Novel & Cerita Master's Untamed Wife

“Tell me about your wife.” The light returns to Stephan’s eyes, and he begins to describe the image of a woman with bleached blonde hair and green eyes, with freckles dotting her nose and the lower sides of her face sparingly. Then he goes further to describe her as a woman with good morals and a cheerful nature. He brings out his phone and shows them a picture of her. She is a beautiful woman. - Natalia is alone in the mansion as Noah and Stephan had gone out for a game of tennis and probably some drinks afterwards, knowing him. Noah had told her in private not to come with, as they were going out as men, and she was a woman.

She was captured by those damned bastards. Andrius was instantly filled with killing intent. He looked at the corpses and sneered. “It’s just a mountain. I have nothing to fear. Lead the way.” Seeing his calm demeanor and how he effortlessly killed so many experts, Selene began to believe him somewhat. She asked curiously, “Who are you?” “I’m your Master, Luna’s, husband.” “What...” Selene was shocked and struck by realization. It was no wonder that Andrius’ aura immediately became violent when he heard that her master was captured by Eastrock Mountain. It was because her master was his wife.

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

Xena asked impatiently, "Tell you what?" Hamish said, "Wife, fiancee, girlfriend, pick one. I can't let you get away with bullying me without any commitment!" Xena exclaimed in frustration at Hamish’s excitement, "I haven't even come to settle scores with you yet, but you're already demanding something from me." Hamish replied, "I didn’t say I won't take responsibility. I can do it all at once. Let's get married." Xena noticed that Hamish suddenly changed, becoming someone who did not care about anything else and just wanted to lock her down.

I half expected a call to come in claiming the blade had gone missing. This was starting to look like stalemate, but I knew I was missing something. So I went through the reports before me while Jessica and Kehan continued to go back and forth with him. “How is your wife doing, Mr. Minders?” Orion broke his silence for the first time. Charles’ composure falter then. “It says on paper you’re a widower but your tenants swore you had a woman live with addressed as your wife till three months ago or there about.”

One making her feel seen, the other making her feel claimed. Her eyes fluttered closed. Her body yielded, even as her mind screamed confusion. And when the night finally settled, both brothers had taken from her different, yet the same. Her chest rose and fell, tears at the corners of her eyes, though her lips still tingled from their kisses. She felt bound, trapped, yet also changed forever. Damian leaned down, his lips brushing her ear for the final word of the night. “This is only the beginning, wife. From now on, you will never belong to just one man. You are ours.”

The whole fucking time it was her. The moment she called me ‘master’ it was like my brain cracked. The walls separating my sub and my wife crumbled to the ground. I spend her naked form around and open the doors to our private deck. High wooden walls on the left and right. Straight ahead just the ocean and the end of the storm.

Of course they didn’t. Maids weren’t taught. Servants weren’t guided. No one invested in a girl who was never meant to rise above the bottom rung. He seemed to understand every unspoken truth. “I can help you,” he said after a moment, voice rough but sincere. “When we reach my lands, I’ll teach you everything. How your senses work. What awakening feels like. What your body has been denying you.” My breath hitched. “Denying me?” “Yes,” he murmured. “Your wolf has been caged too long. But I can help bring her forward.”

They better pray I die in here else I would make sure they never see the light of another day. He stepped closer to the bed once more, his expression unreadable as he approached my restrained body. I couldn't understand what he was trying to do as I begged him to let me go, but he wouldn't, and soon he started to strip off his pants. I shivered in shock as I realized he was a gay man. "I don't do men. Please gay man, just let me go." I begged. "I'm not a gay man. I'm a gay Lord!" He corrected and dipped his fingers into my anus roughly about six times before I felt him penetrating really hard and roughly. At this point, I felt like I was about to die.