Chapter 113 - Greatest Prize

The very moment that they had parted ways from the driver and climbed into their home, feverish passion never ceased but only ignited further. Heaven and hell already broke loose from the bumpy car ride but Dane couldn't hold himself back any longer. It was frightening but he wanted to bury himself inside of her yet again even though she seemed so sensitive still from earlier. He lightly touched her arm and reveled that she shuddered sweetly into him.

The door shut and when it did, he urged her bare back against the door. He found her dark locks twriled at his fingertips. His lips forever found hers in a never ending seduction that sent estacy pouring one over the other until helpless groans were all that surrounded them. Dane could only sigh into her mouth. These lips have seduced him thousands of times and he would never be able to get enough until they were bruised.

He paused and broke away to survey the damage done to his poor beautiful wife. Poor because he hadn't yet had his fill. Would never have his fill because the beast had never felt so victorious and anxious to continue claiming his prize. Beautiful, because her wanton expression just exuded this helpless surrender at his mere gaze. Mere touch. Captive to only him.

Prisana, wife and lynx, had that ripped flimsy dress draped around her waist while her breasts and tender folds were exposed to his liking. She wore his suit jacket but god, his hand crept over to toss it over onto the ground so she was even more exposed to his liking. He stopped looking at her lovely assets and focused on her face. Suddenly all thoughts of ravishing her dissipated.

He cupped her bruised cheek, instantly feeling the rage boil everywhere inside for the endless time.

Wretched father of hers! He was right where he belonged. Facing public humliation and serving time for his wrongdoings. If he could have it his way, Dane would make sure the Senator would never live to see the light.

As always Prisana was always good at catching him off guard.

In return, she sadly smiled and reached her hand out to trail over his hideous bulging scar.  And then, she did the most beautiful act of leaning over to kiss his scar. Her plump lips brushed against that hideous scar he bared to all of Jersey.

Dane flinched. At the same time, his hand fell to his side but he stayed there and felt almost relieved. Like his worries about being an ugly beast were washed away in an instant with just a kiss from his beloved.

Nothing ever felt so refreshing like the first time she kissed this hideous scar under the pouring rain. Except the second time now, he was reassured that he'd found someone to love him regardless of his true face. His heart kept soaring to new heights he didn't even think was possible.

She took a deep breath and beat him to his own words while holding his conflicted gaze, "Dane. You're beautiful. I truly love everything that you are."

Dane blinked a few times and laughed like mad. It wasn't as if he remembered when but at the moment, it was like he was falling in love all over again by her confession alone. How could someone in this world take his heart by storm so many times without mercy? He'd have a heart attack soon. Dane had to clutch at his undone shirt where something inside kept pounding.

"B-Beautiful?" Dane stuttered this while trying to regain his composure she took away, then leaned over to peck her lips again. It was difficult to speak for a moment of silence filled them.

He gathered her into his arms more snugly and poked at the wrinkles on her forehead.  "Why do you flatter me with such a sad expression lynx?"

"Because, you don't realize your worth."

"My...worth?"

"You still think you are a beast..." she had to pause to think about it for a moment. "In bed still perhaps but the point is, you are my husband and the beautiful Dane I know is sweet, caring, protective, loyal, kind..."

Dane's incredulous chuckle interrupted her heartfelt confession. He chucked her chin as she frowned. "...My dearest, who are you talking about?"

"You," she boldly claimed.

He shook his head at her in all seriousness with a firm look. "You must be going delusional from today's events."

Prisana twisted away from him in complete annoyance. She waved a hand at him. "Oh forget it, continue thinking you're a beast to the world. You know what? Let go of me, I'm feeling fatigued from...mmph!"

The persistent proclaimed beast to the world shushed her with his lips. Just as fast as it had dissipated, desire came plummeting from their tongues intertwining over each other. And then, his contagious laughter tickled her eardrums, a sound she was becoming used to as he used to never laugh so openly before.

"I was joking...But know this lynx, I am only those things to you. Only for you would I strip down to become a man blinded by love."

With all of his strength to not take her right this instant on the entrance of their home, he picked her up so her belly was against his chest and shoulders. A sad whimper prompted Dane to chuckle.

"That's it?" came Prisana's disappointed voice.

"You're hurt."

Before she could open her mouth, he put her finger to her lips to shush any retorts. He shook his head at her, "Allow me to take care of it. It hurts me to see even the slightest of scar on this pretty face of yours."

Prisana tilted her head and remained obedient to his wishes as he lowered her down onto the couch. He crept around for the first aid kit. Even though they had been so intimate moments earlier, he found that the unnerving closeness made her fidget. Dane hadn't meant to but his chest accidentally brushed over her nipple. A sweet accident.

She sighed, doing a poor job at hiding how much she still wanted him. When his finger brushed over her bruise to spread ointment over it, her chest fell and rose repeatedly. His lynx was making it difficult not to pounce. After patching her cheek to his satisfaction, Dane purposefully inched his knee between her folds still possibly dripping wet with his cum from that bumpy car ride.

Desire pooled inside her eyes that he held which made the beast purr. Prisana dipped her head back as he continued rocking her to blissful estacy. As she did so, Dane leaned forward to kiss her neck. God he was rock hard like an animal in heat. Her reactions that told him she wanted him just as much did wonders. Her body knew who was making love to her as not even minutes to rocking his knee over her clit and pussy, she shuddered and screamed out his name.

He continued to rip of the rest of the flimsy dress until her body was naked at its most vulnerable state. A state he honestly wished she could just take on in front of him for a lifetime.

"Dane please..." she begged and at the same moment, he already had his cock positioned near her twitching entrance.

Dane heard that sharp intake of breath once he mercilessly drove his cock inside her. Hell she was so wet and tight that he could cum all at once. She was writhing and panting with shocking need. Instead of moving immediately, both of his hands crept along her arms so that it could find her hands. He held them and lifted one so he could kiss their mingled hands.

"Do you remember that day how I confessed I was madly in love with you?"

She nodded, squeezing back firmly. "I do. Would never forget it."

The beast inside was turning into a puppy as he leaned down to rest his head between her breasts that felt like soft pillows carressing his cheek. This moment and every others was something he wanted to cherish. He wanted to continue professing his love because he never wanted her to look for another or leave this world without her simply hearing or growing tired of it. Dane never knew he was such a sensitive loving man but for her, he'd become anything.

"That day and every day from then on from today, and even tomorrow, I think I'll still be madly in love like the first time."

Prisana lifted their hands and kissed his knuckles in return.

"Lies. You'll grow tired of me when the years go by."

"Never."

"My beauty will fade."

"I'm a beast with a scar. Beauty never mattered to me in the first place. It's a nice addition but all along, I've always fallen for what you are."

"Then I will be the one to grow tired of you," came her cruel response as she laughed at his distraughtness. "Kidding. I'd only grow tired of your stamina in bed. We should lay down some rules about..."

Dane withdrew his cock and immediately plummeted inside her again with a beastly grunt. She moaned aloud and twisted her body a little.

"What was that?" he feigned innocence roughly because passion from how insanely good her insides made him feel were beginning to take over.

Prisana lightly nipped at his shoulder. "Cruel beast of a husband."

"But you adore this cruel beast of a husband. No rules hmm? You should have known what you were singing up for when you signed that marriage certificate."

"Is it too late to revoke the signatures...?"

"Much too late dearest...Shh and let me hear your screams."

Before he was used to treating her delicately but now he wanted to inflict his raw animalistic desires onto her. He wasn't the least bit gentle as his cock rammed into her in hard persistent thrusts. Her breasts kept jiggling so he held them and suckled one into his mouth very sweetly, trying to get the honey. Honey spilled into his mouth upon her feverish moans.

His other hand glided along the ridges of her waist. Her lovely round butt that kept wiggling upon each thrust he rammed into her. Sweat was gleaming down from his forehead as his own grunts were matching her feverish moaning. Dane roughly leaned over to bite her neck and immediately, he felt her turn completely still. Like a songbird, she screamed out sweetly. Her nails dug into his back.

All he could do was study her every motion when she was washed over in estacy.

"You're so fucking beautiful...how?" Dane whispered to no one but himself as she kept sweetly convulsing beneath him.

Both a husband and a man blinded by love, something told him he was completely at her mercy for a lifetime. No other woman would ever be able to satiate his needs and desires like Prisana.

"...Prisana."

"...Yes Dane?" she was finally regaining her composure, sighing as she realized his firm member was still implanted inside.

"When all of this is over...When the demons I've been searching for have been laid to rest...I want to take you on a real honeymoon. We could escape the city life and return to the rural woods near Cranbury. Heck, I'm sure Nana would love it too."

She slowly nodded and turned her face away but he wouldn't let her gaze drift away from his passionate one.

"Why..." he turned her face toward him and realized she was becoming tearful. "Does the thought displease you that much my dearest?"

"...No...I'm happy...So happy. All my life I never belonged or felt that my future would be meaningful but it is and I'm glad I've found you."

"I was the one who found you," he corrected.

She laughed, stirring beneath him on purpose as he winced from how good it felt. "I was the one who ran from my vows and ran straight into you."

"I condede defeat," Dane voluntarily allowed her this because he didn't care about winning arguments if it made her pleased. "But I've already won the greatest prize of them all."

"And what is that?"

"You."