Chapter 3 I'am sorry Jorge

"Oh my!" squealed Ciara as she covered her eyes with both palms.

"Why are you covering your eyes?" asked Edward with an innocent look.

Was Edward crazy? Of course, Ciara was not ready to see a sight she had never seen before. Even though Edward was now her husband, Ciara still did not expect to be married to Edward.

"No," she replied briefly, looking away.

Edward chuckled, stepping closer to Ciara with a smile that was hard to interpret. His eyes searched Ciara's body from top to bottom.

While Ciara did not care about Edward, she continued to put the clothes into the cupboard. Ciara had difficulty putting the clothes on the top shelf, but unexpectedly, someone stood right behind her. Helping her put the clothes down-who else if not Edward?

Ciara's heart really beat faster; how could it not? The two of them were very close now, Edward's chest pressing against Ciara's back.

"If you need help, say so," Edward whispered right in Ciara's ear.

Ciara gasped, shuddering, as Edward's breath hit her neck. She immediately turned around and gently pushed Edward's body away from her. "I-iya, thanks," she said as she was about to walk away.

But her steps were halted as Edward suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist tightly. "Where are you going, hm?"

"Let go of me; I want to go!" Ciara continued to rebel, looking at Edward with a scared gaze.

While Edward sighed, he said, "Do you really not consider me a husband? You can't accept me, can you?"

Ciara lowered her head, not knowing why she felt guilty about Edward. Ciara did not hate Edward; it was just that her heart still belonged to Jorge. Ciara still hoped that Jorge would return to her.

"No, Edward, I just..."

"Then serve me as your husband."

"I'm not ready; what if Jorge comes back after this? I don't want to betray him, I-I--"

Brakk...

Edward punched the cupboard behind Ciara, gripping Ciara's arm tightly. Ciara could not run and could not move at all. Not knowing why Edward instantly became angry at Ciara's words, it surprised Ciara.

"Don't ever mention Jorge's name when you're with me, Ciara! I am now your husband, so I have full rights over you." Edward spoke softly but emphasized every word. Her hand gently caressed Ciara's cheek.

"But Al--"

Mphhhhh...

Without further ado, Edward silenced Ciara's mouth with her mouth. What was originally just sticking, but a second later became hotter. While Ciara could only cry trying to rebel, her hands were locked by Edward. Not only that, Edward began to go down to Ciara's level neck. Her lips began to lustfully touch Ciara's body.

"Ahhhmm." A smooth sigh sounded from Ciara's tiny mouth; she couldn't help the sound. Her body began to fall into Edward's touch, even though her heart rejected it all.

Edward slowly lifted Ciara's body without releasing the link on her lips. I don't know what was on Ciara's mind; now she no longer rebelled. Neither did she retaliate; both of them had been overcome by lust.

Edward threw Ciara's body on the mattress; she was even more consumed by lust when she saw Ciara's dress rise slightly to reveal her smooth thighs.

"I beg you, Edward! Don't do that!" said Ciara hoarsely after Edward unlinked her lips.

Her body was already unable to rebel because Edward was pressing against her. Edward locked her hands together.

"You belong to me now, Ciara! Please open your heart for me," Edward said in a heavy voice, indicating that he was trying to hold back something.

Cup...

Edward crushed Ciara's lips roughly; her hands did not remain silent. By touching all of Ciara's limbs, one by one, the clothes attached to Ciara's body were removed. Edward was increasingly overcome by lust when she saw Ciara's body, which was not covered by a single piece of cloth.

While Ciara could only cry and close her eyes, holding back the sound of sighs coming out of her mouth, Edward started kissing her two mounds.

"Aahhhh, Edward! Please stop!" The sigh suddenly came out of Ciara's mouth again.

When Edward heard her name being called, her passion grew. Slowly, he opened the towel he was wearing; once pulled, he was already not wearing a single piece of clothing. Both of them were naked.

Ciara screamed and cried even more at the sight of Edward's huge cock. This was the first time in her life she had done such a dirty thing. She had run out of energy to rebel.

With her sweet eyes, Edward again crushed Ciara's pink lips.

"You're only mine, Ciara!" said Edward softly, looking at Ciara's eyes, which were red from too many tears.

"J-don't," Ciara said with tears in her eyes, feeling disgusted with herself. Because Ciara had not fully accepted Edward as her husband,.

Edward, who was overcome with lust, no longer listened to Ciara's soft voice. Without lingering any longer, she immediately joined her own and Ciara's.

"Arghhhhh!" Ciara cried out loudly, feeling something tearing inside her cheeks. Her tears did not stop coming.

"S-pain, stop!" Ciara croaked.

Fresh blood just flowed out of Ciara's; even Edward was wide-eyed at the sight.

'I took away her virginity?' Edward smiled wryly. Edward began to move back and forth slowly.

Even though it was slow, Ciara still felt pain. Her hands grabbed Edward's hair strongly to vent her pain. Meanwhile, Edward, who felt the tug on his hair, was getting excited.

Edward chose to silence Ciara's mouth with her lips, her junior still faithfully going back and forth down there. Her hands did not remain silent, returning to touch all of Ciara's limbs.

"Aaahhmmmm." Another sigh escaped Ciara's mouth as Edward reached her erotic point.

'I'm sorry, Jorge,' Ciara said, feeling a tightness in her chest.

Until a few moments later, the pain was so intense. Slowly becoming a pleasure for both of them, Ciara's hand that grabbed Edward's hair began to loosen. Changing to hug Edward's neck, he was carried away by the atmosphere of Edward's game. Plus, the scent of her husband's body might become an opiate for her, making Ciara forget everything.

The room, which was originally silent, was now filled with the sound of sighs coming from both of their mouths.