Wife Contract And Love Covenants Novels & Stories

“My womb belongs to my Father-Husband; my pleasure is His divine will. Please… I need it.” The power surged through me, it was psychological, spiritual, carnal. I quickened my pace, watching her break. “Now. Cum for your me.” Sophia shattered with a cry, her first forced orgasm under the prayer’s command. Her walls clenched around my fingers, juices flooding my tongue as she trembled violently. “Father-Husband… yes… I accept… tentatively… the covenant.” I rose, holding her through the aftershocks, my cock throbbing against her thigh. Tenderly, I stroked her hair, whispering fabricated visions. “God showed me us united forever, our child as proof of the blood covenant. You are mine, Sophia. W

I drew a breath, tasting the faint sweetness of flowers mixed with the faint salt of the morning, and I spoke first, my voice steadying as I felt the warmth of his palm. “I, Cowrie, take you, Micah, to stand by your side through whatever comes, to protect, to cherish, and to honor you, for all the days we are given.” He lifted a hand, brushing it against mine, and his eyes softened. “And I, Micah, take you, Cowrie, as my wife, my partner, my constant, for every sunrise and every storm, to love without falter and without end.” Gavin’s voice was loud and clear: “By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife.”

This is a new beginning for you and your husband" She said, playing with my chin, while I only fake a smile. What did Mira know? She had no idea that my marriage was a loveless arrangement, a contract that explicitly excluded pregnancy. And now, I was carrying a child, violating the terms of our agreement. I had no idea what the consequences of breaking the contract would be, but I knew they wouldn't be good. My mind raced with fear and uncertainty, wondering what lay ahead.

Moving to the west, she says, “I call the spirits of water that they make their love deep, forgiving, exciting, and passionate. That they make their understanding of each other healing and flexible.” Finally, she moves to the north. “I ask the spirits of the earth to bring steadiness, stability, and the promise of a true home in each other’s arms.” Bella returns to us, smiling. “Citra and Michael, let there be no mistake. While the handfasting and Hecate recognize that love is dynamic and ever changing, you are making a sacred vow to one another that should not be entered into lightly. These vows that you make today signify that your souls are bound eternally, whether or not your bodies

He turned back to me and his eyes showed he dropped our little banter we had like two second’s ago. “That’s not going to work today darling. We will discuss it tonight and you will come to a conclusion before you leave this room.” I pout as I give my mum the same puppy eye look, she was always resistant to it, but it’s worth a try? To answer my question, no she’s still resistant to it. She turned to me with a look that said just try it out. Try what out? “I always believed marriage is a sacred thing, you get married to someone you love, just like you do mum and dad.” I take another breath and carry on “I don’t want to marry someone who I don’t love and then live miserably for the rest of my

“You marry someone, legally, for a set period. No emotions, no real attachment. You’d be helping him fulfill a requirement, and he’ll give you the money you need.” Aunt Jane’s voice was steady, almost too calm. Emma's mind was racing. Marriage? To a stranger? It was crazy. But Lukas needed her. She couldn't shake the picture of him always lying in that hospital bed, so weak and helpless. That's what made this insane decision seem like the only way out. “So… I just marry him, and that’s it? No strings?” Aunt Jane hesitated, then leaned back. “Yes, though there’s one more thing. For the duration, it's after you bear him a child, the contract ends.

Oh my god! “what?” Tress asked, “I just realized I’m screwed!” I said, she narrowed her eyes, not sure of what I just said. “yeah you are screwed, living at the same house after the wedding. I mean there will be a lot of…” she started saying I shot her one of my deadly glares, I blushed. “nothing ever will happen, Harris made sure of that. All of it was written in the contract” I said, she stood up “yeah, the contract won’t stop love Andy, I look and I feel love” she said, walking towards the kitchen leaving me there lost in my train of thoughts.

"I don't mean I can randomly shove my cock into any Terry, Dee or Harriet's mouth, though. That has to be special too. Same goes for going down on them." She was confused. "But for me, you…" "You are my wife." He responded matter-of-factly and it did nothing to eae her confusion. If anything, she was more confused. "But we both know that we have a contract marriage and when it ends…" She somehow felt reluctant to talk about what would happen once the contract period ended. Why did it sting? "What about that woman? Have you given up on her because she's married?" He looked at her in amusement. What a deadbrain. His beautiful, adorable deadbrain. He wove his hand through her hair and took in h

'Okay'we both said unisonly 'This is the rules *you both can stay in a house but not a room. We both nod agreemently * no sex no kiss I smirked.I can find that hard to do. Right now I wish I could just kiss her. She nod but I slowly nod * no felling in love unless the contract expired. * the expired date is 6months.by.then if you wanted to go your separate ways. I will divorce you and called the contract terminated . but if you by the way want to continue. We will do another real wedding legally' the lawyer said

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.