She was told to detest people like him. He kissed her long and hard on the mouth, upon the Priests request.
She pinched him on the arm closest to the Priest, so no one in his family saw it. It did the trick and he broke the kiss. She saw the smile and tears on his mothers face. His father held no expression. He looked like stone.
His brother seemed annoyed by it all.
"Congratulations! Welcome to the Family, Bunny." His mother said as she embraced her.
Bunny wasn't expecting the public show of affection. It was awkward for her.
"Mom." Rome called.
"What?" She answered, still hugging Bunny.
"Can't you see you're embarrassing her." He pointed out.
"How can I embarrass her when I was just congratulating her. " She rolled her eyes at him.
Bunny just stood beside him. It all felt like a dream. She was married. No one from her family was here to see it. No one she knew was aware that she was getting married. She wondered what her mother was going to say when she found out the news.
"Alright, we will give you guys your privacy."His father finally spoke up.
He patted Rome on his shoulder. Rome's mother kissed him on his cheek, then gave Bunny's hand a nice encouraging squeeze, then they all left them alone. They were alone together on the patio. The morning sun shined brightly upon them. She felt her upper lip begin to sweat.
The sound of the ocean reminded her where she was.
"It's done." He spoke to her finally.
"Yes. It is." She agreed, still terrified of him.
"You are mine now." He told her.
Silence.
"Say it." He demanded.
"No." She snapped back.
"What did you say to me?" His eyes bore into hers.
"You heard me. Look, I went along with this, but don't think I am your little lap dog who will do anything you say." She told him in a no nonsense tone of voice.
"So tough." He mocked her, then gently pushed her.
She stumbled.
"I'm not tough." She snapped.
"No. Cold would be more like it." He insulted her.
"How dare you." She backed away from him.
"Don't act so surprised. You are cold. You only married me to get back to your old life before daddy got popped." He spat.
He was the one who told her she had to do this and now he was using it against her. She didn't say anything then.
"I hit a nerve." He kept going.
"No. I just....don't want to argue." She was being honest. She looked at him then. The cruelty disappeared.
"You are right," he said. Forgive me. Come, let's go inside and get out of this heat."
He took her by her hand once more and led her back into his house. It felt ten degrees cooler. They were once more inside his bed chambers. She stood there. He closed the door behind him and wasted no time getting out of his tuxedo.
She watched. He was unbuttoning his dress shirt when he spoke to her.
"Come here. Let me get you out of that gown." She obeyed him, and walked over to him and turned around.
From the short time she knew him she knew he was a very volatile person and at this point she just wanted this day over and done with.
"This dress has a lot of buttons. Please bear with me." He said.
It took him a while but he got her out of the gown slid down ad she was left in her satin undergarments and white garter and stockings. He rubbed her collar bone and slid his had underneath her strap letting it slide down.
He looked at her then. She felt like his eyes bored into hers. This was all so strange, and yet, she felt deep down that this was what she deserved. He grabbed the back of her neck and roughly pulled her up against him. Rome kissed her coarsely and she felt like she couldn't keep up with his lips.
He was in a fervor. Just like the night before. He ripped the straps of her chemise slip then and her breasts were exposed. Her squeezed and massaged her breasts. His hands were experienced and she felt herself grow wetter and wetter by his rough ministrations.
"Undress." He commanded.
He took a few steps back and drank her in. She knew she shouldn't feel vulnerable or exposed but she did. This man had kidnapped her, forced her to marry her and was now seducing her to the point her mind was dizzy. She took off the remainder of her clothing, excluding her thigh high stockings and heels.
"I said undress," he repeated.
"Oh.. I thought-"
"I know what you thought," he interjected. "You thought I would want my whore wife to leave her heels and stockings on. I want you completely naked and bent over on the bed, now."
She swallowed hard.
His admission was sexual and his way dominating. She took the remainder of her clothing off and stood by the side of the bed. He walked over to her bent her over and spread her legs wide. She almost fell on the bed but his forearm was secure around her tiny waist. In one swift movement he was inside her deep.
She yelped. He didn't stop. He pounded her hard. His rhythm quick and wanton. He was driving her over a cliff.
His hand squeezed her buttocks and then slapped it hard. She let out a cry and her walls tightened around him. She felt herself orgasm all over him unexpectedly. She tried to put her hand behind her to slow him down, but he wasn't having any of that. He pushed her hand away.
She tried once more and that time he tied her arm, locked it, and then pulled her up.
She yelled out in pain and was surprised at the rush of pleasure she felt on top of it. He was stretching her in so many ways. His pounding was relentless. She felt herself building up once more. she whimpered and moaned.
She was helpless to his pleasure assault. She orgasmed this time her juices squirt down her legs and his. She was embarrassed. She tried once more to dissuade him. It didn't stop him. It had the opposite effect.
It excited him and he kept going. She fell forward and he fell with her, not letting her break their union. His full weight wasn't on her. He held her hips upward,pulled himself out, and then opened her buttocks wide.
"I didn't get to sample this. Now you're my wife I will."
At those words she held on to the covers and put her hands on his upper thighs to stop him from ramming.
"N-No! Please!" She cried out!
He pressed his mushroom tip further still into her tight sphincter. Bunny tried to reach back and push his hips once more. There was no such luck. Instead, when she reached around he grabbed her arm and held it behind her back. She was in a very precarious position. He leaned forward and placed feather kisses in-between her shoulder blades, making goosebumps appear on her soft, supple skin.
Her eyes had once again drifted closed from his delicious ministrations. She felt him smack her hard on her left, butt cheek.
"Ouch!" She cried out in pain.
He did it again. She tried to squirm free, but every time she did she could feel his rod pressing harder on her sacred opening. She knew if she wanted to stay intact, she couldn't fight him. She noticed after the third hard slap, he was done punishing her. She was happy about it, but made sure to stay still.
He really was unpredictable.
He spoke then,"That was for pinching me earlier when I kissed you at our wedding. What a mean thing to do," he said, and guided her hips further back still.
"I-I'm sorry!" She still couldn't move.
"Are you?" He asked, not giving up. He seemed amused at her current dilemma.
"Yes! Please, don't!" She begged him, and suddenly he let go of her.
She lost her balance and fell onto the bed, landing face first. She quickly rolled onto her back to look up at him. His expression was unreadable. He laid down on the bed as well. He pulled the sheets back and they both got in. Bunny was roughly hauled up against Rome's masculine frame.
It was hard and warm, his bare groin rested on her buttocks. She lay there in silence. She was afraid to move. In bed he had just shown her who was really in charge in this relationship. It was him.
The spanking had caught her off guard. It made her wonder what other creative ideas he had to punish her. She heard him snoring. She turned around to see he was fast asleep. She tried to move to get more comfortable. He opened one eye, looking like a lion who was toying with his prey. He said one word to her.
"Rest..."