Help! My Beast Husband Pampers Me Too Much! Novels & Stories

he said playfully as I lifted him into my arms. “Put your legs around me, baby.” I ordered. He did as he was told. Good boy. When we pulled away, I stared at his masked face and I, his. Then I smiled like an unhinged maniac on drugs. Because I am. BE is the drug and I'm the addicted motherfucker who can't get enough of him. Three orgasms later, we were dressed and ready to go. “Do you really have to go?” BE pouted his lips and I can't resist kissing him. Matter of fact, I don't.

There were condolences from family and friends, a funny meme from Mindy, and a slew of trending news alerts. The photos on the trending feed showed Albert with a face full of despair. There was also a shot of him ruthlessly slapping Summer twice in the party hall. The term “devoted husband” became linked to his name. The messages from Albert kept coming. [I miss you.] [Please, tell me this is all a lie.] [I should have just taken you with me. This is all my fault.] I gave a sarcastic smile and swiped to the chat with Mindy. [Babe, we can move on to step two.]

“Are you okay baby?“ My husband asks me softly and I almost roll my eyes at him, I wish Stephen would step up and do something with me but he is such a bore. How can I look like this as the age of 36, with big tits that are soft and appetizing, an ass that is to die for and with my sexy hourglass figure and all he wants to do is have vanilla sex. All he wants is to give me a few kisses, whip out that big cock he never knows how to use and then put it in me. It's so sad that he has such a fat cock and he never does much with it, he goes in and out, in and out and then he's done, snoring away like he has done God's work.

I immediately stood up from my seat and walked over to him. "Come on," I ordered him as he immediately helped me walk. My stomach is big but I can walk. I didn't want him to support me at first but I just got used to him. No matter how much I begged him not to because I could, he still didn't comply. He is also like my two curled up companions always when I go to the hospital. "Slowly, my dear princess," he said making me roll my eyes. "You can beat your wife if you can take care of me," I promised him with a laugh.

I put a hand on my husband’s shoulder as we drank. “I was thinking about having some fun with you when we finish our drinks,” I said. “I’m gonna have to finish my drink faster then,” my husband said as he took a big gulp of his drink, but he didn’t down the whole thing. He took his time with the rest and put a hand on my thigh, feeling the skin just under my short shorts. “I can’t control myself around you whenever I’m drinking. It feels like I have a beast inside of me that just wants to eat you up.”

••ARABELLA POV•• "Shameless? I don’t think so," he smirked with a flirty smile on his face. "After all, I’m your husband, and it’s my job to make all your fantasies come true, so it's one of my duties." "Yes, I read that, a good husband treats his wife well, and respects her," Abigail supported Xander's statement, holding up her phone, "how to be a perfect husband! It's an article Mommy, in that this content exists."

It's safe to say my husband is a pussy tycoon, a pussy dealer. I’m my husband’s bargaining chip, he auctions my pussy to the highest bidder and oh, he loves to watch men with big cocks stretch out my cunt and fuck me. You may be wondering about me… I love it! It's all about seeing my pussy stretch around their big cocks, and most especially, moaning to my husband stroke his cock and jerk off on me when they’re done.

I said, "they aren't even sore anymore. I'm just hoping my head is better. I need to get to practicing" He said, "don't do too much, too fast. You'll do more harm than good. So, what is your impression, so far, of my daughter's mate?" I said, "He is absolutely perfect for her. You can tell she is already his whole world. He felt bad because he forgot I was even here for the first five minutes". Beau laughed, "It's that damn mate bond". I laughed and agreed. Just then Leah approached me, "well, Abby, how are you feeling?" I said, "believe it or not, I feel really good. My ribs aren't even sore anymore," then I gave her a big hug and said, "are you excited to have a son-in-law now?"

"Babe. Don't you think we're taking this too far? It's been about a month since you saw your husband. Don't you think that dumbass can get suspicious? What if he's actually not as stupid as we think." "Xander…" I crawled to sit on his lap, stretching my hands to wrap them across his neck, and creasing my leg around his waist. I shifted closer to his torso and tugged his neck closer to me so he could fix his eyes on mine. "That husband of mine is totally foolish. I promise you. There's no way he'll find out about this. He can't even be suspicious. He's so daft to that point. You need to believe my words babe."

I knew the bitch before I wanted an answer, and I would give it to her. "I am his wife, and the baby Nana just carried is Andre's. Couldn't you tell by the warm welcome and the meal prepared, or was the fleet of cars that brought me here a joke to you?" Stefanie scowled, and I saw her eyes almost bulge out. She never expected I'd say such and I was satisfied. "What are you still doing here?" I gritted my teeth at her as I eyed her from her head to her toe. A freaking whore!