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“The day we got married.”
“I wasn’t joking.”
“Because I got to own you. Officially.”
“That’s it, baby. You’re taking my cock like a very good girl.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful. You’re strangling my cock like a very good girl.”
“Ride me, Mrs. King. Let me see how much you want me.”
“You look like a fucking goddess.”
“I’m going to fill you up with cum so you know you’re only mine, wife.”
“Hey, Eli?”
“Yes?” I face her, and for a moment, she looks so radiant, so fucking beautiful, pain explodes in the useless organ tucked behind my rib cage. An organ she poked, provoked, and breathed life into, now it seems to only beat in her presence. Her words fill the bathroom thicker than the steam. “Let’s have a baby.”
“I know. Mum mentioned that a couple of years ago. It’s mine now and I don’t give away what’s mine.”
“There’s no need to wait.”
“You have already captured my heart, body, and soul, Ava. I have no clue when it started, but at some point, my possessiveness and obsessiveness with you turned into this inferno of emotions where I was prepared to lose you if it meant protecting you. That’s when I realized I was in love with everything about you, whether it’s your obsession with pink, candy floss, or cheesy books and films. The lack of you has stripped my world of color and made me realize you’re my sole light in the darkness. It’s why I killed for you and would do it again in a heartbeat. I’d kill everyone if it meant I’d
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“You already did, five months ago when you said you’d rather die than be with me, but by all means. If you wish to do it again for when I broke yours all those years ago, this is the time to go for it.”
“I never pitied you. I might have hidden things from you, but that was because I refused the very notion of triggering you or pushing you toward the very episodes you were experiencing before falling down the stairs. I was sincere in everything we did together.”
“I’m proud of you, beautiful. I know these past five months were hard, but you did so well.”
“I’ll always be there.”
“Especially if you get worse.”
“Even then. Though you wanted me since you were a kid. I doubt that will ever change.”
“Baby. You think I have the capacity to consider other women when you own me?”
“You’re so tight, Mrs. King.”
“Your cunt is welcoming me home, isn’t it?”
“That’s it. Take my cock like a very good girl.”
“Tell me you’re mine.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re screaming my name. So fucking addictive. I’m never leaving this cunt again.”
“My cunt.”
“Good girl.”
“Love you, too, Mrs. King.”
“I’ve been suffering marital neglect, Your Honor.”
“Mmm. But you didn’t let me eat your cunt for breakfast as usual. I’m starving.”
“And we’re married. I’m positive the church approves of the holy union.”
“Is that a yes on a late breakfast?”
“You know I can’t function properly without my habits.”
“This isn’t funny,” he grumbles. “I can’t wait for this wedding to be over and to take you back home. I’ll devour you everywhere, Mrs. King.”
“Impossible, considering I never let you out of my sight, beautiful.”
“You’re real.”
“We are real, baby.”
“Anything. If you ask for the moon, I’ll lay it at your feet.”
“Then you will have them. All three of them.”
“That was under different circumstances. You’re better now. Stronger. Livelier. If you want children, I’ll impregnate you with as many of them as you wish.”
“No. It’s for me as well.”
“See? The idea of filling you with my baby makes me hard.”
He smiles. “That aside. I only
want children if you’re their mother.”
“Not so fast.” He lifts me in his arms. “We have to start trying to get you pregnant, Mrs. King.”
She might have been the one who experienced issues with alcoholism, but my addiction to her is far worse. The only difference is that I don’t wish to ever become sober.
“I’ll make it up to you for the rest of our lives.”
“Nonsense. I’m not giving away my girls to any sorry sod.”
“I wouldn’t have it with anyone else.”
“And I love you, Mrs. King.” Now. Forever. She’ll always be my wife. Mine. THE END
