His Muted Bride

3 A Sweet Wedding Night

Ivan released Megan’s tongue and then kissed gently on her lips once more, then hugged her in his arms. He said to the maid coldly, “Bring the dinner in.”

Even the maids and housekeepers are not treating Ivan as their master anymore. My poor Ivan, I will try to protect you. I will keep you company. Megan gazed at Ivan and said to herself.

The maid left and came back with just two stale sandwiches, putting the tray on the table with a huge THUD. Megan glared at the maid, clenching her first. She really wanted to punch her in the face! No wonder Ivan looks much thinner than before. These bastards are giving Ivan stale food!

The maid, however, smiled at her cunningly, "Mrs. Hendrix, I know the food doesn't seem tasteful enough, but this is Mr. Hendrix's special diet. I hope you can grow to like it in time. Because you have married Mr. Hendrix. You have no choice!"

Megan was so furious about the maid’s attitude to Ivan. She tried to stand up and teach her a lesson. But Ivan held her back into his arms, grabbing her hands with his and caressing them gently.

“GET OUT NOW!” Ivan said to the maid with an extremely cold voice. All the staff in the house, including the maids and housekeeper, had taken bribes from his damn cousins. It was useless to argue with them. And he didn’t want his precious sweetie to get hurt by fighting against them.

The maid was startled by Ivan’s cold aura and left the room instantly. This young master had been so indifferent and quiet these days. So why did he change suddenly?

“Sweetie,” Ivan sighed, “You know I won't blame you if you regret marrying me. You can still get yourself out of all this right now.”

Megan looked up at the man she loved so much and hugged him tightly, burying her face into his broad chest. I’ll never leave you. Staying around you is the happiest thing that has ever happened to me.

Ivan smiled as he felt her warmth against his chest. He stroked her hair gently as if he was touching the most precious thing in this world, "If you choose to stay, babe, you're probably gonna suffer for a while. But I promise that you won't suffer long. I will make you the happiest woman in this world. Please trust me."

But I am already the happiest woman in this world... Megan murmured silently and put her soft hand on his. His lips were cold as they pressed against her forehead. She realized surprisingly how strong his arms were as they locked around her and lifted her up, making her sit on his lap...

Megan was not afraid of the dark days they were gonna face together for she was not a stranger to suffering. She was a Dunn, but her father had never treated her as his own. She was no different from the maids of that house. Megan knew why her father kept her instead of kicking her out. She also had her reasons for staying in that abusive family. One reason was her grandpa's clinic. The other reason, however, was Ivan Hendrix. She couldn't stand the idea of not seeing his face anymore.

But now, the man she loved was kissing her. He probably thought she was Stacy, but it didn't matter. God didn't give Megan much since she was born. This moment was all she could ever dream of. Her head was still swimming when Ivan lay her on his bed…

Ivan took off his sunglasses, revealing his deep eyes. His eyes were now dim, but they were still gorgeous. Megan couldn’t help reaching out her hand, caressing his eyes.

“Sweetie...” He murmured and leaned down, kissing Megan on her fair forehead, beautiful eyes, straight nose, then her rose-like pouty lips. His lips were firm, gentle and slow, moulding Megan’s. While deepening the kiss, Ivan felt his once cold body burning. He gently caressed Megan's body. When he touched the laced wedding dress on her, his dim eyes seemed to be glittering. Tonight was their wedding night and also their first time. He wanted to give her a sweet lovemaking experience.

Then he started to slowly take off Megan’s wedding dress and laced bra while placing feather-like kisses across the corners of her mouth, then her chin, and her jaw. “Babe, I want to feel and kiss every single inch of your skin... may I...” He whispered into her eyes.

Oh my... Ivan. Megan felt she was gonna melt in Ivan's kisses. Though the night was cold, she didn't feel cold at all as Ivan was hugging her tightly. She could feel Ivan's burning hot body and his thumping heartbeat. Megan flushed, stretching out her hands to cup Ivan’s face, leaning towards him and then placing a soft kiss on his eyelid. Tingled by his long and dense eyelash, an involuntary shiver ran down her spine. For you, yes will always be my answer.

Ivan put his hands on Megan’s, stroking them. Then he gently placed kisses on her hand, her palm and each of her fingers. Oh god, that’s too much, already. Megan closed her eyes as his touch and kissing were waking every nerve ending in her body. Then she felt Ivan’s fingers moving from her hand, running down her cheek, her chin, her neck... His slender fingers stopped on her breasts, starting to caress her plump b**bs. He then even tugged her ni***es gently.

Christ... This feeling is so odd, but also so good. Megan couldn’t help trembling. Feeling that his precious little bride was trembling, Ivan let go of her tender ni***es, running his fingers all the way down to her soft belly, her thighs, then her dainty feet. “I am going to kiss you now, my sweet bride...” Ivan whispered.

Oh god, please don’t tell me each of your steps. That’s really so... overwhelming. Megan’s cheeks turned completely red and she would feel her blood was pumping around her whole body.

Ivan pressed his cold lips against Megan’s neck, running his lips from her jaw to her ear, then her collarbone, and all the way down to her breasts, her navel...

His kisses were so demanding and lustful. Megan couldn’t help wriggling beneath him. “Baby, hold still for me.” Ivan grabbed her hips with both his hands and run his tongue around her navel, circling again and again. Then he gently nipped his way her hipbone and across her belly to her other hipbone.

Aargh... my... Megan clenched the bed sheet tightly, trying to control herself but she was still shivering like a boat in the middle of the rough sea.

Ivan chuckled because of her cute reaction, moving his alluring lips and tongue to her inner thighs. Running his nose up to her apex, he took a deep sniff and smiled, “You smell divine, sweetie.” Such lustful words came out of his mouth. Ivan himself was also stunned by his own words as he had never said such words before. But it was odd that he wanted to say these to the girl quivering beneath him.

Like getting electric shock at his words, electric current ran through Megan’s spine, streams of juice starting to well up from her s*x.

“Baby, you like it? You are so wet, already. ” He then began to kiss her p*ssy.

Oh my, he even places kisses on my... private part. Oh, Ivan, I want you so badly. Hot and thick lust started to pool in Megan’s belly.

Ivan pressed his lips on her p*ssy harder, sticking out his tongue to lick and suck her sweet juice, even dipping his hot tongue into her va*ina, moving in and out.

Oh gosh... I can’t take it anymore... Megan couldn’t help threading her fingers into his hair, tugging at his hair with her weak hands. She didn’t know whether she wanted to push him away or to let him continue. And Ivan’s movement became even wilder, he started to nibble her sensitive cl*t. Oh my... that’s too... overwhelming... Megan stiffened and convulsed, her mind went blank, leaving only fireworks exploding in her mind. She climaxed under the man she loved.

“Do you have any idea what I’m going to do to you, sweetie?” Megan felt Ivan’s sexy and lustful voice echoing in her groin. She gasped. Ivan chuckled and kissed gently on Megan’s lips, “I’ll give you a sweet wedding night. Relax, honey.” Then he placed one of his hands, caressing and rubbing Megan’s breasts, while the other hand moving all the way down to the deepest part of her.

Oh... his finger is now moving inside me. Megan clenched the sheet beneath again and couldn’t help trembling and wriggling. “Relax baby, I am not gonna hurt you...” Ivan murmured while kissing Megan passionately. But it’s really impossible to relax. Megan tried to stay still, but failed.

Ivan sighed, placing soft kisses on her lips, her cheeks and jaw, trying to comfort her.

Feeling that Megan was getting accustomed to his finger, he then thrust one more finger inside her va*ina, trying to expand her tightness a bit. His pe*is was really huge so he had to help Megan to relax and accept him.

“Baby, you will be mine soon, only mine.” His voice was clear, seductive and intoxicating. Megan could feel his monster-like erection rubbing against her inner thighs. His long fingers were thrusting inside her, even circling in her tight va*ina, stroking the front wall of it, while his remaining fingers were massaging her cl*t, circling around her p*ssy.

God... He is... Oh my... Megan’s thoughts were scattering. Bearing his endless and sweet movement, Megan convulsed again around him. Before she got her consciousness back, she felt something burning hot and hard pressing against her secret garden. Aargh... it hurts... I feel so full. Megan clawed at the sheet tightly as Ivan thrust his considerable length in.

“You’re so tight. Relax baby.” Ivan kissed Megan gently, trying to comfort her.

“Does it hurt? Should I stop?” His lower body remained still, letting Megan acclimatize to the intrusive feeling while asking for permission. “Can I move, sweetie? I guess I can’t stay still anymore.” His breath was heavy, his voice was hoarse.

Oh Ivan... Megan slowly released the sheet and grabbed Ivan’s muscular arms, slightly pulling him towards her. Getting her hint, Ivan eased back slowly, then thrust into Megan again, letting out a sexy groan. And he moved and didn’t stop. Holding Megan down, he eased himself in and out slowly, letting Megan grow accustomed to the sweet agony.

Ivan, I love you. Megan’s body was accepting him, her hips even moved tentatively to meet his. Ivan then sped up, grabbing Megan’s head between his large palms and kissing her hard. Megan grabbed his arm tightly, even leaving scratches on his strong arms. Her body then quivered, bowed, a sheen of sweat gathering over her. Ivan, Ivan... Oh... my Ivan... She kept murmuring his name silently.

“Come. For. Me. My. Sweet. Bride.” He growled in a low and deep voice between each thrust. Megan unravelled at his words and climaxed around him again. Oh my... the third time already... Megan kept gasping. Aroused by her responsive reaction, Ivan thrust even harder, a relentless rhythm, letting out sexy growls. After pounding on for a while, he stiffened and ejaculated his hot and thick sperms deep inside her. Megan threw her head back, curling up her toes as feeling his hot and powerful ejaculation.

Ivan spread her thighs apart, moving her slender legs from his waist to his shoulders. His huge d*ck grew hard and hot again, so quickly. Aiming at her s*x, Ivan suddenly thrust deep and hard into her wet va*ina. His considerable length was already in the deepest part of her, with only one thrust.

“Aargh!” Megan couldn’t control herself and let out a moan involuntarily. Biting her lower lip hard, Megan tried hard to suppress herself. Luckily, being immersed in such a divine feeling, Ivan didn’t notice her groan. He quickly moved his iron-like hardness to the entrance of her s*x, then stuck hard and deep inside her again. Clenching at the sheet hard, Megan nearly wanted to remove her legs from his board shoulders. It seemed that she couldn’t bear this wild movement anymore.

“Keep still, sweetie.” Pinioning her struggling legs, Ivan slowed down a bit, moving his large pe*is out to the front part of her va*ina, circling his hardness inside her. That’s really torturing. Something was building inside her as Ivan moved. She needed more. Then she started to circle her hips, mirroring Ivan’s movement, pleading for more. Getting her response, Ivan picked up the speed again, thrusting deep and sharp inside her, so deep that Megan even thought that he was going to stick his balls inside her. Overwhelming pleasure spikes running through her blood, Megan could feel that she was on the very verge of exploding.

This is really a sweet wedding night. Megan murmured in her mind. As Megan came, Ivan started to thrust harder, groaning, then stilling as he emptied himself into Megan. This night was warm and long...