of your jeans would tell me that time has come, Negan." Getting on all fours, I crawled toward him. "I thought you said I held all the cards, baby."

His eyes glistened, the chink in his armour exposed. Negan's voice dropped an octave, placing his hands in a protective position. "Please let me have this, Rackel."

The pleading tone threw me. I should've known.

He's come back to his home, and everything has changed. He had wolves after their own pound of his flesh. My world needed to know that he was such; it was my job to make sure he knew he was the master of the universe.

"Ask me who I am."

His eyes widened at my question. "What did you say?"

"Ask me who I am." I knelt on the bed with my hands on my thighs.

Flashing his canines, he whispered, "who are you?"

I looked into his chocolate orbs and said with absolute conviction, "I am Negan."

"Fuck yes you are."

Our lips crashed together as he guided me down with his broad chest, his man heat seeping through all his layers.

I went to run my hands under his shirt, but he cuffed them at my sides. "Uh uh, princess." He slowly released them, unzipping his fly and releasing his manhood. "No petting zoo for you, darlin'."

"Yes, Sir," I purred.

He swayed his narrow hips from side to side, spreading my legs as far as they could go, placing his cock at my entrance. "Tell me again. Who are you baby?"

As he speared into me, all matter of oxygen left my lungs. The words leaving my mouth silent. "Negan."

The grunts erupting from his parted lips made my already sensitive clit throb. The sensation of his dick filling me then disappearing, making me go crosseyed.

"Damn fucking straight, princess!" His tempo quickened, the buildup driving me crazy. "I've never had so much fun fucking myself." He laughed before howling like the alpha that he was.

I felt his cock twitch inside me, as he grabbed onto my hips, leaving bruises in their wake.

"I'm coming baby! Batten down the hatches." His thrusts becoming more shallow, desperate.

I could feel his powerful release, his whole body shuddering.

He stayed inside me while planting a kiss on my forehead, panting. "Who's your babies' daddy?"

I wrapped my legs around his hips, securing him in place. "You are."