Page 128 of Scream
I smile at the memory of Rory as a toddler in my arms, sleeping heavily, dark auburn curls matted to her forehead. "Mom wasn't big on taking us to the doctor unless the school told her we wouldn't be allowed back. I was thirteen when she was born – fifteen when we officially found out she was deaf in one ear and could only hear about thirty percent out the other. I took to my high school library and learned ASL by watching videos online, then going home and teaching her and my other siblings what I'd learned. Every day it was a new word till I left for the Marines. And it killed me to leave her. She was five; I was eighteen. But it felt like she was mine.
“I was finally able to put her in a private school for kids with disabilities when she got to fifth grade. Any extra money I got, I sent it to my brother Dayton so they could eat and pay for anything else they needed, since my mama was otherwiseindisposed. The higher I ranked, the more money I received. Then one day, they needed someone to go on a special mission. They paid more for it, so I said yes. I didn’t want my siblings to worry about anything. Dayton was already grown, had a job making minimum wage, but was about to graduate and enlisting as well."
He hasn't said a word and just keeps his eyes on me, and I suddenly feel sheepish.
"I've shared too much. The moral of my story is; I had to watch my sister do her best to try to tell me what was wrong by watching her expressions until I could teach her how to physically tell me. It's how I got good at my job. It's how I got good at loving Sabrina. I do more than just listen to the words she uses and the tone she uses. I watch her face, look into her eyes, check her body language, interpret her silence, and do my best to hear what she doesn't – or won't – say. She’s not an enigma, Maks. She just gets locked in her head. It’s up to us to bring her back. You can push her boundaries; you do a great job of that. Sexually, I will, too. But at the end of the day, she needs a soft place to land, and I will never mind being that for her.”
Maksim stops twirling his ring around when Sabrina makes a small noise between us. Turning over, her hand moves and lands on my stomach. Then she sighs happily in her sleep. "Content," he whispers.
"Content,” I repeat.
“Does she know your past?”
I lift my shoulder again in a shrug. “She knows some of it. Not all. Mostly she knows whatever Rory has told her. I ain’t usually there for girl talk a lot, so I’m not sure. Rory is also pretty private. Been like that since she was a kid.”
He nods again, but I can see how exhausted he is. I reach over, push the button on the lamp on Sabrina’s nightstand, and the room is immediately encased in a pink glow. I grin again, settling further into the bed. Turning to hold my girl, I palm her hip, feeling the smooth texture of her skin under my fingers. Inhaling her sweet scent, I take it with me into dreamland, where I wait for her to come get me – to call for me - so I can wake her up in the best possible ways.
“I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t tell me you were a virgin… Oh my god…” Sabrina whimpers between stolen kisses, the small motion on the bed is telling me Maks is balls deep inside our girl, doing his best not to wake me up.
“Does it matter? Have I been lacking?”
Her gasp before she groans, “No!” wakes my dick the fuck up. Not that that’s ever an issue when I hear her come. “I just thought… all the women you’ve - oh fuck - been photographed with-”
“Nobody matters but you, sposa mia.”
Smooth motherfucker. But at least he’s honest.
“I need you to teach me how to fuck you the way you like. Deeper?”
“Yes! Slower. I need to feel all of you. You’re sobig…I feel you everywhere, Maksim.”
I check my watch to see we've only slept an hour or two, then turn on my side to face them. Reaching down into the waistband of my boxer briefs, I start tugging on my hardening dick as Maksim growls at Sabrina’s praise. They’re on their sides, facing each other, her thigh hiked up on his hip. His fingers trail from the back of her thigh, up her hip, to the small of her back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He grips where there’s more to hold, and I know he’s loving the weight of her in his palms. I sit up on my elbow to watch her come apart for him.
“You drive me insane, Sabrina. Your perfect fucking mouth, your scent, your taste on my tongue, this body, your sweet… hot… sopping wet, slippery cunt. I can’t get enough of you. It’s torture being away from you. Torture being inside of you, and all I want ismore. More of you on me, around me, brightening my darkness, being the antidote to my sickness, as well as the drug that keeps me hooked. You drive me insane, Duchess… and I still prefer to be driven to madness than to ever be without you. It's you. Only you. Only ever you.”
“Never, husband. You'll never be rid of me.” She whisper-moans.
“All day, all night. I want to fill you with my cum, watch it drip out, then fill you again and again until you’re swollen with my child.”
“You’re crazy-mmph!”
Maksim covers her mouth with his, swallowing every whimper, every moan, every soft, breathy sigh, while his fingers roam over her made-of-dreams body she’s worked so hard for, enhancing the best parts, but keeping herself soft in all the right places. That’s on us. We’re always feeding her, and she never tells us no. I love it. Love her in all her forms.
He grabs her hip so hard the indents he’s creating on her flesh turn white, baring her down to take more of him. “Oh fuck, I love this goddamn pussy. Fucking spell binding. Ohhhh that’s my good little wife. You take every inch of me so fucking good. There it is. You need my cum, don’t you?”
“Iloveyour cum.”
“Say it.”
“I love my husband’s cum inside of my pussy.”
His eyes roll back, but he rights himself, doing his best to hold back from spilling too soon. I felt that. “More, Sabrina, give me everything… There you are, Duchess, fuck yes…”
It takes everything in me not to interrupt, but I'm learning that I like to watch, which makes sense, in a way. Since even before we took a chance to make this all happen, I loved watching Sabrina come. I also loved pulling her off her victims before she’d come, like I was edging her myself. Then again, I loved to watch her get flustered and cuss me out.
Maksim’s dark eyes finally connect with mine just as she begins to moan louder, no longer caring if I'm asleep or not, my girl is chasing hers, and I fucking love it.
Could I stand to just sit in the corner of the room and watch? Would I have the willpower? Even now my mouth is filling with saliva, wanting to taste her, and my fingers are itching to touch her. My dick isachingto be inside of my girl. I keep going, reaching down with my other hand to cup my balls as Sabrina gasps. Her thigh hitches a little higher, and her hips move as she detonates with a cry. But she doesn’t stop. Her grasp on Maksim’s shoulder tightens, “Give it to me, Maksi, be a good boy… and fill your wife’s pussy with all your cum. I can feel your cock pulsating inside of me. Oh fuck, is that what my king needs to do? Breed his duchess? You want Parker to watch you breed me?”
