MARRY ME

CHAPTER 3

CLAIRE

I hear the words that the man in front of me is saying while John is still holding my hand: This is the perfect wedding that I've been wishing for my whole life, but I just wish everything was simpler; it would be easier to deal with.

I still can't believe that my life has completely changed in six months, and now that I'm getting married, I don't want to cry, but I'm sacrificing a lot to save my family.

Furthermore, I don't want to make it harder, but it's impossible not to cry when your life changes completely because of a contract with a man.

I turn to John and see his green eyes looking at me. He's handsome, and any woman would find it very easy to love a man like him, but I don't want to because I'm sure it would hurt me more.

"I, John Davis Lannister, take you, Claire Miller Carter, to be my lawfully wedded wife. I promise to be faithful, to love you, and to respect you, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty. For all the days of my life and until death do us part.", He says the words perfectly, and I stop myself from crying.

I know he doesn't love me and will never love me as a wife, and I know I won't be the only woman in his life. We're doing this because we both need something, and this contract benefits our families.

I'll just be the girl he f***s over and over again until I get pregnant, and then the contract ends. I know I can't make much of a connection with the baby, but I'll be the mother, and asking for something like this is almost impossible.

Furthermore, I feel John slide the wedding ring onto my finger, and I realize it's my turn to speak. I just look at him and then at everyone watching us.

I hear the noise of the cameras, and I look at my parents, who are smiling, but I don't smile. Not only that, but I feel more tears wetting my face, and now I don't care if my makeup is destroyed.

Likewise, I keep looking at the two people I love most in the world, and I mentally wonder what would happen if I said no right now. Furthermore, I signed that contract, but its validity starts after we're officially married, so I wouldn't be able to help my family if I gave up on this marriage.

I close my eyes, turn my head, and open my eyes, trying to control my voice as I begin to say the words to John.

"I, Claire Miller Carter, take you, John Davis Lannister, to be my lawful-wedded husband. I promise to be faithful, to love you, and to respect you, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty. For all the days of my life and until death do us part.", I say, slipping the ring on his finger and feeling my heartbeat faster in my chest.

"You can kiss the bride now!", the man says, and I see him approaching me.

He'd never kissed me before, but I knew this moment would come in a moment, and I just closed my eyes, feeling his lips on mine. He kissed me while his hand held my waist.

We pull away, and seconds later everyone starts shouting and applauding our union. Now it's official: I'm married, and I'm the wife of a very rich man.

The photographer's approach, and I feel John's big hands touch me as we pose for the pictures.

Now that it's official, I'm completely his...

Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves at the party, and I'm still wearing my wedding dress as I continue to dance with John at this moment.

I'm wearing high heels, but he's still much taller than me at the moment. I've stopped attending college to take care of the wedding, and I wonder what my friends who used to study with me are thinking about me being married so quickly.

They would know that there is something very wrong between John and me, and neither of us wants our arrangement to be discovered by the media.

I lift my head to see John's green eyes watching me. He's touching my body as we continue to dance together.

"You don't have to be afraid of me; you've known me since the first day of your life, sweetheart.", he whispers, touching my face, and I feel that shiver run through my body again.

"I know, and that's what scares me right now; I'm your wife now...", I say, looking at him and seeing his beautiful smile.

"Yes, my beautiful young wife. Don't worry, I'll take care of you; nothing will hurt you; I promise.", he says, kissing my forehead in the same way he has done since I was a child.

I close my eyes and lay my head on his shoulder, feeling our bodies sway to the rhythm of the music.

The party ends, and all the guests leave the mansion. John and I are left completely alone, and I know what that means right now.

I'm very nervous because this is the moment he and I go to bed.

I'm a virgin, but I've always known that the first time is very uncomfortable and painful, and I'm too nervous when we're in the bedroom and I see him close the door before looking at me.

The shiver runs through my body again when I see his gaze travel down my entire body, covered in the white wedding dress. This is the moment I have to say goodbye to my virginity.

He comes closer to me, and I don't move away. I feel his hand touching my waist as my eyes settle on his lips. I've had too many glasses of champagne, and I don't know if I'm drunk now, but he looks at me in a way that makes me want to kiss him.

Furthermore, I don't want to feel like this, but it seems that something stronger than me is trying to control me completely. John's hands go up to my shoulders, and he caresses my exposed neck.

"My baby, completely mine now...", he says, and I bite my lips as I feel his body against mine.

He's always treated me with so much affection, but it seems that now he's treating me like a woman, his wife.

"John...", I whisper his name as he begins to kiss my lips.

I sigh against his mouth with my eyes closed, feeling his hands against my body. I move my lips, increasing the length of our kiss, and he seems to like it.

Here and now, I feel a great desire to satisfy his desires. It's as if I want to show him that I'm no longer the little girl he saw growing up; I'm a woman now.

Being close to him makes me feel strange, and I still can't understand this feeling. I moan low against his lips, and seconds later I feel John's warm mouth against my neck.

I close my eyes, holding onto his shoulder as I feel his tongue start to suck on my skin.

Furthermore, I thought our first night together in bed would be much worse than this, but it seems my urge to cry has gone; he's not forcing anything on me, and I feel comfortable right now.

John notices that I'm enjoying his touches, and he starts to push a little further, kissing me again before looking at me smiling.

"Are you all right, sweetheart?", he asks, touching my cheek affectionately, and I nod.

I'm not crying or asking him to stop, so this is a great way to start our intimate relationship.

"Do you want this?", he asks again, touching my neck, and I stop myself from closing my eyes.

"Yes, I do!", I'm surprised when the words come out of my mouth automatically, and that increases the smile on his lips.

"I'll do my best to make it good for you. I don't want to hurt my girl.", he whispers, and I feel like kissing him again, but I control myself this time.

He's standing very close to me, and it makes me smell the expensive perfume he's wearing. John took off his suit when he was at the party, and now he's wearing a white dress shirt.

He's 41, but his body looks great, and I know he spends hours in the gym to keep it that way.

"I like to f**k hard, but you're my sweet girl now, so I need to learn to go slow with you.", he says, and I feel my body tremble when I feel his fingers in the neckline of my dress.

"I promise you'll enjoy every way I f**k you, and my wife will love feeling my c**k inside her.", he whispers, and I should be surprised by what I just heard, but I don't feel that way.

He keeps touching my body, and under the long white dress, I start to feel my pants getting wetter and wetter. I feel comfortable alone with him in this room.

I sigh as John starts to unzip my dress. The white garment falls to the floor, and seconds later, his hands are on my waist. I hold his shoulders as our mouths kiss again.

I look down, feeling something hard and big pressing against my belly, and I widen my eyes when I see the bulge of his p***s inside the black pants he's wearing.

I bite my lips harder when his hands find my sensitive breasts, and I moan louder when his fingers squeeze my n*****s.

"So perfect and so hot!", he says, looking at my body with admiration.

I don't have big breasts, but John seems to like them and keeps playing with them while I try to keep my balance by holding onto his shoulders.

I didn't know that I would feel this way with him when we were sharing such an intimate moment, and inside this room, I didn't seem to care how old he was or who he was.

One of his hands continues to play with my breasts, while the other trails down my belly to find my white pants.

I squeeze his shoulders harder when I feel his fingers touching a sensitive spot on my body. He seems to be a very experienced man and knows how to touch the perfect spot on a female body.

"Oh, God!", I moan as his fingers push aside the fabric of my pants and begin to touch my p***y.

"So wet, baby!", he moans, biting my ear, and I don't know if I can control myself any longer.

"Get on the bed and put your hands on the edge of the mattress...", he whispers, and I move closer to the bed and do as he asks.

For a moment, I'm nervous again at the thought that this is where he's going to take my virginity, but I soon feel his hands massaging my back lovingly.

"Don't worry, we're not going to do it in this position. I want to look into your eyes when I'm inside you."

I relax again at his words, and I had never imagined that I would be completely turned on by the dirty things he keeps saying to me.

My ass is completely exposed in this position, and seconds later, I feel him slowly pulling my wet pants down my legs.

I face down on the bed when I feel his fingers on my wet p***y again.

I moan again, feeling the excitement building inside me, and it never seems to end.

"Spread your legs, Claire!", he asks, slapping my ass.

"Ah!", a moan escapes my lips, louder this time as I feel his warm mouth begin to suck me.

I close my eyes, feeling his tongue dance against the sensitive spot on my body as his lips suck on my v****a.

"Oh my God, John!", I scream his name, feeling the pleasure building up more and more inside me.

"Come for me, baby!", he asks, and seconds later my body obeys.

He pulls out while I try to control my breathing. I hear the sound of tissues, and I turn my head to see John completely naked behind me.

I've seen other naked men on the internet, but I've never seen a man like him.

My eyes fixate on his completely hard c**k, and I see the smile on his lips again.

He asks me to lie down on the bed this time, and in this position, I can see his whole naked body. John lies on top of my body, and we kiss again like this.

"I promise to be careful, sweetheart...", he says, and I nod, feeling the head of his c**k rubbing against my wet p***y.

I try to keep my eyes open by holding onto his shoulders as I start to feel his c**k enter me. I close my eyes tightly as I feel pain for the first time.

"Ah!", I moan, feeling him stop penetrating me when he sees that I'm in pain.

I look down to see that only the head of his c**k is inside me.

"Can I continue?", he asks, and I nod, feeling his c**k go deeper inside me.

John closes his eyes, groaning, and I moan, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain at the same time. He continues penetrating me and making me feel his c**k deep inside my p***y.

"You're so tight, baby!", he moans, kissing me, and in a few seconds, he's penetrating me non-stop while I keep moaning and enjoying it so much.

"You're mine now, Claire..."