Thread: Levirate (Google and skittish_butterfly)

Alone with Constance for the first time in five years, he had only seen her a handful of times before they were to be married in the first place and only had a few minutes alone with her before Rory had managed to ruin everything... but now things were going to return to how they were supposed to be. A part of Jacob felt that it was unfortunate that his brother was now gone, he was the only family that Jacob had... but he had stood in the way of what Jacob wanted and it was hard for Jacob not to enjoy the opportunities that the untimely death had brought about. Only an idiot wouldn't take advantage of this, only an idiot failed to act when they had a chance. It hurt a bit when she clawed at his hand, trying to get free from his grip on her hair but really it didn't matter. The pain was an annoyance and nothing more, Jacob tightened his grip a bit and twisted to make sure she was hurt even more but the incident was filed away, going into the same part of his brain where he had stored her earlier behavior, cursing him, insulting him, and spitting at his feet... each and every thing she had done would just be brought up again while she was suffering, while she was being broken. Rory was soft with you. He said slowly, his tone cold as he shifted his hips to grind his covered cock against her face through his slacked, knowing that she would be humiliated by the touch, more important then the physical pleasure was the pleasure that came from knowing the power that he had over her and how little she could do about it. Rory was far to gentle with you... I am sure that it was very sweet and enjoyable but compared to what I would have offered it would have been nothing at all. Pulling her back from his crotch he sneered at her, his tone might have been neutral but the look on his face was a twisted mix of lust and anger, bordering on hatred. You would have been the perfect trophy wife, my virgin bride who would have learned everything about the pleasures of womanhood at my hand... He knelt quickly, pushing her head down to the ground next to his feet and holding her there, where she belonged, where she would learn to stay. Oh he wanted her so bad, he could barely think straight in that moment, every moment near her was driving him wild. She was so fucking gorgeous, even in the comfortable clothing rather then dressed for appearance he still had been struggling to restrain himself from the moment he had entered the apartment, even with her father in the room he had wanted to fuck her like a wild animal, to dominate her, to control her and claim her as his woman. Releasing her hair his hand pressed down on her shoulder to pin her in place as he shifted, leaning down closer to her, his face just above hers, he wanted to taste her, wanted to devour her. You should remember Constance, our marriage is to ensure the continuation of the family line... it can only end when you have given birth to my child and that would still require my consent. She had to remember that, she had to know that her own faith was what would ensure he had her for as long as he wanted her. Unable to help himself, unable to go without tasting her sweet flesh for the first time in over five years, since a stolen kiss in a rare moment alone with her, a moment where he had pulled her small body tight against his and pressed his tongue into her mouth before she had been able to object or even react. He didn't kiss her just yet though, instead he slowly ran his tongue along her face, from her cheek to her lips, the taste of her making his cock throb painfully. I am going to fuck you now. He whispered, his voice tinted with the excitement of the moment. My brother might have been able to enjoy your body before me but I suspect there is still one virgin hole I can have. As he spoke his free hand moved down her back, hooking a thumb in her shorts and starting to slowly pull them down her legs, revealing perfectly smooth flesh to him. I wanted to fuck you ass the moment I saw you... Oh yes, she didn't deserve to enjoy the experience, if she had behaved then it might have gone differently but since she had chosen to be an annoying cunt he was going to make sure that he was the only one enjoying what was coming. He shifted carefully, moving along the floor as he continued to lower her shorts, sliding so that he was behind her ass, enjoying the view as well as her struggles.