He immediately picked her up bridal style, his strong embrace warm and welcoming as he carried her to the huge king sized bed.

Laying her down gently in the centre of the bed, his eyes raked up and down at her naked body that was presented to him, The bathrobe being the piece of cloth that hindered him from seeing the rest of her. Anissa felt conscious and tried to cross her knees together and fold her arms around her chest but he was quick. Climbing on top of her, he grabbed her wrists and gently pushed them aside.

His strong masculine scent invaded her senses. She pursed her lips tightly as his head dipped to her chest and her right breast met with his warm wet mouth. He sucked hard and bit on her nipple, causing her to yelp.

This is really happening. She thought as she body begun to shake.

His hand travelled south and stroked her glistening slit.

She bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Her heart beat was erratic. If I don't black down then I'm to faint of tachycardia. She thought to try to lighten herself. His fingers just lingered on her lower lips but didn't penetrate.

He was clearly teasing her. And it wasn't good on her. Her core ached and in a good way as well.

"Tara, open your eyes," Shehryaar said and cupped her cheek tenderly.

She shook her head and turned away when she felt his breath close to her lips.

"Open your gorgeous eyes, Tara," he coaxed.

She was surprised at how soft his tone was. this was probably the first time he wasnt using his usual dominant harsh tone with her. this caused her to obey and slowly open her eyes only to get locked in his mesmerising grey ones.

His were full of so much wanting and desire, the grey hidden behind his dilated pupils.

"Don't stray from me. Keep your eyes on me tonight." He commanded in a low yet firm voice.

"Shehry?" she murmured. But her breath hitched when she saw something that she had never seen before.

His lips were curled into a genuine smile that clearly reached his eyes. It was so breathtaking. Indeed, it made his already God-like features look even more ample and enticing. He had never smiled at her. she had always wondered what he would look like with an actual smile on his face. and now she had the chance to see it. Her cheeks exploded with colour. Unconsciously, her hand came up, her fingers gently gliding against his brows, slowly down to his striking cheekbone and sharp outline of his jaw.

Shehryaar stopped under her touch. He was surprised as well for this was the first time she was touching him. Her long pale slender fingers were so soft against his rough callous tanned skin.

She was like a goddess in his embrace.

So enchanting.

So tantalisingly stunning.

His mind drifted off to the moment when he used to describe her.

'One day, she'll be mine. I'll cherish her so much. I'm so glad I got to see her and claim her as mine. Soon, I'll have her.'

He used to tell Shehryaar this so much and Shehryaar would to feel extremely powerless at that time.

He would feel broken and alone.

Anissa was his.

Shehryaar had her first but he had to come in between him. Because he knew that Shehryaar wouldn't treat Anissa right.

Smirking to himself, he thought haughtily. Oh but she's mine now. I hope your watching brother, because I'm about to claim her. And when I'm done, I'll be having my way with her.

You were never meant to have her brother. She was always mine the moment I had laid my eyes on her.

I'll not only fuck her.

I'll taint her.

I'll corrupt her.

I'll break her until nothing is left.

She won't be the same.

She won't be the woman you fell for.

Rather she'll be my woman. A woman who'll be marked by me. I'll blemish each and every inch of mind, body and soul with my marks until the existence you wanted of her would cease to exist.

Anissa saw his eyes stare at her blankly and his expression passive as if he was deep in thought.

Slowly, her fingers gingerly grasped his jaw while her thumbs caressed his full lips.

Shehryaar leaned into her touch, his eyes closing. His nostrils flared as he took in her delicious vanilla scent.

And when his eyes opened, they were full of conviction.

He got off the bed and pushed down his shalwaar along with his boxers.

His hard large length sprung free, colliding with his abdomen just below his belly button, the tip meeting with his spectacular abs.

Anissa swallowed hard as her eyes widened on looking at him.

He's so big. He's huge! she panicked.

Even though she had seen so many penises while studying medicine and even assisted in some vasectomies, the real thing made her even more nervous as she cheeks flared up further, her heart skyrocketing and her core pulsated with things wet need.

Shehryaar smirked, pleased to see her reaction. He got back on top of her.

Anissa flinched when his rock hard cock collided with her thigh.

Her body began to shiver and quake.

Shehryaar noticed and immediately engulfed her mouth in a fiery kiss. He was well aware of her dysfunction and he was determined to rid of it so that he may have her fully.

I'll replace the pain that was given to you. After all, you'll be needing to be free from it for the pain that I will be giving you. His sinister mind conjured.

He grabbed a hold of her wrists, his stomach weighing down on hers and pushing her further into the mattress as his knees came in between her legs.

"Who am I Tara?" Shehryaar murmured sultrily in her ear, his lips grazing over of her lobe, his hands putting hers on his shoulders.

Anissa swallowed and gripped his shoulders while his hands spread her thighs apart.

"Shehryaar," she whispered.

"No Tara, Shehry." He corrected, his eyes trained on the freshly healed scar of his name under her collar bone. He was absolutely mesmerised by it. It was the first ever brand he had given to a person and that honour belonged to none other then his wife.

He leaned down and his tongue licked at it as his name covered the entire length og her beauty bone. Anissa shivered, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Shehry," he murmured against her skin. "Only yours. Your Shehry," he rasped and looked up into her eyes.

Grey to hazel.

"Say it." He commanded in a thick hoarse voice.

"Shehry," Anissa complied. Shehryaar gave her a small satisfied smile.

"You're so fucking perfect. And all mine. Say your mine." He urged, his tone demanding.

Anissa hesitated. She didn't want to say it but she feared the moment might be broken if he threatened her so she complied.

"I'm yours."

He grinned in delight.

Anissa gasped when two of fingers slid into her wet slippery passage and pumped in and out relentless while his thumb circled her clitoris.

Anissa shudders, her lips parting releasing her moans as his hand drove her to her climax. She felt elated as she reached for her peak and just as she was about to jump into bliss, Shehryaar stopped.

Her eyes snapped opened and she whimpered.

He smirked as he sucked his fingers clean of her wet need."What do you want Tara?" He asked, his face coming close to hers.

She bit her lip, her back arching. "I-I want,"

"That's right. What do you want?"

"I don't want to be left like this." She breathed.

Shehryaar chuckled, his lips meeting her sensitive pulse under her ear.

She jumped and gasped aloud when she felt the tip of his cock rubbing against her wet lips, coating in her wet lubricating nectar.

Her lips quivered, her hazel eyes became misty with tears of agony as her mind shifted to the night of her worst fears. Her breath got caught in her throat. Her mind started to see black.

She felt strangled.

She felt lost.

She felt the darkness consume her.

She was naked and cold and all alone with nothing but the pain to remind her of her predicament.

Shehryaar saw her hazel eyes quickly die out of the light that made Anissa shine as they stared at him with hollowness. Her body went limp under him, her hands falling by the sides of her head. her expression was so broken that it stirred a storm of rage in Shehryaar.

Her head limply sunk in the pillow.

No! no no! she's fucking mine. I will not fucking allow a trauma to take her away from me! he thought in pure rage as hisb heart twisted in something he didn't recognise or like.

what was it?

It felt like pain. pain at her pain. He was actually feeling hurt at seeing her like this.

Why the fuck am I feeling this way? it happens every time. if this continues then i won't be able to go through with my plans. he thought but as soon as his eyes caught sight of her empty lifeless orbs, he panicked.

I'll get you back. you're mine. I will not lose you a second time. he screamed inside his head as he shifted on top of her.

"Anissa!" He said loudly and cupped her face shaking her gently.

"I'm here. It's only me," he coaxed in a soft low voice, his grey eyes boring into hers.

"Come back to me," he beguiled.

"It's only me, it's only your Shehry."

Anissa heard his voice and willed her mind to fight the darkness.

"Only I'm here. Your Shehry is here." She heard him call out to her.

The place of darkness began see a piercing light and Anissa grabbed a hold of it, her mind fighting off the haze.

Shehryaar saw her eyes light up again.

"That's right baby, I'm here. Your Shehry is here."

Blinking, the tears fell from her eyes to her temples and as she panted for air. Her dainty arms wound around his neck.

"Shehry!" She cried and buried her face in the crook of his neck. Her tears fell on his toned shoulders.

"I'm so scared." She whispered in a broken voice.

"Don't be," he instigated and laid her back down. Anissa gazed deeply into his grey eyes and was shocked when she found how softly they gazed back at her.

All that she had ever seen in his eyes was hardness and emptiness. For the first time she witnessed a tender look reflect off his smokey grey orbs. And that did a number on her heart and mind, calming her down.

Her mind was in a chaos but the tender look from his eyes and his soft gentle touch on her body elicited sparks of electricity and tranquillity: one she thought couldn't be a possible combo. But his touch made her feel that way.

His hands successfully removed the robe from her shoulders. Now her body was completely naked. His eyes ran over the various dark hickeys and love bites that his lips had laid on on her pale porcelain skin.

His cock throbbed as it probed near her hot wet entrance. It twitched as his blood raged in it and all his carnal desires took a hold of him. He was sure he wasn't about to lose her this time.

Taking his thick cock in his hands, he positioned himself at her entrance.

"The only one you should fear from now on is me." He declared and in one swift thrust, he entered her.

Anissa screamed as a sharp pain radiated from her lower region to her stomach. Her screams resonated off the walls of the silent room.

Shehryaar groaned as he felt his cock become engorged in her tight vagina. "Fuck, you're so tight!" He hissed, not moving.

Anissa began to pant as the pain remained.

"Breath Tara," he instructed, his tone velvety as he cupped her cheek, his other hand burying in her hair as he mobilised her head.

"It hurts," she whimpered and clenched her teeth.

"It won't. Just relax." He beckoned, his time as smooth and soft as silk.

He melted her and she felt herself relax.

His thick length was buried deep to the hilt. He felt her walls stretch as they accommodated him.

She's ready. He thought pridefully.

"Stay with me now. Do not stray. Keep your eyes on me." He ordered. She opened her eyes, fresh tears slipping from her eyes.

"I'm going to move now. Try to stay relaxed." And with that, he began to move, his cock slow pulling out only to shove back inside with gentle force.

Anissa felt the pain dull away as his movements increased. Her walls stretched as she felt him stroke her inside deep and hard.

Her cried converted into moans as her arms came up and wrapped around his neck.

"Ah!" She moaned.

Shehryaar's pace quickened, his hands gripping her hips and his nails digging in her skin. He buried his face in her her neck. "Fuck baby," he groaned and pumped in and out of her in a restless speed.

Her moans were like pure music to his ears and as he pulsated in and out of her.

Anissa felt pleasure consume her as it collected in the pit of her stomach. Her back arched as her hips swayed with his to meet his powerful thrusts. Their breathing was laboured and saturated in the air. Her nails rakes down his muscled back

"Ah! Shehry!" She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles around his hips.

"Fuck," Shehryaar hissed as his cock swelled and his balls grew tight. His thrusts became urgent and rough.

He pulled his mouth on hers, his tongue stroking her mouth as his dick stroked her wet vagina. Anissa's moans hot swallowed buy his mouth as his thrusts deepened. Her fingers interlocked in his short thick dark locks as she leaned in and deepened the kiss.

The waves of ecstasy were beginning to come crashing down on them.

Anissa felt herself reach for the her climax but it was far more intense as compared to when he fingered her.

He grunted and his powerful strokes made her reach her climax and her walls clenched tightly around his thick length as she screamed when her organism hit her hard. His cock ached intensely as her tight walls spasms around him.

"That's it baby. Come for me!" He commanded, finding his own release. "Fuck!" He gritted as his cock it began to spill rope after rope of thick hot come inside Anissa.

Anissa felt his release inside her and moaned.

Panting, he collapsed on top of her, his chorded arms engulfing her. Anissa hugged him closely, as she heaved into his shoulder.

That was amazing. It was nothing like how I had to endure the last time. It was completely different. she thought.

"Fuck baby," he grunted and pulled out of her. His eyes met with hers.

Her hazel orbs reflecting off her wonder while his reflected his satisfaction.

"Your pussy is so fucking sweet. I'll never tired of it." He claimed, his fingers gently tucking her hair behind her ear. Her already flushed cheeks brightened.

"Now, wasn't that amazing?"

Anissa couldn't help but give him a small smile.

So this is what sex fees like. The endorphins in my system really did a toll on my pleasure cortex. She thought.

"That was amazing. Is this what they call, making love?" She inquired innocently, her face flushed.

He scoffed and unlocked her limbs from his body. Propping on his elbow on her side, his fingers carcasses his name on her skin.

"That's called a good fucking. I don't make love." He declared, his eyes regaining their hard steely composition once again.

Anissa felt her heart sink at his words.

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