Little Miss Witch: Revenge Of The Tainted Angel - 192 R18+ Wedding Night 4

Shen Zichen breathed a long groan, nearly at his climax, wanting his wife to be there with him. The cadence of thrusts became harder and faster, pressing against Li Chuntao’s inner walls that she had to drop her forehead on the bedsheet as she cried out.

“Right there, Chuntao. Come for your husband again. Come for me,” he whispered into her ear, pounding intently into her body, panting his warm breath against her neck, his hand leaving her hip to fondle her breast and pinch her rosy peak.

She was so sweet, so warm, Shen Zichen thought he wouldn’t be able to be without her. He could feel the tightening of her body, her muscles starting to spasm as she spiraled closer and closer to her climax.

More juices flowed down his shaft, wetting his aching balls and made her inner thighs glisten as he continued to pump himself wildly in and out of her tight warm core, plundering her for all she was worth.

At one strong thrust, Li Chuntao screamed his name, her back arching as she orgasmed beneath him. Her inner muscles rippled, milking him. Pleasure-filled liquid trickled out of her womanhood, thoroughly coating his arousal.

She shattered around him again. Tears began to drip down her eyes from the sheer overwhelming sensation of him spearing relentlessly inside of her. Her climax seemed to last longer as Shen Zichen continued to piston his hips in short strokes that would never cease.

Her mind felt numb as all she knew was that the pulsing member continued to ram itself inside of her with the speed and intensity that made her knees weak.

The heavy thuds of her inner muscles against his restraining member finally let Shen Zichen know that he could release, and he finally did. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He pushed in to spill his seed deep inside her body, biting down his lower lip even though a moan of a man in ecstasy escaped his lips.

He felt a droplet of his sweat trickle down the side of his face as he laid his forehead on Li Chuntao’s shoulder, needing a few moments to catch his breath. Still, his member refused to soften and was still hard inside his wife’s lower mouth.

In a single motion, he rocked back on his heels, sitting upright, bringing his wife with him. Li Chuntao gasped in shock as she was forced to sit up with her thighs spread around him. One hand reached up and cupped her breast and tugged her nipple, while his other hand went down towards the apex of her thighs and strummed her sensitive bud.

Li Chuntao held unto his neck as he started to pound up into her. Her whole body bouncing up and down over his throbbing member. It was too much for her, as she just had a release not so long ago.

“Please, Zichen. If you don’t stop…I will..” she pleaded for mercy but her husband refused to let her go. No doubt she would be too sore later and wouldn’t be able to leave their bed for a while.

“Ah, little more, dear. Just a little more,” Shen Zichen’s lips found the crook of her neck, kissing and sucking her delicate skin.

She sobbed his name but he wasn’t through. He kept pounding into her, his rhythm relentless, not giving her a chance to catch her breath. Another wave was about to hit her, sending her higher and higher.

Li Chuntao was no longer in control of her body, yet she wasn’t afraid. Instead, she felt fulfilled, loved and safe in her husband’s arms. This time she didn’t need to delude herself that he loved her, because he really did.

Unable to hold back any longer, Li Chuntao’s entire body tensed, her mouth opened as another scream ripped from her throat from the overwhelming pleasure, borderline pain hit her. She choked out a sob as another orgasm shook her entirety.

Her feminine essence squirted and dripped down between her legs, down to her husband’s manhood as Shen Zichen followed her within seconds. It was twitching inside of her as it erupted with another release, filling her with his seed.

Pleasure seared his senses, blocking everything around them. He wouldn’t even notice if the world crumbled down around them at that moment.

Li Chuntao could feel him pulsating deep inside of her. Her body shuddered with all the waves of pleasure that shot through her. Both panted and gasped for breath. Shen Zichen withdrew his softened member from her body and let their mixed fluid gush from her womanhood.

When she could finally take no more, Shen Zichen maneuvered their bodies and slipped back under the covers. He laid down next to her and held her to him, his strong arms held her securely next to him, revelling the feeling of her smooth skin against his.

“Are you alright?” He asked as he ran his fingers through her thick mane. He was afraid that he’d taken her too rough earlier. He noticed her eyelids drooping and her heart rate slowing.

Li Chuntao responded with a yawn. She hummed as she scooted closer to his body heat. She fit perfectly against him, her beautiful body molding to his as if she was made entirely for him.

“I’m alright. Just tired but okay. You were incredible, dear.”

Shen Zichen smirked, his male ego swelled with pride knowing he’d pleased his wife on their wedding night. God above made his wife so beautiful in orgasm. Her face twisted with ecstasy, one that he wouldn’t get tired of seeing. She was stunning in her pleasured state, her taste stronger as her orgasm raked her body.

Before he could respond, Li Chuntao was already snoring as she slept.

Her breathing came slow and steady and he watched as her lips parted slowly, how her nose twitched as she pushed strands of hair away from her face. He watched his own hand run on her hair, marvelling that he was able to touch her so freely like this.

Remembering those times when she refused to see him nor talk to him made his stomach churn with annoyance. He was too preoccupied with his pain and frustration that he didn’t realize he was hurting her with his absence.

Then after their wedding, he longed to kiss her, to hold her but he withheld his urges, trying not to force himself unto her when she was clearly not ready to be intimate with him again. It was hard, but it was worth the wait. This time was much better than their previous ones.

More than the sexual satisfaction he gained tonight, it was the sense of peace and rightness of having Li Chuntao back in his arm that loosened the knot and tension in his heart.

He realized with sudden clarity. This was what he wanted from her. She was never going to leave him again. Not now. Not ever.

Shen Zichen watched his wife sleep in his arms. He could imagine them like this ten, twenty or fifty years from now. There would be gray hair and lines on her face, but Li Chuntao still would be the most beautiful woman in his eyes.