[BromanceFanFic] Wedding for Three Chapter 3.2

Title: Wedding for Three

Author: WinterBubbleTea

Rating: M-NC-17
Chapter 3.2

Summary: This chapter contains actual SMUT portion that is explicit.

After their marriage, Zi Feng opened the door of their hotel room, he gently push the serving cart in that held his and Ya Nuo’s breakfast. They were exhausted the day before, photo shoots and wearing the wedding apparel in white for so long with heels. 

It meant that Ya Nuo retired earlier even after a few glasses of wine. Zi Feng followed with his black tuxedo ensuring to help unzip his bride from her clothes, even though he lust after this gorgeous woman in women lingerie of pure white. He was more concerned to her well-being. 

Releasing her from the trappings of the corset and stockings, he helped her into bed and covers her up, while he went to shower and take off the tuxedo. Unable to tolerate seeing the wedding dress on the floor he tidy up placing it into the closet. 

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Closing the door softly, as to not disturb the occupant of the room, he places the cart closer, but froze at the sight of his spouse moving to wakefulness.

Ya Nuo’s half sleepy face was a bit red, especially on the lips and cheeks. The way Ya Nuo willow figure was enclosed by soft white downy comfortable her back bare linear of bones sliding from the tip of her shoulder all the way down curving like slops to her derriere graceful like a swan. Bright chocolate eyes look over her shoulder at him; part of the blanket was covering just the tip of Ya Nuo’s rear. 

The innocent action of tugging the pillow to hug her chest shy was an innocent act that almost breached accidental seduction, looking like a virgin openly displayed for a mature spectator.

Heaven’s Zi Feng thanked the gods for this gorgeous meal. It was impossible to deny any indication behind her gesture, even bare to him prior; she still became quickly self-conscious when he stared at her. 

The soft stroke of the morning light drifted from the hotel window bathed Ya No’s shapely curves each sun beam drew lines to sharp edges and harsh strokes glinting, Ya Nuo look ethereal with her white skin, a few splatter of flecks of freckles on her skin here and there were absolutely perfect.

Zi Feng could stand there all day admiring his precious treasure.

“Why are you looking at me like?” Ya Nuo echoes embarrassed she move one arm down to start pulling the blanket up.

Zi Feng hurried over to stop her hand, “Don’t pull.” Noticing she was about to speak, “Don’t speak.” His treasonous hands were already making way to feel that soft skin. 

Ya Nuo gave an uncertain look on her face, “Are you going to eat me?” Already the feeling from the time they were almost drowned resulting in the intense make out in the hotel room.

Zi Feng hisses, “I said don’t talk!” He lean over, “I am going to have to punish you.”

“Huh?” Ya Nuo hand tighten and already she was tugging the blanket to cover her back.

Zi Feng growls in displeasure, his hand quickly unknots his tie and he narrows his eyes, “Ya Nuo!”

Ya Nuo narrow her eyes at Zi Feng, the hand grip her wrist and she tug it was strong, infuriated, gritting her teeth, taking a deep breath Ya Nuo flings, “Why can’t I move to cover myself?” 

“I have already seen you all. You’re my wife!” Zi Feng said the edge of his voice deepens like sharp knives.

“And I said that I want to cover…” Ya Nuo were not sure how she ended up against the head board flat on her back with her breast exposed to her husband. Even more perplexing was the tilted view of the world she gotten before being pressed into the pillows. What she was sure about was the grip Zi Feng had on her upper arms and the press of the inside of her husband’s thighs against her hips.  Snap of his neck tie appeared from around his neck and instantly in a flash she was tied to the head board. 

“Zi Feng!” She cried in dismay.

Restrained she struggled lightly, he binding of the tie weren’t really that tight, if she did protest so much she could easily undo them. He wasn’t doing this on purpose for fear rather, was this something like a game for him?

Confirming with a twist of her wrist that she was not helplessly bound her heart rate slow to a steady pace.

Zi Feng stared down at his wife’s beauty. Nearly flawless ivory gleamed over delicate bones, ivory skin span over the delicate noise without any blemish. Zi Feng shifted, only resting his buttons against the others thighs as he leaned forward and inhaled the designated scent that was simply Ya Nuo. 

It reminded Ya Nuo of when someone was about to partake of a meal and taking in the aroma before feasting hungrily.  

Perk strawberry aureole picker in white mound of twin peak flesh, the splatter of red drench over the breast bone depicting her shyness. Not liking that she felt strung out like a bit of meat, she tilted up her chin, Ya Nou glaring up in defiance, silently daring Zi Feng to do his worse.

 It was that final tilt that pushes Zi Feng over the edge. The defiance so like when he met Pi Ya Nuo and her refusal of his offer. It flares the instant to dominate and even though she was at her vulnerable she was also at her safest with him. He bends down and groans seeing the dark of tongue that slid out of Ya Nuo mouth licking her bottom lips belying her nervousness. Zi Feng wonders if this woman even knew what licking her lips meant to him, just the sight was making him jittery.

Unable to take the time of waiting he nip at the top lip of Ya Nuo’s the plumpness always reminds him of berries, sweet lushes and tasty. Its color often drove him to distractions, usually while he watches her smile or talk to someone. He deepens his kiss drawing in large amount of breath from his nostril wanting not to leave those delicious lips. Until air ran out he pulled away, diving down once again to press slow kisses, dipping his head down and slanting his head, coaxing Ya Nuo’s breath out, hearing every singular gasping need Ya Nuo had tucked inside her body.

Unable to resist anymore, Zi Feng head lower down to kiss at Ya Nuo’s collar bone then further down to the twin peaks, his hands move to grip each, the tip of his callous thumbs wring each tip circular around before his hot mouth went onto the right one to suck and nurse.

Ya Nuo was burning, she was burning up and she was going to explode, legs jerking her string bikini panties stood out on her jutted hips. She rub her thighs together the drench feeling was coming slowly and she was aroused to a feverish peak. Pain and pleasure flooded her breast, the pain when Zi Feng squeezes them, then pleasure, when he would suck or pepper kisses on each tip and nub.

Zi Feng took his time alternating between sucking and biting at Ya Nuo’s chest, drawing one nipple in then moving over to the other, keeping the other twisting under his mouth as he tentatively adjust one of his legs in between Ya Nuo’s thighs then the other.

Ya Nuo couldn’t stop moaning. She heard herself, a distant purring constantly in her own ears. Zi Feng’s mouth seemed to be everywhere, and never where she ached the most. Her naughty husband finger crested across of her nipple then left, then one hand caressing down over her hip bone until Ya Nuo raises her hips, nearly demanding Zi Feng’s fingers to touch her through the white piece of cloth.

Zi Feng chuckles, he did train his bride well, teaching her his touch upon that secret place of hers, driving her to insanity. Initiate their first morning together, Zi Feng broke way into her hot wet channel with his finger, her cry of pain and confusing. Scared Zi Feng, but slowly and tentatively he made her bloom for him, now his finger slid down to rub that hard button already he could tell she was soak through.

Ya Nuo’s eyes were closed tight and she was shaking her head back and forth, “Baby.” He whispered, neither of them were prepared for the shock of heat when Ya Nuo’s body surrendered under Zi Feng’s initial ministrations her body arching up into that movement and she flop down onto the bed panting from her cries of pleasure. She was so responsive, Zi Feng left hand move away from Ya Nuo’s chest earning a deep moan of disappointment and winning a smile from Zi Feng.

Slowly Zi Feng eases away Ya Nuo’s drench panties smoothing his finger up and down the slit that peaked at her most womanly place. Ya Nuo was still recovering pulling her together from her reaction, Zi Feng had stripped quick and efficiently, he move back into place.

Ya Nuo slowly open her eyelids to peer at the man that drove her to insanity. “Zi Feng.” She croaks out.

“I am here.” Zi Feng kisses the side of her lips his hand slid down and up her belly then back in between her thighs, sliding his finger down the slit he play with it.

“I think…I need more.” Ya Nuo said her arms move forward to press against Zi Feng’s chest; they had broken the bonds when she had come.

Zi Feng nuzzles Ya Nuo nose with his own in an eskimo kiss, “Do you want me in you? All of me?” He cautiously asked.

Ya Nuo bite her own hips and nod her head consenting, “You already married the both of us…and all this foreplay and tension…I am ready for more.”

Zi Feng breath sharpens, “Okay let me prepare you.” He reaches down and began to dance his fingers in a whirl wind circular motions then the initial thrusting fingers, Ya Nuo hands tighten on Zi Feng’s hair as she draw him down to kiss her. Trying to stem the gasping cries by stealing Zi Feng’s breath, the hot wetness greeted Zi Feng’s index finger, and slowly he slip in a second one, he was careful scissoring and twirling. The wetness grew and he growls at the sensing the muscles squeezing his fingers, he kept on working her open, sliding the second finger in and out the tight tension of Ya Nuo thighs around his hips made him stop to let her adjust.

“Hurt…” Ya Nuo whispers breathlessly into his mouth.

“Just a bit more…” Zi Feng whispers, “I am not going to fit if you don’t have three of them in you.” He murmurs, “I will give you…everything soon.”

Zi Feng finger encountered the stretch of a tissue, it was solid and tight, normally martial artists would have flexibility he even heard woman tend to lose their hymen due to the over stretching, but 

Ya Nuo’s were still intact. “Baby.”

Ya Nuo nearly screamed when Zi Feng worked the tip of his third finger into her heat. Her hips bucked up, and then back down as her body tries to force Zi Feng’s fingers out. Pinning her hip down immediately so that she doesn’t hurt herself, “Shhh…shhh calm down …” Zi Feng kept on cooing and sooth her with his voice, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt Ya Nuo.

Calming down Ya Nuo whines when Zi Feng’s finger withdrew, Zi Feng lifted Ya Nuo’s legs, he carefully placed the young woman’s shins on his shoulders and slid one of his pillows under her hips to help cradle her hips. Canted forward, Ya Nuo panted when the tip of Zi Feng’s shaft slid to greet her wet circle. The tip moving up and down the slit by his hand as he lubricated himself, he then peered down at Ya Nuo and waits for her to focus on him.

Ya Nuo eyes wandering up to stare into the smothering look in her lovers face, “Zi…” She began then wails out a few mewling sounds as the pressure started. Zi Feng eases his way slowly into his lover, the tip of his harden shaft would be the hardest part for Ya Nuo at the beginning, slowly her opening stretches to accompany his grid. 

Zi Feng felt it was his love and duty to watch the response on his lovers face. He aching discomfort brought Ya Nuo’s hips up, moving her breast closer to Zi Feng, his finger move to pinch at Ya Nuo’s peaks twisting and yanking one then the other.

Then the burning breaching of something sliding into her channel, she tenses up, even though Ya Nuo desires more her body refused, tightening up against the intrusion.

“Relax, Ya Nuo,” Zi Feng whispered into Ya Nuo’s ear, “Let your body relax. Let me in.” The first push felt like a fist was entering her and Ya Nuo was crying tears, her breathing turning into short grunts. Working to push and relax, Ya Nuo inhaled sharply, letting her legs rest against Zi Feng’s shoulders. The muscle of ring sudden gave way and released its hold on Zi Feng’s tip, swallowing the whole of the head into her heat.

“Ah….my love.” Zi Feng moaned. He couldn’t believe the sensation along his body. Ya Nuo’s hands were around his neck, and her mouth found his, searing them together in a long kiss. Diligently Zi Feng moving slowly, he edges into Ya Nuo’s body, letting his wife adjust around him. Slowly the dancing began where he pulled back then forward inching himself in and out letting her get use to the feelings. Wanting more kisses, Zi Feng sucked on Ya Nuo’s tongue, letting his lover’s tiny moans reverberate into his mouth. Ya Nuo’s noises were turning sensual, her voice sharpening as her channel accepts Zi Feng’s breadth.

Zi Feng eases his way until he sunk half way, the pressure was intense and he could feel the barrier just above his tip. “Ya Nuo…hold onto me” He ordered, meeting Ya Nuo’s eyes with a searing glance.

Ya Nuo misty look turn sharp but she did as her husband said, tightening her grip, noticing her grip on his shoulders he shot a prayer of forgiveness and drew back, “Forgive me.” He murmurs and slammed himself through the barrier.

Ya Nuo thighs tenses and she cries out arching her back, the nails digging into his back, couldn’t feel as bad as the ones that Ya Nuo was experiencing at this moment. Zi Feng’ kept kissing his lovers neck and shoulder, “I’m sorry…I’m sorry.” He whispered. Blood streak from Ya Nuo’s nails down his back, but he was focus on his lover concerned.

Tears pooled down Ya Nuo’s corner eyes leaking as she hiccups in cries of pain. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry.” Zi Feng said kissing away those salty tears licking the corner of her eyes.

“Why did it hurt so much?” Ya Nuo hiccups out her breath, unable to understand what happened.

“I am your first and last man, Ya Nuo…” Zi Feng was smoothing his hand up and down Ya Nuo’s arms and thighs he slowly lower her thighs from his shoulder and down to his hips wrapping her legs around his. “It won’t ever hurt this badly…again.”

Ya Nuo turn her head away, “If it hurts…then…”

Zi Feng said softly, “It won’t…I promise.” His hips slowly pace back then forward earning a gasp of discomfort and pleasure. “It won’t ever hurt again.” His gluteus presses and hips snapped forward grinding slowly. Proving his words to his lover he lean forward teases, “Unless you want me to give you some pain.” 

To Zi feng, buried deep into the soft velvet of Ya Nuo’s body, he knew that he would never let the other go, no matter how far she ran or how often she stubbornly try to fix her problems. Ya Nuo was his, to have and cherish.

Ya Nuo face took on a confused look then pleasure. Zi Feng thrust deeper in, hitting a curve of pleasure, Ya Nuo gasped in surprise, her toes curling down then her hips followed forcing Zi Feng hips closer, rising to meet Zi Feng’s movement. Her hands roamed over Zi Feng’s back then down to the perk buttocks pulling the other man as deep as she could.

The aching was building again; she strained against Zi Feng’s slower thrust, mewling in need when the other nearly stopped moving then picked the pace. He rubbing friction of their bodies were turning the slickness that flow out of Ya Nuo into honey. A hard finger slid over Ya Nuo’s clit rubbing slowly and surely in between impacts of thrusts. 

Twisting, Ya Nuo struggle to match Zi Feng’s thrust, she wonder if she hit an electrical current, since lightning coursing through her body then subsiding into a dull throb, Zi Feng places his hands on Ya Nuo’s hips.

“Say that you are mine.” ZI Feng bends over his lover face, staring into those pretty eyes. He gripped Ya Nuo’s body until the other lay nearly still despite her own straining need. Diving deep with each rocking of his hips, ZI Feng bit down on Ya Nuo’s lips, pulling it out then sucking on its plumpness. He released it after hearing Ya Nuo’s small cry of pain, smiling at the dimpled ridge he left behind.

“I want to hear you say it.” Zi Feng’ run the tip of tongue up and down Ya Nuo’s cheek, “Mine. I want to hear you say that you belong to me.”

Unable to reason with the heated desires Ya Nuo cries out, “No!” She growls, “Mine! You are mine!”

Zi Feng couldn’t help laughing but moans he plunges into his lover and pour himself out into Ya Nuo’s curved body. Ya Nuo scream as she spills over her own pleasures clenching tight and milking Zi Feng. Each time she felt like she was crescent to the top of the bridge and falling back from the press of heat sliding into her tunnel to her belly.

A panted breath Ya Nuo could only sigh out, “Woot…”

Zi Feng lean forward putting his weight on his arms sweat was dripping down his face onto his lover. 

“I love you….” He kisses those upturn satisfied lips.

“I know.” Ya Nuo whispered.

 
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