Chapter 45

Word count: 2959

Angela's POV

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A yawn escaped my lips as I moaned softly and stretched a little, feeling contentment bubble up inside me. From how I was currently feeling, it was obvious I'd slept well and I didn't even suffer from jet lag. Well, I rarely had jet-lag since I was used to traveling around, being a tourist and all.

I reached a hand out to feel Eros's body but realized he wasn't beside me. The duvet was cool, signifying he'd actually gotten up a while ago.

Sighing, I curled into the sheets and balled myself as I tried to fall back to sleep but I'd gotten fully awake and lazily lying in bed wasn't something I was used to anymore.

"Eros?" I called as I heaved a sigh while getting out of bed, finally taking a good look at our bedroom. I'd been so tired to do so last night. It had a high-class setting but was also homely. The choice of color blended in beautifully and it exuded warmth and love.

I walked out and tried to trace my steps from how I got into the room last night but I remembered Eros had carried me in while the rented maid and chauffeur was the one that took our things in. I blushed at the memory, a ripple of sweetness spreading inside me.

"Eros?" I walked down the passage and took the turn on my left but it was just a spare room. I kept walking down the passage and finally stepped into the living room. "Eros?" I called again.

"Kitchen." His deep voice called.

"Where's the kitchen?" I grumbled though a small smile spread on my face as I walked towards the door that I supposed led to the kitchen.

Immediately I opened the slightly opened door, I pushed it further apart so it wouldn't shut anymore while the smell of garlic assaulted my nostrils.

"Hi." I greeted while walking to him and peeking into the pot. He was stirring something white but I couldn't tell what it was.

"Angel." He chuckled and cleaned his hands before turning to face me.

"What are you cooking?"

"Garlic and onion stew." He reduced the temperature of the cooker and then grabbed my waist to pull me into him, his gaze burning through my skin. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yep. You? How long have you been awake?" I breathed, my body instantly reacting to the way he was eyeing me with hungry eyes.

"Just about twenty something minutes. The rented maid got all the things I needed and neatly set them for my use but I sent her on an errand, so I'm preparing breakfast for us."

"Awww. You didn't have to. You should've woken me up." I murmured but he shook his head.

"You looked so peaceful sleeping that way. Also you're probably tired from last night."

"And you're also tired. We're a couple now and we should do these things together."

"Fine fine. I want to do it for you though. It's just cooking and you know I'm a good cook so don't read too much meaning into it. I want to make love to you right now."

"Now?" I blinked at the sudden change in topic. We were just talking about cooking and he suddenly told me he wanted to make love...

Anyway I wanted him as well. So badly.

"I missed you so much, angel but we've not had time to properly make love. We can call the one we did on the plane preparation sex. I want to suck on your nipples and eat your delicious pussy." He groaned, his thumb tugging on his lower lip as he eyed me through heavy eyelids.

I blinked, my eyes zoning on his face as his tongue slowly darted over his lower lip, my body trembling in slight excitement.

"Eros..." I called softly.

"I want you so bad. I've missed you. I need to have you right now." He groaned against my lips, pressing me hard against his body so I could feel every single toned muscle and the hardness of his erection.

My man was hard.

Eros, my husband. A small smile appeared on the corner of my lips. It would take some time getting used to the fact that Eros was now my legally wedded husband but this was what I'd wanted all along.

"Uhm, let's eat first." My voice was barely audible, my breathing picking up as if I was an inexperienced teenager who would be kissing her boyfriend for the first time ever.

With the look he was giving me, I just knew I didn't want vanilla sex. I wanted it rough and hard. And he would deliver because he also loved sex, especially when I reacted very passionately.

Within forty minutes, we were done eating. The stew was good and the grilled turkey he'd ordered was properly cooked but Eros's heated gaze on me throughout the meal didn't give me the chance to relish in the delicious treat.

Within a minute after we were done eating, I was in his arms, Eros's lips hungrily pressed against mine as we kissed all the way back to the room.

He shut the door hurriedly and took off his shorts and shirt while I quickly took off my white silk nightie. I'd slept in a thong, so I took that off as well while Eros's eyes hungrily followed my movements.

"God, I love you so fucking much, baby. You're so beautiful, so mine. Mine alone. My fucking wife." He grabbed my neck gently, a look of appreciation in his eyes while I trembled in anticipation of his next move.

"I love you too baby." I whispered against his lips, taking in the way he rubbed my neck sensually. The act sent tingles of desire erupting in my chest.

With his other hand, he grasped my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and a moan of desperation flowed past my lips.

Then he slowly began to roll it, stretching my already stiff peak and succeeding to drive me to the brink.

"Feel it." He breathed while I grinded against his rock hard body, my breaths coming out in uneven pants. "This is how hard you make me, baby. Your smile, your attention on me, your moans of pleasure. Everything."

"Eros, please." I felt his upper arm while he was still playing with my all too excited nipple, my eyelids fluttering to a close as waves of pleasure sliced through me.

"You want me, Angel?"

"Yes. I do. I always do."

"I want you too. That's my duty to my wife, to satisfy you on all levels. I'll fulfill it till my last breath." He trailed his hand from my neck down to my other breast, then my navel while I held my breath, enjoying the sweet but slow tortures.

He slowly inserted two fingers inside me.

"Oh, God." I moaned, my head falling back as my breathing got labored.

Eros instantly took advantage of the access to my neck and bended, pressing his lips to the centre of my throat and tracing his tongue on it. I grasped him tighter for fear of falling to my knees if I didn't hold on tightly due to how much degree my body was slowly sinking into a puddle of desire.

A gentle suck on my neck had me moaning in want.

"Feel it."

"I can feel it Eros." And I could indeed feel how hard his manhood got as I wiggled a little. I was tempted to take him in my palms but his next action rendered my body in a hot, messy state.

My brows quivered earnestly as he licked a firm, wet stroke all the way up to my chin, his lean long fingers sweeping big punishing circles inside me, preparing me for him.

"Don't make love to me, Eros. Fuck me instead. Hard, fast, intensely. Show me how much you want me."

He kissed my lips, dragging his mouth to my ear to suck my earlobe. "Is that what you want?"

"Yes." I nodded in affirmation while biting on his lower lip to let him know how passionate I wanted to be this morning.

He tilted my face up to meet his eyes, his thumb tracing gently over my neck as he "I'm going to fuck you until you can't get out of bed, Angel."

"I would love that." I replied quickly, exhaling on a breathy exhale as he tugged at my nipples.

"Then expect some intense action. Go and kneel on the end of the bed. Face the headboard with your head down and your ass tilted up." He threw his order at me, and I followed through immediately, taking myself to the bed, kneeling and resting my backside on my heels as my body trembled at the excitement of this our little sexual game.

There was a rumbling sound for a few seconds and then I felt him.

I just knew he was right behind me even though his body wasn't touching mine yet.

Seconds later, his chest was deliciously pressed up against my back. I was curious but at the same time excited to know what he planned to do, so I blinked when he reached in front of me and clasped my hands, flattening my palms.

"Feel yourself..." he slowly brought my palms up to cover my breasts and circled my index and middle finger over my nipples so they would only lightly skim the tips. The teasing, combined with the burning friction instantly had me pushing my breasts forward to get better contact, but Eros just chuckled playfully.

To my horror, he pulled my hands further away and I protested with a disjointed cry. He planted his lips to my ear, making me suck in a deep breath of air.

Eros suddenly pulled my pins out of my hair and ran his hands through my long waves, spreading them across my bare back. A shover ran down my spine and I tried to steady my erratic breathing. The act proved abortive though, because my heart was sprinting in my chest and I knew for a fact that nothing was going to slow it down.

Eros languidly dragged his fingertip slowly down the column of my spine to my butt where he palmed me.

"Your butt is getting bigger." Eros noted with his voice carrying a hint of curiosity.

"You're the one stuffing me with so much food." I breathed.

"I'll be stuffing you with my cock soon too, don't worry." He chuckled confidently and I licked my lower lip as I knew he would really fulfill his promise.

His arm wrapped around my lower stomach, his other hand pressing into my back.

Eros dropped a kiss at the small of my back and then I felt his hard erection skim my raw, damp flesh. A surge of relief flew through me because I knew my long wait would soon be over.

I hissed in pleasure when I felt him pushing at my opening. He gripped my hips harshly, making me jerk a little. In one fluid motion, Eros entered me to a degree and I instinctively tensed around his lush, smooth invasion.

"You want it all the way? So soon?" His voice was low and dark.

I felt like Eros was usually dominating in bed but this was beyond what he'd ever looked like and the adventurous part of me was hungry for more of this version of Eros.

"Yes." I spluttered.

Oh gracious goodness!

He withdrew his half submerged arousal, and I moaned at the loss of fullness. I wanted- no, needed all of him inside me urgently. I pushed myself back impulsively but my backside was instantly greeted by the sharp thrash of his hand across it.

"Eros!" I screamed.

The sting radiated across my cheek and my shoulders tense against the bed. What the hell?

He pushed into me but only halfway again and I almost cried in protest. "Please give me all of you."

"I'm teaching you restraint, baby. We still have the rest of our lives to learn more about each other's bodies."

"I don't want to be restrained. Please baby."

"Fuck, when you beg me that way with your ass up in the air and my dick inside you..." He groaned and suddenly powered forward, slamming into me and knocking every ounce of breath from my lungs. I let out a long groan, my fingers gripping the sheets.

"Yes!" I screamed when I could finally find myself. My voice was hoarse from the scream earlier but I was enjoying every bit of this. "Yes, fuck me hard, Eros. Fucking hell, this feels so damn good!"

"No cursing, Angel." He grunted while pulling back to slam into me.

Hard. Fast. Unrelenting. His right hand gripped my breast and he squeezed, making me clench harder against him as I heard him hiss.

He clenched my hips again in his white, large palms, pulling me back into him on each and every hard, delicious thrust that left me spewing different words as I moaned without restraint.

Rubbing his finger over my clit, I felt myself trembling in preparation of a powerful release but Eros suddenly moved closer to my ear and bit my earlobe. The pace of his thrusts was steady.

"Wanna cum so soon?"

"Y-yes, please."

"Not yet, love. You're not allowed to cum yet, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good girl." He kissed my back.

I screamed in delighted despair with the next set of powerful thrusts that followed as Eros constantly licked and sucked on my neck, biting me while I allowed it happen. After all I wanted it.

He was usually so gentle with me but would instantly give in on a few occasions when I told him I wanted him to go hard and fast.

This morning's sex though, was way past severe. I knew without a doubt that I wouldn't be able to walk for a good couple of hours after this and that was if he didn't successfully convince me that we should have sex in the tub later on.

My sex was tingling with a delicious ache as I gyrated my hips to meet his powerful thrusts.

His palm collided with my butt cheeks again as he told me I was doing it right. Then he did something that surprised me.

He spanked my sex.

Thrice.

"Now cum." He ordered in a breathy but surprisingly controlled voice.

This last stinging slap was so sudden and so exciting that it successfully skyrocketed me into the most powerful, earth shattering climax I'd ever experienced.

I screamed...very loudly - causing an echo as my voice rotated around the room, my throat sore.

It was a despairing, thrilling, exciting and satisfying scream.

"Shit, ahhh. So good, baby, so snug around me, so fucking tight. And so mine. My wife. I love you, my darling Angel." Eros grunted as his voice lightly trembled to let me know he was at the edge as well, about to be pushed over to the realm of a powerful orgasm. I felt him tense as his body sleekly and slowly moved against me, and then the grinding circles of his hips against my backside was slightly urgent.

He moaned.

I moaned.

I was trembling all over, my hair in a tangled mess, the wave upon wave of excitement washing over me and leaving me with only trembles of pleasure. Proper uncontrollable, tingling, rippling trembles of pleasure.

Eros collapsed on top of me as I planted my face into the sheets, flattening me beneath himw while I felt the slight trembles on my body.

He held himself inside me, jerking and kicking the last bit of his release into me while I could only moan in slight exhaustion, feeling him grind around and around, extracting every modicum of pleasure from my spent form.

Eros carried me into the bathroom and we made love there after I'd washed up. Because of this, I had to wash again while Eros's heavy eyes told me he would've gone again if I didn't look so tired.

"Are you tired?" He asked me as he toweled me dry and went on his knees to put on my panty.

"Yes."

"Was I too rough?" He asked with slightly guilty eyes.

I shook my head. "No. You were just perfect."

"I won't touch you again till tomorrow. I don't want you to get tired so often." Eros grumbled and I giggled as he got to his feet. I kissed his lips.

"We're a couple and I love it when we have sex. If you don't touch me, I'll touch you."

Eros's eyes twinkled as his lips curved into a knowing smirk. "I'd love to see you seduce me. Let's take a nap and then we'll drive into the city for a bit. What do you say?"

"I think that's perfect." I nodded my head. "Put on your clothes first though, so I won't jump you."

"Now wouldn't I love to see that?" Eros's deep chuckle sounded so pleasing to my ears as he climbed the bed naked and pulled me into his arms, gently rubbing my back while I played with his soft dark hair.

I had no recollection of what happened next because I slept off in the arms of the love of my life.












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We have only one more chapter which is the epilogue so I can as well say we've come to the end of whipped Billionaire. Thank you for following me through this long journey. I appreciate everyone of you and love y'all so much. 🤗🤗🤗❤️ I'll make a shout-out to my fave supporters in the epilogue.

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