Forced Marriage: Escaping Her Monster

"Why would I care about…" With a slight whimper, she paused. "What are you doing?" she tried to hold his hand that tried to unzip her dress.

"Nothing…" his voice was calm with a tinge of playfulness. 

As she struggled, he stopped his pursuit to undress her. Just as Jerlina was about to relax, his hands glazed over her chest and started to knead on her chest.

"Joel…" Jerlina said swallowing her moan.

"Hmm," his warm breath fell on her neck as he kissed her below the ear making her let out a short breath. 

All she could think now with his breath on her was the way she was pleasured in his embrace the day before. She could smell his strong pheromones that tuned the neurons of her brain making her want his embrace once more.

Her chest is the most sensitive spot on her body and once she gets teased there it would be hard for her to calm down.

Ah, sh*t! He cannot do this here! Not now. 

With her decision to not disturb him for three days, she didn't want to lose her mind once more. And it is time for lunch already.

He worked himself up with Viper today. She hasn't even checked his wound now and she wasn't sure if he is 100% fine.  But she knew he won't be able to handle her extreme desires anymore. She didn't want to get disappointed. 

But Jeremy wasn't thinking much except that he wanted to hear her moans. He had that urge suddenly.

With her dress still on, he pulled her bra down with his nimble fingers. Once again her flat chest is pretty interesting. Her little peak got out of the covering pretty easily and through the dress, he could sense her perked-up bud. He made circles on it with his index finger.

"Joel… lunch…"

She did try to protest but before she could do so, his mouth ended up over her small peak swallowing it whole and his tongue started to swirl around the small bud that rose under his stimulus.

Jerlina threw her head on the pillow she was resting her back on, and she ended up getting excited with her back curved up. The warm hand that was kneading her other peak, combined with the cold wetness that spread around her sensitive bud that contradicted the warmth and firmness of his tongue, made her lose her mind.

Her toes curled as his big hand ran through the length of her thighs and they slowly slithered towards her inner thighs. 

"Joel," she grabbed his hair as his fingers trailed on her thighs as his tongue didn't stop playing with her, muddling her senses.

*Knock* *Knock*

The knock at the strong wooden door made her jerk. "Joel!" she pushed him away remembering not locking the room. 

"Yes," She tried to fix her clothes but seeing the obvious wetness on her dress around one of her peaks she glared at him only to make him chuckle as if it amused him.

Pervert! 

The door opened softly and Jerlina struggled how to hide the obvious mark that would tell everyone what they were doing in the middle of the day. She tried to hide it by placing her hand above it but no matter how she placed her hand, it looked weird. 

Oh, shame! 

She saw a staff entering softly. It was at that moment she felt a tug by her waist and she almost screamed. Almost. But she was relaxed when she ended up on Jeremy's lap and he hugged her around her chest. With his strong arm around her chest, the wetness on her dress was entirely covered.

This guy is thoughtful!

She sighed in relief. 

Thoughtful? I am in this situation because of him!

She wanted to grumble but minding the staff she kept her quiet. 

"Lady Jerlina, the lunch…"

"Ah, yes, Joanna… We'll be out in five minutes," Jerlina said with a smile.

"Make it ten, Joanna," Jeremy said kissing her ear. 

Jerlina's eyes were on the middle-aged woman in the room with them. Although she seemed to be not caring about what they do, Jerlina felt shy as he acted intimate with her in front of another person. 

But… We are newly married and… this much is not too much! 

Joanna retreated after a small bow. 

"You nasty pervert," Jerlina pinched his finger. "I didn't bring anymore dresses and I need a dress to wear now," she looked at him with a pout. 

Jeremy shrugged and threw her on the bed. 

"I have to get ready," Jerlina bopped his nose as he leaned closer to her. 

"But you said you don't have a dress," he kissed her neck. 

She said she has to get ready but then she proceeded to bite her lips stealing his senses.

"I'll have to dry-" she clutched his forearm that was beside her waist as she loved the sensations of his little kisses on her neck.

She knew she had to get ready but she didn't want to get out of the gentle hold of her lovely husband. With her hands wrapped around his neck, she directed him to her lips. 

After making out for some time, Jeremy pulled back. "What a pervert," he chuckled. "Aren't you going to get ready?" he teased.

"Idiot!" Jerlina pushed him away and he stayed there like a mountain. "Move!" she tried to be angry but she ended up laughing. 

What should she do with a man like him?

Jeremy let her leave seeing her laugh. He loved seeing her with a laugh on her face.

"Have a look inside the closet," he pointed and Jerlina walked there thinking he wants to change his shirt.

That room had a large His and Hers closet and when she opened it, she was stunned to see some new dresses for her.

"How?" she asked peaking out." I packed your luggage!"

"I can see the future…and I teleported them here," he said with an exaggerated expression like a magician. 

"Suuure," Jerlina chuckled and walked in to change.

She saw the tags and her head spun. And each dress had a matching shoe. And the cost of the shoes... There were some new jewellery too.

I can buy a small home in the suburbs for the cost of these dresses, shoes and jewellery.

She saw him walking towards the closet and made sure she locked it inside. 

She didn't want to keep on changing dresses. It's already late.

Jeremy with a smile sat on the bed. He knew rich people like to change their clothes every hour and so he got her more dresses just in case. And he was glad they are all put to use.

Get pampered, my love! You deserve it.