My Virgin Husband Novels & Stories

He smiled wider as panic fluttered in my chest. He shifted positions, lying on his stomach now, his head turned toward me. “How was it, Hera? Did I do well for our first honeymoon?” His voice was playful, teasing. My face blazed. I had no idea how to answer—how could I? I’m a virgin, I know nothing about this. How did we even get on this topic? Shit—I should’ve known. We’re supposed to be married, after all. “Hmm? Did I make you feel good that night?”

I stared back at him, oddly thrilled by our closeness and a little excited. "You know what? You’re right. You’re not stupid. You’re just a dirty cheat on your soon-to-be husband. And to think you were a virgin. I can’t even imagine the men you’ll be with once I marry you," he snarled, releasing me and pacing the room. I rubbed my arms, slightly relieved he let go, but some part of me longed for him to stay close. "How am I a cheat? I never cheated on you. We're not even married yet! And what do you mean by virgin. We're you wondering if I was a virgin?. I asked greatly surprised by Is uncontrolled words and worried expression.

I said calmly, “Rather than adopting a furbaby, why don’t we get a divorce? Then you can have an actual baby with her.” … My husband, the award-winning actor Jonas Yves, held a grand confession ceremony for another woman. He publicly declared their relationship on the Internet, making headlines and moving hearts. As for me, his wife of eight years, I could only watch the raucous interview from the side like an outsider. The journalists on the scene were in an uproar. The fans in the front row were celebrating. The next second, Jonas put a matching ring on her finger. Under the spotlight, they looked like a perfect couple.

He pulled away, his breathing heavy as he looked down at me—then lower, where my blood marked his half-erect cock. “Avery,” he murmured, something shifting in his gaze. “You were a virgin?” I curled into myself, my back throbbing, my ring finger aching, my entire body torn between pain and something far worse. Shame. “How is that possible?” he pressed, pulling away completely, still staring at the proof of what he’d just done. “I want to know—how the hell were you a virgin? You were married to Chase for five years. Even if you never had anyone before him, Chase isn’t the kind of man to go five years without—”

And how I wish I didn't open my eyes and remain close, because when I looked at him, my mouth was agape as I found him smirking. -'Really, on my forehead? What am I, your grandmother?'- And an idea suddenly came across my mind. I raised my eyebrow as I moistened my lips and bit the bottom while looking directly into his eyes. And bingo! I didn't miss how his hazel brown eyes turned into almost brown. I also noticed his intake of sharp breath and the slight opening of his mouth. -'Huh! Serves you right, my dear 'husband'! Yes I'm still a virgin, but I'm not stupid!'-

I was ready to do this with him, and him dragging his feet was tiring. “I overhead on the plane when you admitted to Sharron that you are a virgin. I don't want to take that from you until you are sure it's what you want and if you want it with me.” My ever considerate husband told me. Oh, now it all made sense. How he always told me that I didn't have to do anything I wasn't ready for. I kissed him lightly on the lips and said, “I have never been more certain about any other thing.”

♡VIRANICA POV♡ Till today I never seen a guy abducting his wife for honeymoon what the hell did I accept him as my husband no way but why the hell I married him I'm laying on bed and thinking all these things he lifted me and took to watch sunset I'm feeling sleepy and slept off on him only in the morning when I opened I seen him sleeping still I tried to move but his hold on me was too tight he opened his eyes and said "escaping from husband is not good kitten" I rolled my eyes he chuckled why he never gets angry oops my mistake he gets angry when I tries to harm myself

Anyway, she felt nothing could possibly go wrong with her bearing that name from now on. Whenever he thought of that name, he would think only of her. He would even believe that he had gotten her name tattooed on him, that would definitely make him love her more. She smiled at that thought. “And you’re Manuel, my husband. You got hit by a truck while coming back from work last week.” She’d have to get used to calling him that. He blinked. Fiona couldn’t tell if he had any more questions. He had an unreadable look on his face.

And trust me that man was worse than me. He wanted to have his revenge from your husband and for that he is ready to spoil you. You know that he knows everything about you and your husband's personal life. Even he knows that your husband didn't touch you until now. You both do not share a husband wife relationship. And you are still a virgin. But so sad Annika after tonight You won't be a virgin anymore. And your husband will never touch you..even he will not look towards you...tch tch.