But is it a Miracle?

Chapter 5🌶️- New Perspective

Marigold POV

Something my ex-husband had not realized was that my breasts are so sensitive that I can c*m just from touching them. I never invested in a BOB because it wasn't necessary, not even rubbing my c**t. Now, I've heard there are different types of orgasms, like the one from the c******s is basically a shallow one, while the one achieved from the G-spot is much deeper and different. I'm not sure about all of that, but it was clear that Jin loved my sensitivity, attacking my breasts with his lips, tongue, and teeth.

In fact, I'd already gasped out three orgasms, all while his arousal sat just shy of sliding inside of me, teasing my c**t mercilessly.

We were already messy, but my mind wasn't thinking practically, though I did appreciate his tidiness when we undressed, because I had developed a case of OCD from being harangued by my family and my ex. Not bad enough that I was unable to function, but it definitely could cause anxiety, and in severe cases, a panic attack. It was disturbing how much they controlled me without being a part of my daily life.

Jin's face was a mask of pleasure and passion, clearly enjoying every second that our skin touched. He kept smashing his face into my neck, inhaling my scent. I'll be honest, I was taking deep inhalations of him too, though I hoped he liked me doing it as much as I enjoyed him doing it to me. I could feel my pulse radiating through my core as he finally pressed his chest lightly to mine, resting his elbows on either side of my head, his deep, chocolatey eyes staring deeply into mine.

"Now, Marigold." He whispered. "I'm going to show you just how much I truly desire you. Then we'll take a break, but make no mistake, I intend to make the most of your bed tonight. I will have you in ways you never thought possible, aein." I trembled as he drew his nose along my jaw before capturing my lips in an ardent, deep kiss.

Finally, I cried in my mind, as I felt him press his glorious c**k into my tight core. I was so slick that it wasn't long before he was mashed against my cervix, his slightly curved member rubbing on what must be my G-spot, because good lord, I was already halfway to seeing stars, yet again. He chuckled as I writhed and whined beneath him, lifting my hips as I sought friction. "So very eager." He murmured, before flexing his hips with a purpose and setting what I can only call a brutal pace that left me gasping.

It was delicious and perfect.

He was perfect.

I was suddenly so glad I had decided to go out, as a raw scream tore from my throat, his name on my lips as my entire body convulsed and trembled with wave after wave of pure bliss. Holy f*****g s**t, is this what a deep orgasm felt like? No wonder they said there were different kinds, because nothing I'd ever experienced could even come close.

And then, Jin stiffened, pushing deep, shoving his face into my neck and biting hard as he jetted c*m into my womb, hard enough that I found myself cresting euphoria yet again. It felt like he got even bigger for a solid minute while he continued pumping his hips in the throes of his ecstasy. Surprisingly, I didn't mind his bite, it felt strangely good. Maybe I've been a freak all this time and just didn't know it? He licked where he'd bitten, but continued to hold and kiss me, clearly hesitant to pull his body from mine.

"This, aegiya, this is what we've missed all our lives, no?" He said seductively, pulling back just enough to look into my eyes as his hips jerked of their own accord, and his legs trembled. He smirked sexily, rubbing my nose with his, waiting for my answer. Swallowing thickly, I tried to ignore the ridiculously pleasurable sensation of him still filling me, and answer him.

"Yes, Jin," I whispered, "it's been so perfect with you." I wasn't sure exactly how to say it without dismissing him. I didn't mind him staying the night and making it an event of sorts. Feeling brave, I kissed his full lips tenderly.

"Can I... ask you to do something?" He blushed, and I had to wonder, after what we just did, how on earth he could manage to blush at all in my presence. Since the man had given me more than I had expected, I didn't see why I could not return the favor. In all honesty, I was willing to try nearly anything he wanted. I knew he'd make me feel good.

"Will you... bite me..." He pointed to his neck, the same place I'd felt him bite me. "As hard as you can when you orgasm next? It would really... enhance the experience for me, even if you draw blood, it's perfect." I tilted my head thoughtfully, then nodded.

"Yes, of course, Jin." I'd enjoyed his bite, so it was only fair. I wasn't too sure about the blood part, in all honesty, but it didn't put me off as much as I would have thought. The more I thought about it, the more I loved it. This may be temporary, but at least for a while, he'd bear proof of our passion.

"Do you happen to have bottled water in your fridge?" He asked, and I nodded. Kissing me quickly, he finally pulled away and grabbed two waters before wandering off to the bathroom, returning with a warm, wet washcloth. When I went to cover my body, he grabbed my hands and gently pushed them away. "Never hide from me, nae sarang. I like everything about you." He stroked my cheek with his fingers before setting to tidying up my body. My cheeks burned, but allowed it.

I already knew he wasn't taking no for an answer.

He put the cloth in the bathroom, probably for later use, after rinsing it out. Then he returned to the bed, sliding in next to me and pulling me close, shoving his face into my neck again. He really seemed to enjoy my scent. I was stroking his arm, laid across my belly, when I felt his arousal against my backside. For the first time in my life, I was curious about anal. Colton had been as vanilla as you get, and didn't like when I even hinted at trying anything outside of missionary s*x. I rubbed my ass, quite boldly and out of character against his erection, and he chuckled in my ear, making me blush.

"Perhaps later, aein. But first, I want you to ride me and bite me just as you promised." His tone was husky and more than a little possessive, but coming from him I didn't feel belittled. I felt alluring, like some temptress of old. The kind that men fought for. He turned me over onto his lap as he laid on his back. As I straddled him, I wasn't sure exactly what to do. He smiled gently. "Lift your hips and I will help guide you," he said, and as I followed his direction, I now felt his hardness seeking entrance to my core.

Just rubbing my ass on him had gotten me wet again, but when he pinched my n*****s hard, I drenched his member with my essence, nearly finding my release with just that. He lifted his hips, his eyes never leaving mine as he slid inside. Yet again, the pleasure was beyond belief. He filled me so completely, sparks delightfully drifting over every place we touched. As if my body knew what he wanted, I began to roll my hips forward, clenching and stroking him with my core, somehow managing to stimulate my G-spot as I moved, my pace quickening as I got into a rhythm.

Then I felt it, the climax pulling at my center. I leaned forward, Jin baring his neck for my teeth. I kissed and licked him where he'd asked, and right as I hit the pinnacle of my climax, I bit him, harder than I ever thought I could bite another person. He moaned my name, coating my walls with ejaculate as I felt my teeth break the skin and the metallic taste of blood hit my tongue. Strangely, it pushed both of us into additional pulses of rapture.

Just like he did, I licked the wound, indescribably satisfied with the mark I'd left on him, as he rode out jerking spasms of completion. His eyes on mine, his hand lifted to my cheek. He smirked, clearly satisfied with himself.

"You've never tried this before, have you?" He teased. I lightly smacked his chest playfully.

"Let me guess, you've pleasured more women than you can count and practice has made you perfect, right?" I pretended to be righteously suspicious. He didn't look at all chastised or embarrassed. The man oozed confidence.

"Actually." He paused, smirking once again. "I've only been with one other woman in my whole life." I was almost shocked, then I remembered that it was likely he wasn't half my age, at best. We both looked like we could be in college, honestly.

"Hmm, must have been a wild ride." I mused, and wondered why I was trying to hurt myself. Because that is all that a conversation about his past lover could do. He quirked a brow at me and narrowed his eyes, his hand still against my cheek. His thumb rubbed a gentle circle as he just stared at me.

Still hard inside me, despite cumming twice.

I fought the urge to roll my hips, deciding that his expression was more than a little serious.

"Marigold." His tone was firm, but kind. "I was not lying when I said I was waiting for you. Though I think it's odd to speak of such things while I am quite literally inside you, I will answer because I can see that it's necessary." His hand settled on my hips. "The woman was a recently widowed neighbor back when I was younger." I had the most disturbing urge to ask him how much younger, but I held that s**t in. "She was lonely, and I'd never... had a woman, and I was curious, as all young men are. It was only once, and while she seemed quite thrilled with my performance, I did not feel the same way. It was not... enjoyable, not anything comparable to the way your every touch makes me feel, aein."

"Oh." Really? That's all I had to say to... all of that?

He lifted me off of him and pointed at the bed.

"On your knees, ass in the air, aegiya. Let's test some theories I've got, hmm?" He smirked, and wouldn't you know, my core replied by soaking my thighs, yet again? I had the thought that I wasn't going to be able to walk after this man was done with me, but what the heck? I wasn't going anywhere until Monday. I complied, even spreading my thighs wide enough that he could easily do as he pleased.

His warm hands sensually caressed my hips and ass, pulling the cheeks apart and letting them fall, jiggling. I wanted to feel embarrassed, as I'd been taught every moment of my life to be, but his grunts of delight made it impossible to feel anything but gorgeous, even disheveled, flushed, and oozing the man's c*m.

Then, much to my surprise, he smacked my ass, hard.

It stung delightfully.

"Looks like I was right." He mused after I gasped in raw desire, his hand coming around to grasp my neck firmly, pulling me up to his chest. Not so firm that I could not breathe, no, but it was aggressive and dominating. Not what I expected.

And yet, I felt safe.

Cherished.