Thea’s Point of View

My life was a total mess right now. Today was the day of my wedding, which ought to be the finest day of my life—However, I was waiting here in the church to walk down the aisle. To marry a man I didn't even know.

The guests who were in close proximity to me were smiling and making odd wishes for me. God! None of them were people I know at all. There was nothing I could call it rather than the absurdity of this.

I came out of a coma brought on by an accident ten days ago. All my memories were lost. I feel as though someone just snapped their fingers in my face, then BAM! I had no idea what was happening anymore. I couldn't even tie my shoes, and here I was in this scene. To add more to this unending unfortunate, an explosion at a chemical facility took the lives of my parents. I didn't know who did that to them, or it might have been an accident entirely. What sort of impressions did they make on me? Whom should I be on guard against? Because of what happened in my life, I could claim that my existence was a whole curse.

I made my way down the red carpet to the navy groom's suit-clad man who was waiting for me. Now that I was in this position, I found myself longing for the loud debates my parents used to have on the drive home from work every night. Even though the only memories I had of them were of their disagreements, I still mourn them. I once had a dream that I would accompany my father as he introduced me to the man I would spend the rest of my life with. However, this was no longer a possibility.

The man extended his hands to me as an invitation, but the veil hid my face. I couldn't help but notice how dashing the man appeared as I glanced into his blue eyes and continued to observe. A navy suit, a beard, and boutonniere embellishments on his chest complete an elegant-looking hairstyle that was both trendy and timeless.

When I placed my hand on his palm, he helped me forward and we knelt at the church's altar. The priest began the ceremony before asking the man sitting next to me questions.

“Do you, Craig Holden, take Timothea Curtis to be your wedded wife, to cherish in love and friendship, in strength and weakness, in success and disappointment, to love her faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?”

He first looked at me deeply with his blue eyes before answering, “I do.”

Priest then questioned me. I noticed the collective hush and the anxious glances of Mason, my step-brother and his mom, aunt Joana.

“I-I do.” I was unconscious as large teardrops fell on the ground.

“Okay repeat after me,” continued Father, “I, Craig/Timothea, take you, Timothea/Craig, to be my lawfully wedded husband/wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”

“And now, by the power vested in me by God, it is my honor and delight to declare you married. Go forth and live each day to the fullest. You may seal this declaration with a kiss.”

My veil was raised by Craig, who then delicately pushed his soft lips on mine as I shut my eyes.

“I am so pleased to present the newlyweds, Craig Holden and Timothea Curtis Holden!”

Everyone clapped and gave their congratulations and in spite of the fact that we were now husband and wife, I was still perplexed as to why I felt driven to marry this billionaire whom I had never met before.

How exactly did events play out in my life?

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“Thea! Are you happy that you are married now?” My aunt Joana Gordon and my step-brother Mason came up to me and swiftly greeted me.

I just tried to put a smile on my face because, even though I don’t like to acknowledge it, I still have some bitterness against them despite my best efforts. They were one of the reasons I was forced to marry Craig.

“Don’t be depressed because your memory will return.” Aunt Joana stroked my hair, and then both of them turned to gaze at Craig, who was behind me.

When I woke up from my comatose state, I found out that the car I was driving had had an accident. But it wasn’t the only thing that took me by surprise; the thing that made me the most apprehensive was when Aunti Joana informed me that I would be forced into marriage with Craig. The people around me told me that Craig and I had been in a relationship for a long time, but I couldn’t recall, since I was suffering from memory loss.

When I expressed my reluctance to marry, they assured me that if I married him, he would revive the company that my parents had entrusted me with. They also briefed me that my mother and father had passed away.

Do you know what the funny thing is?

Auntie Joana was my father’s mistress and their son was Mason.

I didn’t say anything else, I would have gone back and greeted the rest of our visitors, but before I could walk away, I felt a warm breath in my ear and an arm wrapped tightly around my waist.

“Do you feel tired?”

My body tensed, but I was unable to speak due to the large number of people who were observing us. I’m not sure when I’ll be ready to get acclimated to the way things are done here. When I turned around to face Mason and Joana, their lips were just slightly lifted.

As soon as I didn’t respond, he murmured in my ear once again.

“If you’re sleepy, we can go home to our new house and I’ll give you something.” If his voice could still be heard earlier, it is now almost impossible for others to hear him, since the steam of his tongue has penetrated my earlobe and curdled there.

Thea’s Point of view

I had a dry throat, yet I was still swallowing the saliva that had pooled there. I gave a hesitant nod, and we turned back without telling anybody what we were doing.

Because our wedding venue was on the beach, the two of us were still wearing the marriage outfit.

There was a lot of silence between the two of us while we were in the vehicle, and it seemed as if there was some suspense. And I feel like a rope is connecting us.

As soon as he parked his car in the garage, I was greeted by the warmth of his kisses on my lips. His tongue soon invaded my mouth, and he engaged in a battle of the tongues with me.

“Ngh… Mmmhh.”

Because of his seductive kisses, I was completely ignorant of the fact that we had just gotten out of the car. All I knew was that he picked me up as we walked toward the door.

While I am clutching his neck, he does not take his lips away from my neck.

Because my gown is so hefty, it’s possible that my weight is already overweight.

*clack*

Soon as the door opened and we walked inside it, he began to lower me while standing behind me.

In an instant, he ripped my wedding dress off my body till it was on the floor, then groped my chest. I didn’t make a move and rather let him lick the back of my neck till he was satisfied.

When he poked my nipples, he also bit the top of my ear and muttered once more into it. “Your nipples are extremely hard. It could cut some glass.”

“I-I’m just cold.” When I lied to him, I bit my tongue so that no more grunts could escape.

“Alright. I’ll make you feel warm.” He licked my nape again and pinched my nipples. “Your boobs dangle erotically.”

When I felt the huge and thick stick hitting me in the back, I turned to face him.

When he began rubbing it on my back, my body became utterly motionless.

“Stop humping my ass …”

“But I’m certain that if I do this, your coldness will be gone.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed himself even harder.

I bit my lower lip and didn’t answer. Just as I was about to let go of his tight embrace around my waist, I heard his zipper come down.

Because it was just the two of us, we could hear our every breath.

In the process of stripping down to my underwear, I felt his raw cock thrusting between my legs.

“Open your legs. I don’t want to take you by surprise, so I won’t put it in your hole right away. Let me borrow your legs.”

I stopped complaining and just followed his orders. The moment his soldier slipped between my legs, he promptly closed them and then took both of my hips in his hands

“Your hole’s wetness is dripping in your legs so I can grind it without any lotion.”

“Ah …” I covered my mouth.

I covered my mouth.

What is this sensation?

“Come on, baby. Close your legs tighter and you can shut your eyes too, so it will feel like we are really doing it.”

I feel his hardness striking my clitoris with each push he gives me.

“Haaah … Ughh.” He is rubbing in a good spot and electricity is running through my body.

“You are making a lot of noise now. Does it make you feel insane?” He kissed me when I moved my face towards him. “I’m delighted that I married you and claim you as my own.”

“Mmhh.”

As we were touching, he stepped away from me and withdrew his cock into the middle of my legs, and I could see his annoyed face.

“I don’t want to spend any of my sperm on something as pointless as this. My cock got dirty with your pussy juice. Aren’t you going to clean it?”

Thea’s Point of view

I’m not sure what kind of response I’ll have for him. My face was full of embarrassment as my body faced him and he could see the whole of it.

So, it came as no surprise to me when he dragged me up to the second floor, where our room was located. Because today is our honeymoon, there are no maids in the house, not even one. Craig said we couldn’t travel overseas because I wasn’t in good condition yet.

If I’m not well yet, why do they have to hurry up the wedding?

When we entered his room, he pulled me down, so I gave up my leg and knelt.

“Perhaps, if you suck me today, we won’t have sex because it’s obvious on your face that you don’t like what we’re doing.”

My cheeks flushed as I was not certain whether I should be glad about what was happening to us or not.

“Start now. Open your mouth.”

I did not adhere to his directions. I just sat around and kept my mouth closed. I can’t seem to get rid of the uneasy reaction I’m having to my face, but I can’t say that I’m dissatisfied with what’s going on.

“Why aren’t you moving? Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how to swallow dick as well?” He brushed his cock with my lips.

I tasted and smelled it. In the end, I could do nothing but open my mouth because there was nothing I could do. We are married, and as his wife, it is my responsibility to provide him with everything he desires. And I’m certain that if we don’t keep doing what we’re doing now, sooner or later something similar will happen.

“Roll it in your saliva, but don’t suck it yet, because it is a normal habit that you must kiss it before you devour it.”

I obeyed what he said but didn’t let him know that I didn’t really know what to do.

“Now, get your mouth full.”

Either he has realized that I don’t really know how it is done, or perhaps I don’t satisfy him that much because he hasn’t stopped teaching me how to do it. It’s like if I’m a dog that must be taught how to do what I’m supposed to do.

“Hmmp!”

When he shoved his crotch up my throat, I was struggling to take a breath. My nails were nearly completely embedded in his legs, and my whole body was trembling, my eyes were becoming white, and I was ready to give up.

He grasped my firm breasts once again and didn’t let go until they were completely squeezed. “You have turned into a cock expert. You have the image of a baby that enjoys sucking on a pacifier.”

I couldn’t answer because his dick was still in my mouth. My throat aches, and I get a weird taste in my mouth. I think that is his liquid.

“If you do nothing but suck me. Why don’t you also play with your nipples?”

I know in my heart that I don’t agree with what he is ordering me to do, but still…

I let go of his legs and slid his penis back into my throat, where I began squeezing my nipples with my finger. The pressure in my body increased as if I were tinkering with the flames of sensory experience.

I don’t like this but…

“Oooh…!”

“Wow, what a beautiful view. Deep throat me more.”

Every time I tickle my nipples, my lower part throbs, and it pulsates for reasons that I am unable to determine. He treated me as if I were a slave.

Every time he thrusts his cock down my throat, it becomes hotter and larger. If it manages to go inside my pussy… I might go crazy.

And pinching my nipples isn’t enough.

I dropped one hand and began massaging my clitoris.

I want to touch it.

No. I need to touch it. It’s aching.

I couldn’t calm myself down.

I don’t give a second thought to his reaction considering he is bound to see me.

I’m sucking him and masturbating my pussy at the same time.

It feels amazing, yet I’m humiliated by what I’m doing right now because I have no control over my body. I honestly want to burst into tears.

“I only advised you to play with your nipples. Why are you diddling yourself now? Hmm?” He immediately grabs my head and shoves his cock into my throat with a great effort.

Because it is pushing on my neck, there are tears accumulating on the side of my eye that I cannot wipe away.

“I’ve noticed that every time I am rough with you, you get more turned on.” He grinned and snatched my hair in front. “Open up. I’m going to shoot my loads inside your fucking mouth.”

“Oh… Anyway, go on. Make yourself cum with your fingers. I also want you to cum while I ejaculate inside your mouth.”

He stood and watched me put my two fingers into my hole, and I could already feel the hot and thick sperm streaming into my mouth before I even started fingering myself. The stuff that surrounded my tongue had the consistency of jelly.

“Damn!” He groaned.

Even though he finished ejaculating, I still didn’t remove his cock from my mouth.

“That is right. You suck every drop of water into my penis and balls.”

When I swallowed everything and removed my mouth—I suddenly fell to the floor.

“Did you swallow it?”

I nodded my head and lay down on the floor.

“That is enough for today. There are still a lot of days left for us. After you wake up, I will give you something.”

Because I had just closed my eyes, I was no longer able to comprehend what he was saying.

I’m not sure what he will give me, but I’m interested in finding out and seeing if he’s serious.

Nevertheless, before I could fully drift off, I felt him raise me up and I touched the soft bed under my feet.