“Okay?”
“Yes,” Big Al replied, turning to the brothers. “Keep your eyes open. Zeus will want payback. Study the charter backwards and forwards. Make sure you abide by the rules because Zeus will be gunning for you now.”
“Not for a couple of months after that fuckin’ beating, brother. I’m damn glad I wasn’t on the receiving end of Hammer’s blows,” Bear commented.
“Heads down, boys. Be careful; we’ll be back soon,” Big Al said, grabbing Chance by the scruff of his neck. They touched foreheads, Big Al let Chance go, and we climbed on his bike.
“See ya in a couple of weeks!” Big Al roared over the purr of his Harley. I waved as Big Al opened the throttle and sped away, with me wrapped around him.
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Surprisingly, we ended up at an airport and boarded an aeroplane. Big Al had cupped my eyes so I couldn’t read where we were going, and I was bouncing when we exited the plane, and I spied the Caribbean islands. We spent the day roaming the coast, and after dinner, I dragged Big Al back to the beach hut he’d hired.
With the sound of the waves crashing against the sand, I headed for the bathroom and showered before I dressed in a slinky night dress. It opened down the front to my cleavage and hit me mid-thigh.
I’d gone shopping alone after Big Al had told me what to buy for our honeymoon. Not knowing the other old ladies at Hellfire was saddening but also freeing after what I knew of them. And I didn’t really have friends, so I shopped alone and managed. The girl in the lingerie shop had encouraged me loads after understanding I was a virgin bride and helped me spend a whack of dough on sexy underwear and nightdresses. I just hoped Big Al appreciated the effort.
Big Al was lying on the bed when I exited, and my eyes went straight to his dick. Damn, the man was stark naked, and all I could see in the moonlight was toned solid muscle and his hard, enormous cock. Big Al’s stare was trained on my body in the sexy negligee.
“That won’t fit in me!” I gasped, feeling panic in my belly as I eyed his cock.
“Angel, come here,” Big Al demanded.
“Er, no, that thing is huge. I’m tiny!” I muttered, skirting the bed.
Amusement crossed Big Al’s face as he sat up. “Tati, we will fit together, I promise,” Big Al drawled in a silken tone.
“How big is that monster?” I whispered.
“Ten inches.”
“Nope, the girl at the shop said six to seven is normal. That is three inches at least too big!” I yelped as Big Al lunged and caught me up in his arms.
“You look beautiful,” Big Al muttered before he claimed my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, happy as always to kiss him. But this smooch was different. Before, Big Al had always held back a part of himself. Tonight, there was no barrier. The kiss was rough, hot and claiming and sent shivers down my spine. His hands palmed my ass before Big Al lifted me off my feet and carried me to the bed. Big Al’s mouth made love to me, coaxing little moans as he worshipped my body.
In one motion, Big Al tore open the negligee and stared, drinking me in. Before I could cover myself as shyness kicked in, Big Al was cupping my breasts tenderly as his mouth nuzzled and loved on them. His hands kneaded and teased as I writhed under his muscular body.
“My beauty, all mine,” Big Al murmured as his lips caressed my stomach. It wasn’t completely flat; I had a little pouch, but Big Al didn’t give a shit. His tongue drew circles on my sensitive skin as a hand slipped between us and discovered my clit. Big Al’s fingers rolled over my nub, which felt so different from how I touched myself. His fingers were rougher and harder, and I noticed the pressure building up inside. Big Al muttered something and shifted down between my legs. A blush started from my neck as Big Al dived between them like a dehydrated man seeking water.
Big Al’s mouth replaced his fingers, and with a whine, I lifted off the bed. Big Al’s hands cupped my ample butt cheeks and pulled me up to his mouth. One hand splayed across my ass as the other probed the entrance to my pussy. He slid a finger in, and my legs clamped around him tightly. Big Al nipped my nub, and I screamed as he slipped the second one in, and I rode the waves of my orgasm.
I erupted and swore I almost blacked out. Collapsing against the bed, I saw stars and took several long moments to regain my senses. Big Al took my mouth in a claiming kiss and pushed his cock inside me. He hit the barrier and paused before making an apologetic noise and then pressed through the barrier. My scream of pain was swallowed by Big Al as he kept kissing me but held still below.
“I’m sorry, baby, that was never going to be easy,” Big Al whispered, upset.
I cupped his face.
“It’s okay; I expected it. Stay still for a few seconds so I can adjust to you,” I said, wincing. Big Al kissed me again, torturing me with gentle nips and delicious licks as he made a move to my mouth. I moved slightly and felt him nestle deeper. Slowly, Big Al pulled out and pushed back inside, not wanting to cause more pain. He repeated these actions several times before upping the pace.
“Harder,” I gasped as my legs clenched around his trim waist, and Big Al thrust harder. Small cries escaped me as Big Al began pounding into me.
“Let go, baby,” Big Al murmured.
I did as he ordered and gripped his shoulders as he slammed into me repeatedly. My nails dug into his back as Big Al laid claim to my body and pussy. Intense pressure built up inside, and I screamed through a second orgasm. I fell to the mattress as Big Al grunted and sought his release.
“Oh God,” I muttered, throwing an arm across my forehead.
“Yup, I’ll answer to that whenever you wish to call me God.” Big Al grinned.