Watching his wife scream his name begging for him to finish what he started curved his lips into a wicked grin. Liam loved the turture he was putting her through which to him was heavenly turture.
He has pinned her like this for a while licking and poking her to her peek and then wickedly pulling out.
Elsa felt a new wave of emotions that had her almost crying, this was the worst thing anyone has done to her. This was hell on the bed, and the worst was what his tongue did to her down there, she felt exhausted and weak from his punishment.
She couldn't take it anymore, this was not love, she was not some whore to go through this punishment. "L... Liam I can't anymore!" She cried out and he finally paused his action to stare at his little wife. "What can you not take anymore?" He spoke so slowly studying her actions closely.
"This, I can't anymore. Please I'm sorry for not taking your calls, I promise to change!" She pleaded hoping he would listen. "We can't continue if you're not going to finish, this isn't love, you don't love me Liam!" She kept a livid face trying to free her hands and legs from the chains.
"Is that so, it seems my queen wants more punishment!" He smiled which only made her frown even more, "I'm very sure no king punishes his queen the way you do".
"When have I punished you....?" He slid his hands back in shutting her little mouth from uttering thee remaining words as she threw her head backwards feeling him slid in and out of her till she finally reached her peek and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.
Slowly, Liam finally free her hands and legs and took her to the bathroom. He was satisfied with her punishment even if they just went in for three rounds, and she looked very exhausted and weak from what they did. He smiled.
Placing her on the bed, Liam tucked her under the duvet and got in with her, wrapping his arms around her, he drifted to dream land.
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Maisha stepped into the lounge to inspect the decoration of the lounge the next morning, she had a subtle smile on her lips as she watched them decorate the entire place. "Good morning sweet mother?" Someone hugged her from behind, inhaling her sweet smell.
"Where have you been for days now Dax?" She met his gaze cupping his face with her palm as she placed a kiss on his forehead. No matter how stubborn Dax was, she loved him more than anything. To her, he was still her little son, the one that has gone through alot till she found Donovan. All she wanted was love him more for the years he lacked love. She would love him forever and always support him.
His real Father hated him and almost killed him when he was little, and when she had found her second lover, he loved Dax so much but he had to die early. When she thought all hope was lost for she and her son, she found Donovan, and he changed their lives.
He gave she and her son an undying love, even more than the way he's ever loved his real son's. Liam's case was the worst, he hated the boy cause of his insane mother, but she's glad the boy has grown to hold no grudges against them and that Donovan has finally loved the boy and accepted him as his son.
"Business trip mother, I had some business to do with Rafael, but it's finished now, you don't have to worry!" He kissed her both cheeks. "What's all these for?" He stared at the maids decorating the lounge.
Dax felt happy that at last, their plans was going to work. Once Liam was out of the way, Elsa would be his, and not only her, Liam's wealth and everything he owns would be his. Rafael and his crew can only kill his fake brother, but he had the upper hands to everything.
"It's Elsa's 18th birthday, and we have to celebrate it in grand style!" Maisha stayed for her son to smile. "Shouldn't that be done in Liam's Mansion?" "You know how busy your brother is, and besides Elsa's here with us now it's only best if the party's being held here".
"Elsa's here?" Dax sounded surprised nat the same time excited, his little El was here. "Hmm, she must still be asleep now, don't disturb her Dax!" Maisha walked away for Dax to go to his room through the grand stairs. If he knew Elsa was around, he wouldn't have gone for any stupid meeting with anyone.
Stepping into Liam's chamber which no longer held a guard, he got to Elsa's room and twisted the door knob only to find her room empty. He frowned slightly.
Standing before Liam's room door, he twisted the door knob and pushed it open to see the couple still fast asleep on the bed.
Dax's blood boiled in him, he was furious at the sight before him. Was Liam now attracted to his little Elsa, that has got them sleeping in this intimate position. He saw the girl move a little hugging the man on the bed tightly, and for some reason, Dax couldn't move an inch.
His feet was stucked there, this was invasion of privacy at the same time, not good for his image before this couple, but he still stood there. What his heart did has never happened before. He was angry, furious and wanted to kill Liam at this point.
When his mother mentioned Elsa's presence in the mansion, she never said Liam was home too. Or did he just arrive at the mansion too?
Why don't he just make this man's death less painful? He was not supposed to touch Elsa, not when he hasn't had the chance to. Dax gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into a fist as he stepped closer to the bed where the couple laid.
He could just strangle this man to death right now, and make life easy for everyone.
"Good morning Love, happy birthday!" Liam pulled her in for a kiss. He kissed her hungrily sucking her lips and deeping his tongue into her throat to hear her sweet early morning moan.
Dax paused, this means the man was awake, Liam has been awake the very moment he stepped in, but he wanted to wish his sweet wife a happy birthday first before dealing with Dax. One thing Liam hated was someone stepping into his room, that's why most times he was shocked at himself for wanting to live and share with his little woman.
It amazes him how things changed so quickly, how he felt the love he lost long ago again. This is the reason he doesn't play with his wife, cause she awakened his dead self again.
He finally let her go, after marking his territory, "Go take your bath, we have alot to do today before your party". He smiled for her to nod at his words.
Jealous Dax stared at them, burning in range. He didn't care anymore, he just could not stand to see another man touch his woman. She was meant to be his and his alone, not someone else's. He had to hold himself as he stepped out of his room before anyone sees him.
Liam wrapped the duvet around her naked body and led her to the bathroom lovingly, before stepping out, and he went straight to Dax.
"What brought you into my room Dax?" Hearing the man's voice behind him made Dax furious that he had lost his senses and he faced the beast in a challenging way.
"You're not supposed to touch her Liam, she's mine and you ......!" Liam held Dax by his collar with gritted teeth and punched him. This had dax falling over the table and scattering some things in the lounge. Problems have different means of approach and Liam thought this is the only way to correct Dax.
Without giving him any chance to recover from the previous punch, he walked up to him and punched the man again and again, holding his hair as he threw him out of his chambers.
Dax didn't have a chance to counter the man's attacks as Liam used his body as a punching bag, beating him from all angle.
Offence number one, invading his privacy and offence number two, claiming his property to be his. Liam was furious, Elsa was not some bag of fruit or food items to be disrespected verbally by anyone. She was his freaking wife for crying out loud. The wife of Liam Lorenzo Black'.
This people have no idea how many heads have fallen cause of this one woman that should not be disrespected by anyone.
Dax spat out blood from his lips from the heavy punch he got from the furious man. He didn't know how the man is so fast in his punches that he hasn't seen a moment to fight back. "I don't remember you buying my wife, and I will not tolerate it if you keep claiming what's mine!"
This foolish man was really getting on his nerves, and he was tired of it. He could restrain himself for anything, but not when it came to his wife.