His Little Flower (Felix and Flora)

Chapter 117

Felix fussed over me so much in the next few days. And everyone was visiting me. His parents. His friends. My friends. I wasn't sure what he had done, or was planning to do with Liam and Ascensio. I was just glad to be back home. Felix had also caught Lexi's fiance Gray, I felt bad for Lexi. But she had told me she didn't want to marry a man who helped kidnap women.

She had still loved him, though. It was sad for her. I'd made Felix promise he would help her and not let her get back to the state of poverty she had escaped from. He had agreed.

It had been a few days. He always kept me in bed, like a baby. Even currently, he was seated beside me, looking down at his hands.

"I should have known, he muttered, his voice heavy with self-blame. "I should have been more careful, protected you better."

His words pricked at me. I had known he would blame himself. "Felix," I said, taking his hand. The warmth of his calloused palm was a grounding presence. I traced the skin with my thumb. "Don't. This wasn't your fault. You came for me. You saved me."

His

gaze

searched mine, desperate for absolution. "But I let them take you in the first place," he said, his voice low. "Twice, Flora." He groaned.

It had all been a terrifying ordeal the ropes biting into my skin, the taunts and threats hanging heavy in the air. I had thought very seriously that maybe I would die. But even then, every cell of my body knew that Felix would come for me. "You couldn't have known, I countered, squeezing his hand. "They were clever, manipulative. But even when all of that shit was happening, I never doubted you'd find me."

Surprise flickered across his face, quickly replaced by a hesitant smile. "You never doubted?"

1 shook my head, a small smile gracing my lips. "Never. You promised to protect me, and deep down, I knew you would keep that promise."

He pulled me into a tight embrace, the warmth of his body was just what I needed. As Felix held me close, a sense of peace settled over me. home, together.

"What do you want to do now?" he asked, his voice gentle.

We were

I looked around the living room,

sense of normalcy washing over me. "Right now," I said, a small smile lighting up my face, "all I want to do is stay here, have a cup of coffee, and pretend like none of this ever happened." Felix chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated in my chest. "Sounds perfect."

He bent his head to lay a soft kiss on my forehead. Accidentally, his hand brushed against the wound on my wrist. I winced a little.

It was like he recoiled from me. It stung. Annoyed and a little angry, I scowled at him. "Stop being so. so... I began to speak. Felix was staring at me like I was made of glass.

"Stop treating me like I'm fragile," my voice raised. His eyes widened

"You're hurt," he whispered.

"Not that much."

I began to take off my top, pulling it right over my head quickly. "You promised me something. For our wedding night. Do it."

"Flower," he groaned. His eyes swept over my body. He looked pained. "Don't... Jesus." His eyes were turning darker, I knew the effect i had on him.

"Not like this."

I grabbed his hand, placing it on my face. "Be rough with me. Fuck me, Felix. We hath needed it."

He climbed over me. Predator to prey. This is what I wanted. My breathing quickened. His head dipped, and he captured my lips in a kiss. His mouth was wet and hungry as it devoured mine. "Don't tempt me, baby. You can't take me like this." "Try me."

His eyes blazed. He lightly fisted my hair. "You're so desperate, baby."

"For you, I gasped. His hand travelled downward, behind my back, and he unhooked my bra. It opened with a pop. Ile just pushed the material upward,

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too invested in kissing me to take it off properly.

"I need to fuck you hard enough to get you sore for days," he murmured in my ear, "Need to remind us both that you belong to me. You're here. You're mine. Need to fill you with my cum."

"Do it." I urged, "I need you inside me."

He made quick work of taking off my pants. He threw them on the floor. He slowly took off my panties, dragging them down my legs painstal balled them up in his fist, then looked at me. "Open your mouth"

Oh.

1. dy. He

I lightly opened my mouth, my lips parting, half in fascination and half in anticipation. He pushed the little ball of panties into my mouth. God. It felt so... I couldn't describe it if I wanted to. With my lips closed over the panties, he lightly patted my cheek. "Don't need you screaming when I make it hurt for you," he smiled a little. A dangerous little smile that sent shock waves down my spine. "You ready, baby?" I nodded. I was more than ready. I spread my legs in response to his question, pulling my knees up to my chest, opening myself up for him.

He entered me slowly, an inch at a time. It was driving me crazy, feeling him fill up slowly. He was so big, when he started thrusting he'd hit my cervix. It always left a slight, delicious ache in my body. When he was buried to the hilt, he pulled out all at once, then pushed into me again.

"You're mine," he said, sinking into me to the hilt. Pleasure began to build inside me, deep in inside my core. I move my hips to welcome him inside me. "My girl. My wife. My Flora,"

He reached out and took my panties out of my mouth. "Say it." He reached down and lightly pinched my clit. "I'm yours!" I cried. His hands gripped my hips as he thrust into me, hard and fast, yet sensuous. His grip on me was tight, his nails dug into my skin. He was holding me with desperation, with ineed. "Cum for me," he ordered. He rubbed my clit in circles. With the pressure of him hitting the sensitive spot inside me, it was enough to make me spill over. I came in waves all over his cock. It seemed to please him. "Every night, Flora." He spoke, "I'm going to have you in my bed. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to make babies with you. I'm going to train you to take my cock like a good girl. I'm going to love you like a madman. I'm never letting you out of my sight again." Tears sprung to my eyes. The pleasure in my body, his words, the relief of being with him again washed over me. My heart swelled with emotion and tears streamed down my face. He didn't stop fucking me, driving into me over and over. "I love you," I whispered, "Always. I always have. You're my everything."

I felt his body pulse as he came inside me. I felt his warmth fill up inside me, marking me as his own.

Still inside me, he bent down to lay a kiss on me. "My little flower," he said softly, "My everything Chapter Comments:

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