Novel & Cerita Erotica Married

On the 99th day of asking my boyfriend, William Jones, to marry me, he finally said yes. However, on our wedding day, he never showed up. It wasn't until a guest noticed on social media that he had posted a marriage certificate a month earlier that I learned the truth. He had already been married for more than a month to his childhood sweetheart, Caroline Ashton. I stood frozen, everything around me feeling distant and unreal, while whispers rippled through the crowd. "William got married a month ago. So, Diana was the other woman all along?"

"All this just because I made you stand in the rain on New Year's Eve?" I cut her off, already tired of her spinning the narrative. "Stand in the rain? That's what you think this is about? Wow. You really do believe the world revolves around you, don't you? Who said I even wanted a kid with you? "We agreed before marriage that Ethan was going to be my only child. And don't pretend you didn't know how much I cared. You knew damn well. But you never trusted me. Never treated me like your husband. Not once did you talk to me like an equal. Even now, you act like you're still above me. Like all you have to do is snap your fingers and I'll come crawling back, just to play babysitter for free."

a voice, as cool as the floors, calls from behind me. My wife, Elara, floats into the room. She is a statue of elegance, draped in a silk robe that cost more than a small car. Her face is a perfect look of polite indifference. Our marriage is an extension of my business, a five-year contract designed to secure a merger between our two families. We share a name, a home, and a legacy, but we have no children and no real connection. We are partners in a cold, profitable venture.

More so, since I am going to be your wife! 'Stay within your limits!' he said, getting up from the bed and rubbing a hand over his eyes. What had just happened? 'I am in my limits!' Erica protested. 'I am engaged to you. We shall soon be married and coming to you to satisfy my sexual urge is not a crime. It is my right!' 'Then you wait till after the wedding is over!' he said, smoothening his hair back from his face as he moved about agitated. What had he almost done?

"My husband would love to have another woman come to bed with us. By the way, don't be surprised if Vicky comes over at some point." "What's her deal?" he asked. "She's married right?" "Yep," she replied. "She's married to a guy named Eric. From what I understand, she's one of those women that it's really hard to make have an orgasm," she explained. "The only one she's ever had, if she's to be believed, was from some guy in college who was about your size." "Wow!" he replied, unsure of what else to say. "So it's understandable that she's a little enamored of your situation," she said.

She was trying to pull herself together, but she was only unraveling further as reality faded. Lethargy spread through her body. She felt like she was floating through clouds. “Yes, my wife? Hmmm?” He kissed her, tasting each corner of her mouth. Harriet could feel the touch of his lips as vividly as she could feel his hot s*men inside of her. Tonight, they felt more connected than their last sex. And she knew why tonight was different. Because they were married. “Lucas. My Alpha.” Hearing the sweetest words ever, Lucas smiled so brightly. And then, his lips moved in slow, ecstatic response.

Why don't you read that and then decide? 'I can't do that. I'm a married woman' 'What on earth has that got to do with it? In fact many couples use erotica to spice up their sex lives.' I looked straight at Julia and added 'Assuming it needs additional spice' Julia nodded her head unconsciously confirming that hers did. I continued 'Now look just read this and tell me what you think'. 'I couldn't possibly read it with you here.' 'Ok. I'll go and make a brew and you can join me when you're done.' Without giving her chance to argue any more I turned and walked off to the kitchen.

Finally he said, "Wedding arousal." I remembered seeing that one on his computer, but I never opened it. "What's it about?" I asked. He didn't answer for a minute and finally lifted his head so he was looking at me. Then he said, "A girl who just got married and was very horny but, after the ceremony, her husband drinks too much and can't perform..." He trailed off at the end, looking at the floor.

I muttered huskily. "Oh...It's about Eric. He's back." She cried. The intensity at which I thrust into her was now slow-paced to give her the opportunity to discuss without screaming and shaking. "I know. Did he find the girl?" I asked, adding saliva to my shaft for faster lubrication. "Yes. He did. She's married to him..." It made me burn and I Fu*ked Maisy with the rage I felt. She screamed harder but meeting my thrust like she enjoyed the moment.

As he said this I held my chest tight, his words hit me hard like an arrow had pierced me straight at my heart and it was painful. “Dante..” hot tears streamed down my eyes. “There’s no need for you to be here, Erica. I had gotten married to you because I wanted a child from my mate, but you haven’t even given me a child, not even a miscarriage. You know you are not the type of woman I want. You are a pathetic worthless wolf, Erica. Leave. Sign the papers and leave.” He picked up the file he had left back on my Vanity table and handed it to me.