CHIARA

I was quite surprised when I received a notification from Instagram saying that Ezekiel tagged me in a post.

Curious, I opened Insta to see that he posted our mirror selfie which I took in the infinity room while kissing. The caption under it read: 'MINE ❤️'

I blushed hard at that and liked it and reposted it even.

There were several comments under that but I focused on the ones from our family.

marcelo_ludovica: TMI 🤢

cyrus_The Genius_: oh my fucking god!!! I knew it!

Lili.th: OMG!!! 😍😍

Silvio as usual didn't comment anything and simply liked the picture and he also liked Lilith's comment. He is whipped for sure.

Yesterday was fun-filled and like a dream and Ezekiel's post today just made my day.

As expected, I soon received a call from Dad.

He didn't even bother with any greetings and came straight to the point. "I saw Ezekiel's post." He sounded so excited.

"Since when did you start to use Insta?"

"I don't. Lorelie does and she showed it to Jeremiah who sent the screenshot to me. All that aside, just tell me it wasn't for show."

I smiled. "No. It was real."

"Thank God. Finally." He sighed. "I am glad you both set aside your differences and made peace."

"Uh-huh. Is that all you wanted to ask?"

"Yes. You go enjoy." And he abruptly hung up the call.

I can't believe my Dad is more excited than me.

Chuckling, I set my phone aside and walked out of the room to search for my husband.

He did say he was going to workout so I walked down and went in the direction of his gym.

Entering the gym, I found him shirtless, in just a pair of grey sweatpants, a punching bag was hanging from the ceiling and he was taking out all his frustrations at it.

I watched mesmerized as his muscles rippled with every movement, his body glistening with sweat.

Licking my lips, I leaned my back against the door and watched him in fascination.

A minute later, his lips twisted up and his movements slowed. Without glancing at me, he drawled, "Enjoying the show, wife?"

"Yup. Please continue."

Chuckling, he shook his head but continued nevertheless.

"But...I am surprised that you train so hard, I don't understand why..." I trailed off.

He cut a glance at me. "I received the same training as your brothers and Cyrus."

"Wait, what? I didn't know that. But you didn't want to work for our family, then why?"

His focus was on the punching bag only and he said, "I did all that training with only one thing in my mind that I might not be the best husband in the world but at least I can keep my wife safe."

My breathing slowed, I was foolish to think that marrying him will make my life a hell when all it did was bring me to heaven.

I made my way over to him and hugged him from behind, pressing my cheek to his back.

He stopped punching the bag and his palm came to rest over mine on his torso. "What are you doing?"

"Hugging you."

"Why, my heart?"

"Because you are the best husband in the world."

I could hear his heart racing and I was glad I wasn't the only one going mad for him.

His palm tightened on mine for a second and then he was removing my hands from around him.

I frowned in confusion but that soon morphed into a moan when he turned around and slammed his lips on mine.

He grabbed my face in between his palms, tilted my head and plunged his tongue inside my mouth.

The intensity of the kiss rendered me speechless and it was hard for me to keep up with him yet I tried my best, stroking his tongue with mine.

He bent down and grabbed me by my thighs and pulled me into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I soon found myself pressed against the wall, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

His erection pressed firmly against my pussy and gasping I parted away and he nibbled and sucked on my jaw.

"Ezekiel..." I moaned, grinding myself over his erection, needing friction. "I need you."

His mouth moved down to my neck, his tongue licking its way down to my cleavage.

"Fuck." He groaned and gripped my hips firmly, stopping my movements. "Stop or I will cum already."

Lifting his head, he pressed his forehead to mine, breathing heavily.

"Why did you stop?" I whimpered.

"Just give me a minute, my heart, or this will be over before we could start."

I chuckled hoarsely. "Oh."

We breathed against each other's mouths and I took that opportunity to press an open-mouthed kiss right under his ear and he shuddered. "Chiara." He warned.

That didn't stop me as I continued to kiss down his neck and even grazed his Adam's apple with my teeth making him groan.

"Enough." He grunted and covered my mouth with his.

Holding me tightly, he removed me from the wall and carried me out of the gym without breaking the kiss.

He paused at the stairs, pressing me to the railing and continued devouring me. He grabbed the straps of my dress and pulled it down, exposing my bare breasts and burying his face in between them.

But his grip over my hips stopped me from relieving myself.

"Stop torturing me." Grabbing his head, I lifted it up so I could kiss his lips, giving a bite to his lower lip.

He chuckled softly into the kiss and continued carrying me up the stairs.

More than kissing, it felt like he was eating me with his mouth, our tongues clashing together, teeth knocking into each other which only made me chuckle sheepishly but he swallowed that sound with his mouth.

He placed me on the bed, breaking the kiss and standing up, looking down at me so intensely it made my heart flutter.

His pupils were dilated, jaw clenched as he rubbed his palm over his face as if trying to control himself.

"Eeel?"

His eyes locked with mine and he dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed and grabbing the hem of my dress, pulled it all the way down, leaving me in just a pair of panties.

"Just fuck me already," I demanded, trying to grab him.

But he took my hands and pressed them on either side of my body. And he kissed the side of my knee lingeringly. "Let me worship my wife first."

I wasn't sure if I wanted to kill or kiss him for that. I was dying for an orgasm.

He buried his face in between my legs, kissing my clit through my panties making me pant.

When I made a move to remove my panties, he slapped my wrist. "Hands to yourself."

The sternness in his tone made me gulp and I placed my hands away and let him slowly and torturously pull my panties down.

He smirked when he saw how wet my panties are before dropping them on the floor and he threw my legs over his shoulders.

He shot me a wink before he took a long lick of my pussy making me groan.

The tip of his tongue flicked my clit making my legs tremble and lock around his head and he soon buried his tongue inside me.

My mouth opened in a soundless scream as he fucked me with his tongue and I was already about to cum.

But way too soon, he removed his tongue and stood up.

"Hey." I protested and leaned up to grab him but he climbed over me, covering my body with his and kissed me.

His hand founds its way in between my legs, cupping my pussy and ran my hands over his back.

Pulling back, he kneeled over me and plunged two fingers inside me.

He worked his fingers inside me making me writhe underneath him and then he was pushing a third finger into me.

I gasped and gripped his hands. "Ah, too tight."

"Relax, wife. You can take it."

Leaning down, he captured my nipple in his mouth, flicking it with his tongue which relaxed me enough to be able to take all his fingers.

I grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and started to pull it down. "Just get inside me already."

His fingers paused and he buried his face in between my breasts, chuckling nervously. "I am afraid I will cum very quickly."

He sounded so embarrassed about it so I took his face in between my palms and kissed his forehead. "It's okay, Ezekiel. It's our first time and whatever happens, will be perfect I am sure."

He sighed. "I will hardly be able to last."

"So what? I am not going anywhere. I am sure you will get better over time."

He dropped a kiss on my swollen lips. "You are fucking perfect, Chiara. Thank you for being my wife."

"I think you should thank our dads for that."

He rolled his eyes and gave my thigh a slap. "Are you sure you want to talk about our dads right now?"

Laughing, I locked my hands around his neck and urged him to remove his sweatpants.

He was hard and dripping with pre cum and I had no doubt whatsoever about giving my virginity to him.

I love him and that's all that matters.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug the heel of my foot into his lower back. "It's okay."

Cupping my cheek, he captured my lips in a deep kiss and with his other hand he played with my clit as the tip of his cock nudged my entrance.

I gasped and panted into his mouth as he started to push his cock further inside. Being so wet helped with the pain.

I only felt a pinch of pain and some discomfort as he finally seated himself deep inside of me.

As he kept playing with my clit and gave me some time to adjust, I could feel myself cumming already.

I lifted my hips up making him slide further inside and he shut his eyes firmly. "Fuck."

"You can move. Please." I begged him.

And then he was moving, slow and steady, our whimpers and moans filled the room.

He placed his mouth next to my ear and hearing his every groan and whimper made me even more wet.

He soon picked up a pace, thrusting into me, his balls slapping against my skin, his pelvis pressing into my clit.

He must have insane control because unlike what he said, he didn't cum immediately.

His cock brushed against a sweet spot inside of me and at the same time he pinched my clit lightly and I came instantly.

My orgasm triggered his and his thrusts turned sloppy and shallow and then he was cursing and whimpering and biting my neck as he came inside me.

We stayed like that for a long moment before he lifted his head to stare at me.

"Well, you did last longer than expected." I teased.

He blushed and rolled his eyes. "Shut up."

"But I loved it," I told him. "It was wonderful, Eeel."

He kissed my forehead lingeringly. "Hmm, I agree."

Wrapped in his embrace, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world and I could only wish for a husband like him for everyone.