My Virgin Husband Novels & Stories

That man had taken her virginity, and she had to call him her husband? After a few seconds of hesitation, Morticia finally compromised. She said gently, "Husband." Then, her delicate face reddened in shyness. She was extremely unwilling to call Darryl her husband, but she had no choice. She could not stay there for too long. The longer she waited, the more disadvantageous it would be to her. Darryl nodded with a smile; he felt happy. He did not expect the once arrogant and cold Fiend Martyr would be so shy. The way she called him husband was quite pleasant.

Hiding in the restroom, she lowered her voice and said to the camera, “Guys, I ran into that crazy woman again. And get this, she’s married, but she’s sneaking around with another man behind her husband’s back.” The livestream instantly flooded with tens of thousands of viewers. The numbers kept climbing. I even lifted a finger and paid to boost her traffic, pushing her straight onto the trending page. Her fans were thrilled. “That’s disgusting. You ran into that psycho again? Is that woman stalking you?” “She’s cheating on her husband? Her man must not be enough for her.” Eugene was watching the livestream too, and the second he saw that comment, his expression darkened. “Honey, they’re rea

“What if I just tell him? He’s my husband. It would make sense.” Zayden's jaw clenched. “Scarlett…” “But then I remembered,” I cut in, laughing bitterly. “I told him I was a virgin.” His expression twisted. “I said it right to his face. That night. When he asked. I said I was a virgin. And now I’m pregnant?” I looked at Zayden with wide eyes. “How do I explain that? That I’m a pregnant virgin?” Zayden didn’t say anything. He just stared at me like he was trying to solve a math equation with no answer.

Everything my husband has done to me. - And, I am still a virgin. - Noooooo... - Yes. - That's not normal. - We need to find a solution. - I completely agree with you. - So, what should I do? - Why not give him an aphrodisiac? - No, - Yes. - Well, shall we decide? - He needs a little pill, and we must especially prevent him from going elsewhere. - Yes, especially that; we need to prevent him from calling one of his whores.

It was nice to know now. “But what if your husband won’t accept it and ditch you after your marriage because of your lack of virginity, what will you do?” I said that just to tease her. No one could be her spouse other than me. Even if one would try, I’d be the death of him. “And besides, you once slept with me willingly and yet you were about to do it again,” I batted my eyebrow at her which didn’t settle well with her. She let out an annoyed scream. “Just go away!” She shouted and fisted her hair in aggression. Hey, calm down.

His eyebrow shot into his hairline, and his face hardened. I gulped, feeling like I crossed a line by cutting him off abruptly. He was my husband but he was still the Alpha King. “I’m sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful.” “There’s no need for that. We are married” “I know.” I sighed. “I also know that being married comes with certain expectations, especially on the first night.” “And?” he slurred, sounding bored. “I’m not a virgin…I don't know what your expectations are… but I’m not pure.”

"Where did you sleep last night?" After freeing me, he went off to God knows where. I spent my wedding night alone, in a new place while my husband was probably balls deep inside some non-virgin female, fucking her to satisfaction. All because of what? My virginity. "In one of the rooms." He pulls me to a sitting position, wraps the duvet around my chest and I fling it. I want to flaunt my body. He murmurs, "I slept inside the house." I am not sure I believe him but I have lost interest in that conversation already, something else is calling my attention. I want to consummate our marriage. Now.

Then he said something. “Can you tell me about your husband? Who is he?” he inquired. “Archer Zion.” He raised his eyes and winked. “It is your responsibility to come to this hotel and sleep with me starting today. I want to bang that little cunt every day. “ “What! I am a married woman.” “You should have given it some thinking before you asked me to take your virginity.” “I’m sorry, but I’m not up to it!” “Then I’ll inform Mr. Zion Archer that I had an affair with you.”

“Complicated how?” He hesitates. “Emily. My secretary. She’s pregnant.” “How did that happen?” Ryan chuckles. “Is that a trick question?” “No. I’m asking how things progressed to that point.” Ryan rubs the back of his neck. “Julie—my wife—and I… we agreed to an open marriage. It was supposed to fix things, you know? She was distant, and I thought… maybe we needed something new. Something different. But the second I brought Emily home, Julie lost her mind. She went ballistic.”

he whispered while Violet's eyes widened in shock “ Uhhhh... No ... ” Violet stuttered breaking her gaze on him and looking away while blinking her eyes “ I am your husband ” Ryan said holding her palm gently “ I did say that to your stepmother so you could sleep for a while since you passed out ” Ryan answered his hands caressing Violet's turning and sending shivers down her spine . Violet wondered what this husband of hers was doing to her at that moment . She could not explain the tuggy feeling in her heart .she had better use her head and not let him lead her on .