ASL2: Chapter 96 "Trust"

-- CHAPTER 96: Trust --

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-- FRIDAY, JULY 10, 2009 --

“Hnnnnngggghhh--” Adrienne moaned around a mouthful of meat, the sound cutting off at the end when my mushroom head pushed past her gag reflex and blocked her windpipe. Kneeling on the floor with her wrists handcuffed behind her back, she was helpless to resist the abrupt plunge of my powerful prick penetrating deeper and deeper down her throat as I gripped her golden-blonde head in my hands and rather violently yanked it against my crotch.

I growled as I stared straight down at my fiancée, reveling in the adrenaline rush of conquest. She stared right back at me, golden eyes aflame and glowing with inner love. She couldn’t speak, not with a thick dick forcibly gagging her. But I heard her voice in the back of my mind repeating to me the inspiring phrases she’d already spoken aloud.

Claim me.

Conquer me.

I am yours.

I didn’t facefuck her - not yet. I just held myself at full depth, gazing rapturously at the most gorgeous creature I’d ever seen. She gazed back at me with a look of complete and utter adoration, loving every moment we shared.

Forever and Always, Tiger. Forever and Always only yours.

Eventually, her eyes started to water and her skin started going pale. I could see her straining at her absolute limits, but she didn’t try to pull her head back at all. She’d put herself in my power.

She’d surrendered to me.

She’d given me control.

It was up to me to withdraw and let her gasp for oxygen, which I finally did right before she would’ve involuntarily gagged. I gently kept my left hand atop her head while she coughed and caught her breath, the fingers of my right hand delicately tracing the letters of “Tiger’s Pet” stitched on her black leather collar. Sooner than I would’ve thought, my Tigress took a deep breath and looked up at me again, eyes shining bright. And she gaped her mouth open wide in silent invitation for me to resume.

“Hnnnnngggghhh--” Adrienne groaned again as I re-skewered her throat. This time I did start facefucking her with the energy I had left. We were both pretty tired by now - mentally, emotionally, AND physically. We’d both been talking all day. We’d both been going through a gauntlet of relationship drama. And we’d both fucked each other’s brains out until we’d cum multiple times.

I mean, we could’ve stopped by now, but we both wanted to finish off this final round together. After all, our engagement night deserved nothing less than a grand trifecta, right?

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Adrienne and I never did back out of the driveway and go somewhere to talk. We made out with nuclear energy right there in the front seats of the Porsche, our passion building and building, restrained only by our seatbelts. Adrienne broke our liplock to free her seatbelt first, swearing up a storm as she fiddled with the buckle. I took that moment to waggle my eyebrows at her and suggest, “Let’s just go to my room.”

Dawn, Summer, Sasha, Eden, and Emma were all in the living room, watching us through the window as we hurried out of the car and hustled into the house. I held my fiancée’s hand and practically dragged her straight up the stairs, and Adrienne offered them a casual, “Hey guys…” as we raced past them and thundered up the steps.

“It’s about fucking time!” Sasha yelled after us.

We didn’t slow down, but halfway down the hall, Adrienne did yank back on my hand and start yelping, “Wait-wait-wait-wait-wait!”

I turned back to face her in surprise, with absolutely no clue why she would stop. Adrienne let go of my hand and quickly darted into her bedroom. I frowned and started walking after her, but only got five steps before she burst back out, holding her original engagement ring up between two fingers and grinning a silly grin.

I quickly snatched the ring and then dropped to one knee right there in the upstairs hallway. “Adrienne Felicity Dennis,” I repeated, my heart racing as fast as it had been racing in the car, “will you marry me?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Adrienne hadn’t started crying the first time I asked her in the car, but she was crying now - and trembling too - as I held her left hand still and slid the ring onto her fourth finger. The girls down in the living room burst into cheers as I stood up, drew Adrienne into my arms, and gave her a searing kiss. The others kept clapping and hooting, and we turned to smile down at them over the banister. And then I bent to scoop my fiancée into my arms in a bridal carry and walked her the rest of the way into my room.

We fell onto the bed together and started a hurried makeout session. The brief pause to collect her engagement ring and conduct another proposal with me down on bended knee had taken the edge off my impatience. I would’ve been happy to keep kissing her for another hour, but my Tigress was a little more eager. In all fairness to Adrienne, I’d gone two rounds with Dawn earlier tonight while my newly-minted fiancée hadn’t gotten off at all. So it was with that in mind that I ordered myself to make this night ultra-special for her, as if our re-engagement alone wasn’t reason enough.

I was flat on my back with my Tigress on top of me, cramming her tongue down my throat. She started ripping her clothes off first, keeping her lips pressed to mine as much as humanly possible while I worked my pants and boxers off at the same time. Only once she was down to her underwear did she finally sit up enough to help me strip off my shirt. As soon as she had me naked, she paused her frenzied ardor for a moment to sit up straight and reach between her breasts for the front clasp of her bra. She made a big show of unclasping it and then keeping the cups closed together, gently undulating her upper torso side-to-side like seaweed beneath the waves, making me wait to witness paradise revealed.

But I waited patiently, albeit hungrily, as she bit her lip and gave me a coy look that plainly asked, Is there something you wanna see?

Panting softly, I waggled my eyebrows eagerly, and she shivered in obvious delight at the ravenous look on my face. How many times had I already witnessed the sight of her naked breasts by now? I could tell she absolutely treasured the fact that she still had this effect on me. And only then did she finally separate the cups.

So THIS is how the Hebrews felt when Moses parted the Red Sea.

Incredible.

Miraculous.

We are not worthy…

And then her beautiful bare breasts landed on my face.

I suckled and fondled and smothered my face in Adrienne’s heavenly pillows to my heart’s content while she giggled and cradled my head to her chest. I lingered perhaps a little too long there - can you really blame me? But I eventually brought my lips back up to hers and we resumed our makeout session, this time with me rolling HER onto her back and taking charge.

I started kissing my way down my fiancée’s jawline, and then her neck, and across her collarbone. I again lost myself in the lushness of her mountainous mammaries for a bit before moving on, continuing lower until I finally reached the junction of her thighs. I dragged her panties down her legs and tossed them over my shoulder…

… and then I set out to prove that Adrienne’s fiancé could equal even the best of girls when it came to cunnilingus.

I succeeded.

My Tigress thrashed and moaned on the bed, writhing and wriggling like never before. I knew part of her pleasure came from the moment, both of us riding the mental and emotional high of getting re-engaged. That excitement and energy fueled us both, and I bore down on her love button and fingerbanged her pretty pussy and even slipped my pinky into her ass at the same time.

Adrienne yelped and squealed three times in rapid succession, boxing my ears with her thighs and crossing her legs behind my head. I ate her out with passion and fury, not needing a user manual anymore because I didn’t need to think at all to know exactly how to please her.

Because she was My Tigress.

My Future Wife.

And then suddenly we were joined together as intimately as two human beings can ever be joined. I was buried to the root inside her, holding one of the great loves of my life in my arms as she shuddered beneath me in the throes of epic orgasm catalyzed by the sudden entrance of my big dick into her body. I kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear while she screamed her satisfaction to the ceiling. And when she finally came down from that climactic peak, I moved my face in front of hers and smiled down at my sweaty fiancée, brushing wet bangs back from her forehead before gently gliding my lips across her panting open mouth.

“Oh, Tiger…” she moaned, the first two words she’d spoken aloud, still panting softly. “My Tigerrr…”

“My Tigress,” I responded in kind, nuzzling my nose against hers. “I love you.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you so much,” I replied with a chuckle.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening.”

“Me, neither.”

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”

“Regretting your decision?”

“What? No! Not at all.” Adrienne raised her left hand and turned to gaze at the engagement ring on her fourth finger. She then raised her right hand to look at my promise ring on that fourth finger. And she shook her head in disbelief, marveling, “I never thought I could be so happy!”

I grinned and pecked her lips. “Me, too.”

“Take me to heaven, my future husband,” she urged, crossing her legs behind my butt and grabbing hold of my shoulders. “Claim me. Conquer me. I am yours.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

****

I claimed Adrienne.

I conquered Adrienne.

I made her mine.

We started off by sedately making love, but as our slow-burn kiss built and built, fueled by gradually increasing nuclear energy, so did the pace and power of our fucking. She raised her legs and I slid my arms beneath them so that her knees were hooked over my biceps. I gripped her hips and plowed her pussy, pinning her to the mattress with each and every heavy lunge. I fucked her as hard as I’d ever fucked her in my life.

It was our old way of making love.

“Fuuuuck… meeee…” she crooned, her head lolling left and right with every thrust. Her massive tits bounced and gyrated and jiggled in wobbly orbitals, and when I dug my knees into the bed, hoisted her ass up into the air, and started fucking downward into her armadillo-curled-up body, those big tits actually started smacking her in the face.

Her next orgasm hit her like a freight train, knocking the wind out of her. She tried to scream but had no air. Her eyes clenched shut and she grimaced in a way that almost looked like pain. But there was no mistaking the way her pussy clamped up in climax around my penetrating prick, and I had to force my way through her tightened twat to continue my unrelenting thrusts.

And then it was my turn.

As soon as Adrienne caught her breath, she used her powerful legs to push back at me, dislodged my dick, and rolled us over. Once she had me pinned flat on my back, she quickly remounted, mashed those massive melons into my face, and started riding me hard. I grabbed her ass and ground her clit down against my pelvic bone with every thrust. I gnawed on her nipples and then yanked her head down to mine so we could tangle our tongues together. But then she sat up straight and planted her palms on my shoulders to keep me down.

And then Adrienne claimed me.

Adrienne conquered me.

Because I was hers.

We came concurrently in a climactic clash of cunt and cock, creamy cum coating the convex confines of her cute coochie. Our two bodies chugged to a halt and she shoved her tongue down my throat, remaining on top of me with our loins still enjoined until we’d both caught our breath and I started to re-harden within her, having never pulled out.

I hooked our ankles together and rolled us over without getting dislodged, and then we were off to the races again. I rammed my refreshed erection into her ready, remarkable, receptive receptacle. My fierce feline fiancée growled at me and started biting my earlobe and leaving teeth marks across my shoulder. Her fingernails scratched my back, and I returned the favor a bit by leaving teeth marks on her shoulders as well as a few dark hickeys on the upper slopes of her breasts.

Pulling out, I straddled my fiancée’s chest and shoved my big dick straight into her gaping mouth so she’d be forced to slurp our mingled orgasmic fluids off my cock. I held her head and skullfucked her for a minute before withdrawing far enough to lay my diamond-hard dick into the furrow of her cleavage. And then I molded her titflesh into a tunnel for my tumescent tool, and I gleefully pounded my prick through her bountiful boobies.

I then flipped Adrienne over, spat on her sphincter, and crammed my cock into her colon without any other lube. My sexy supermodel screamed her pretty little head off while I savagely sodomized her and spanked her ass until both bubble-butt cheeks were bright red.

I bent myself over her body, bracing my forehead on the mattress right next to her head while holding her hips in my hands and drilling like an oil derrick straight down into the depths of her bowels.

My future wife cooed into my ear, mewling, “Fuck my tight asshole. Ravage me with your big dick. You like that ass? You love fucking my hot body? Every fucking day, my love. Anytime, anywhere, any hole. I am yours! I am yours! This Tigress has been tamed! I belong to you! My one and only! Forever and ever. Forever and Always! Fuck me! Fuck me! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK MEEEEEEE!!!”

“AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!”

Adrienne’s orgasm triggered mine, and I roared as I slammed straight down one final time, pinning her pelvis to the mattress while my prick firehosed gallons of sperm deep down into her anal chute. Together we twitched and shuddered, and I turned my face to hers to kiss her even as my dick kept spitting cumwads into her colon.

We made passionate love with our mouths long after the rest of our bodies had gone still, until finally my dick began to shrink and I pulled out to roll over onto my back.

Adrienne giggled, her face aglow with post-orgasmic bliss. We panted for a minute to catch our breath, and then she planted one elbow on the mattress to prop up her head and smile down at me. Our eyes met with crackling energy, and we instinctively rolled together to start making out again. But rather than start up yet another round of fucking, my golden-haired goddess slipped off the bed and reached down to me with one hand.

“Come with me, Tiger.”

“I already came with you,” I replied affably before breaking into uncontrollable laughter.

Dude… that was a really lame joke.

I think I blew all my brain cells into her ass with that last one.

Bless her heart, Adrienne laughed and laughed right with me.

Love does that to people. Makes them crazy enough to actually laugh at your stupid jokes.

I’m just thrilled she loves me enough to laugh at my stupid jokes.

I reached up to take her hand, finally adding, “But seriously, I’ll come with you anywhere.”

Better.

I let Adrienne help me off the bed and she led me directly into the master bathroom. She turned on the shower and then turned to wrap her arms around my neck and resume our makeout session. I pawed her ass and thumbed her nipples until the water was hot enough for us to enter. And I didn’t stop pawing at her ass or thumbing her nipples just because we got in.

We soaped up each other’s naked bodies and massaged shampoo into each other’s hair. I’d sworn before and I’d swear again that no matter how many times I witnessed my Tigress’s spectacular naked body in the shower, I would never get tired of the view. It was certainly a view worth witnessing over and over and over again, and the next thing we knew I’d pinned my fiancée against the side wall with her left leg hooked over my shoulder and my big dick pounding in and out of her pretty pink pussy once again. And I slammed my swollen schlong almost without friction through her swampy, sperm-filled snatch, over and over again until I slammed forward one final time and flooded her welcoming womb with another helping.

As we started rinsing ourselves off, Adrienne remarked, “I would’ve thought you’d pull out and cum in my mouth.”

I blinked in surprise. “Did you want me to pull out and cum in your mouth?”

She shrugged and gave me a lopsided grin. “First load went in my pussy and the second went in my ass. Figured you’d complete the trifecta for our engagement night and all.”

My eyes got big. “Oh, crap!”

“That’s alright. I know you can go for one more round.” Adrienne giggled, her golden eyes aflame as she got that diabolical look on her face again. “But not in here. I’ve got this very specific image in mind for how I want us to finish.”

She didn’t need to say, ‘Trust me, Tiger.’ I trusted her. So after we stepped out of the shower and toweled off, I simply watched her completely naked form dart out of my bedroom before I went to sit down on the bed to wait. And less than a minute later, she returned wearing her black leather “Tiger’s Pet” collar and held up a pair of velvet-lined handcuffs.

Three minutes later, Adrienne moaned “Hnnnnngggghhh--” around a mouthful of meat, the sound cutting off at the end when my mushroom head pushed past her gag reflex and blocked her windpipe. Kneeling on the floor with her wrists handcuffed behind her back, she was helpless to resist the abrupt plunge of my powerful prick penetrating deeper and deeper down her throat as I gripped her golden-blonde head in my hands and rather violently yanked it against my crotch.

Now we’re caught up.

I growled as I stared straight down at my fiancée, reveling in the adrenaline rush of conquest. She stared right back at me, golden eyes aflame and glowing with inner love. She couldn’t speak, not with a thick dick forcibly gagging her. But I heard her voice in the back of my mind repeating to me the inspiring phrases she’d already spoken aloud.

Claim me.

Conquer me.

I am yours.

I didn’t facefuck her - not yet. I just held myself at full depth, gazing rapturously at the most gorgeous creature I’d ever seen. She gazed back at me with a look of complete and utter adoration, loving every moment we shared.

Forever and Always, Tiger. Forever and Always only yours.

Eventually, her eyes started to water and her skin started going pale. I could see her straining at her absolute limits, but she didn’t try to pull her head back at all. She’d put herself in my power.

She’d surrendered to me.

She’d given me control.

It was up to me to withdraw and let her gasp for oxygen, which I finally did right before she would’ve involuntarily gagged. I gently kept my left hand atop her head while she coughed and caught her breath, the fingers of my right hand delicately tracing the letters of “Tiger’s Pet” stitched on her black leather collar. Sooner than I would’ve thought, my Tigress took a deep breath and looked up at me again, eyes shining bright. And she gaped her mouth open wide in silent invitation for me to resume.

“Hnnnnngggghhh--” Adrienne groaned again as I re-skewered her throat. This time I did start facefucking her with the energy I had left. She never broke eye contact, gazing right into the back of my soul in complete surrender as I used and abused her face as my masturbatory tool, exactly the way she wanted it.

Claim me.

Conquer me.

I am yours.

She swallowed reflexively and tried to yelp when I abruptly slapped one of her big tits while I still had my big dick eight inches down her throat. She swallowed and yelped again when I smacked the other one. Her throat made little “glug, glug” noises while I rapidly entered, exited, and re-entered her esophagus. And then I slapped her big tits over and over again until they were both bright pink.

Claim me.

Conquer me.

I am yours.

This final round was all for me. With her wrists cuffed behind her back, she couldn’t rub her clit or do anything else to give herself physical pleasure. My slaps on her tits and occasional pinches at her nipples were all the sensation she could get - apart from the way my thick prick repeatedly stretched her throat. Except for the mental high of complete surrender to her One and Only Man, Adrienne could only find enjoyment through witnessing the rapturous expressions on my face. She never stopped watching me: every grunt, every growl, every clench of my eyes as the pleasure SHE gave to me filled up my every nook and cranny of my entire being.

Claim me.

Conquer me.

I am yours.

I grabbed her head and fucked her skull. Having cum twice with Dawn earlier tonight, and then three times with Adrienne just now, I had tons of staying power and my dick was in no immediate danger of popping off. I skewered her throat with my unrelentingly rigid rod, and I pinned her face to my crotch, choking her on my rock-hard cock to the point of near-retching. She took it all and merely smiled up at me the few times I pulled myself out to let her breathe.

Claim me.

Conquer me.

I am yours.

So I claimed Adrienne.

I conquered Adrienne.

I made her mine.

And as I yanked her skull against my pelvis one final time, feeling my prickhead open up and begin spewing every last drop of sperm I had left in my body, I surrendered my soul to My Tigress as well.

‘I am yours,’ I told her sincerely. ‘Forever and Always… I am yours.’

****

My fiancée and I eventually ended up cuddled together, our bodies cooling in the aftermath. I reclined atop a few pillows propped against the headboard, with Adrienne’s right arm in the gap beneath my lower back, her head comfortably resting on my chest, her left arm draped across my midsection, and her left leg hooked over mine. She still wore the leather “Tiger’s Pet” collar, and I idly traced the stitching thinking happy thoughts about her eventually adding a wedding band to her engagement ring to truly be “mine” Forever and Always, legally and not just in our hearts. Because forget Oprah and Anna Kournikova and all that unmarried partner shit. I WANTED Adrienne to be officially mine.

Forever.

And Always.

“We should get Dawn a collar too,” Adrienne mused softly. “Then you can have ‘Ben’s Cow’, ‘Master’s Pet’, and ‘Tiger’s Pet’ all lined up together.”

“I’m still surprised you gave Summer a ‘Master’s Pet’ collar in the first place. To take something that made you unique and share it with someone else.”

Adrienne shrugged. “One could say I’d already shared it with Kim, giving her the ‘Self-Interest’ collar, which was your idea by the way. And… honestly… I thought you wanted Summer to be your new plaything. I felt like… you didn’t need me to play that role for you anymore. So I stopped wearing mine and let her be your ‘Pet’ instead of me.”

I frowned at the somewhat bitter tone in Adrienne’s voice and glanced down at her. “I hurt you. I didn’t realize.”

“You didn’t hurt me. It wasn’t your fault. Summer simply showed up, and I can’t blame her for simply being herself.” Adrienne sighed. “‘Master’s Pet’ is just a part of Summer’s submissive nature. It’s who she is. The way she wholeheartedly gives herself to you with complete and utter devotion - the way she is able to truly surrender herself to you with the Shibari ropes and all - I told you this before: it made me realize I was only playacting at a role that is truly real for her.”

“And so you stopped wearing the collar.”

“You didn’t need a ‘Tiger’s Pet’ anymore. You had a replacement ‘Pet’.”

I frowned. “That’s how I hurt you. Now maybe if I’d started calling her ‘Toy’ or ‘Plaything’ or even ‘Pleasure Doll’, it wouldn’t have hurt you so bad. But I called her ‘Pet’ - the title that used to be solely yours - and I made you feel replaced.”

“Well… okay maybe…” Adrienne took a deep breath and thought about it. “Okay yeah, I did feel a little replaced. You had a new ‘Pet’ and didn’t need the old one anymore. And I could never bring myself to wear my own collar again.”

“You’re wearing it now.”

“It felt right to finally put it back on, because I’m finally ready to give myself to you with complete and utter devotion. Because I am yours.”

I rubbed her arm with my left hand. “What changed your mind?”

“Nothing, really. Truth be told: I’ve wanted to marry you for a while now - I think you know that. Sasha leaving on her world tour gave me a lot of time to stop and think about what I wanted in life - and WHO I wanted in life. I immediately gravitated to you, of course, but I was scared of those feelings. My rational brain told me I was rebounding, and that you deserved better than me settling for the next-best thing if what I really wanted was for Sasha to come back to me. At the same time, I couldn’t be the obstacle keeping Summer from exploring her love for you, and vice versa. So when Dawn asked me if I was ready to claim you, I demurred. And by the time I realized that my feelings weren’t just a rebound, and that I truly did… covet… you, it was too late. You were Summer’s boyfriend. And I swore to myself I’d never steal you away from my friend.”

“It’s not stealing if she’s giving.”

Adrienne nodded. “Summer convinced me to go ahead and accept being your official girlfriend again when we put our cards on the table. Even so, I didn’t want to let myself consider becoming your wife. Dawn was your destiny, after all. We all saw how much it broke your heart when she broke up with you. All your talk about soulmates and constants and ‘already married in our hearts’: it made sense that you two were the ones who truly belonged together and deserved the government piece of paper. That’s why I got the girls together to drive down and get her back. I told myself come hell or high water I would bring her back for you, whatever it took. I told her I’d knock her upside her head with a club and drag her into your cave and handcuff her to the altar until she married you!”

I chuckled at the imagery before shrugging. “Clearly, things didn’t turn out quite like that.”

Adrienne sighed. “Dawn convinced me she didn’t truly want the crown. Oh, we all know deep down she does want the crown, but that it wasn’t healthy for her to chase the crown. In part, I AM doing this for her.”

“Oh, so it is hot potato,” I muttered a little bitterly, sitting up straight so that Adrienne had to slide off my chest a bit. And in a mocking tone, I parroted, “‘I can’t take him. So you take him!’”

“No, no, Tiger, please.” She hugged me close, put her head back on my chest, and almost forcibly put us back into our previous cuddle positions. “Don’t misunderstand. I WANT this. I’ve wanted to ask you to marry me for months now.”

“But you refused to fight for me for Summer’s sake.”

Adrienne started nodding and opened her mouth to say ‘yes’, but she froze, and a moment later closed her mouth again. She pursed her lips together, frowned, and started shaking her head instead.

“Not exactly,” she murmured. “I mean yes, I didn’t want to be the bitch keeping my friend from finding happiness. But to be perfectly honest, I was still scared of you.”

“Of me?”

“I was still scared of you breaking my heart again. Still am, a little, in fact.”

“I would never break your heart.”

“You already DID, Ben,” she replied with a touch of frost, and I felt a stone sink into the pit of my stomach at her use of my first name. But she seemed to sense it in her tone and took a deep breath. She sat upright and pivoted to face me, drawing her knees up to cover her chest and wrapping her arms around them before lowering her chin down onto her kneecaps. “This isn’t the first time we’ve been engaged, and I have to admit there’s a part of me still terrified it’s going to end in almost exactly the same way. You talk about the Dawnpocalypse and how much it traumatized you, but I’ve got my… my… Bentastrophe.”

I shook my head. “We learned from… from the Bentastrophe. We won’t make the same mistakes again. You’ll prioritize me and not take me for granted. And I’ll be honest and truthful with you about my expectations. We’re both different people from who we were back then. I didn’t have faith in you when we first got engaged, and that’s on me. I’m the one that pulled the ripcord and ran away. I moved to Berkeley while your heart was still bleeding. I did the very thing that - quite frankly - both Dawn and DJ did to me. I abandoned you. I betrayed you. I betrayed your trust.”

“Damn fucking right you betrayed my trust,” Adrienne muttered bitterly. “You never believed I could become the wife and mother you’d always wanted.”

“I believe it now,” I interjected quickly. “I do. I screwed up back then. Our broken engagement was all my fault. Can you ever forgive me?”

Her expression immediately softened. “Of course I can. I forgave you a long time ago. And this certainly makes up for it a lot.” She raised her left hand for emphasis, showing off the ring.

I took her hand and bent forward to kiss it like a courtier.

“But I have to admit right now that there’s still some repair work to be done,” Adrienne continued. “We’re not out of the woods yet. I’ll love you forever, I DO want to be your lawfully wedded wife, and I will NEVER leave you again for the rest of my life: that’s a promise.”

I narrowed my eyes. “I smell a ‘but’ coming.”

“But…” she began with a sigh. “I’m not walking down the aisle until you can convince me this won’t end up in another Bentastrophe.”

I pursed my lips and took a deep breath. “You still don’t trust me right now.”

“I love you. Always have, always will.”

“But you don’t trust me.”

“I’m scared, Ben.” There it was: my first name again. “I’m scared to put my heart into your hands again. I did once already and got burned for it. I’ve had issues with abandonment since… I mean… you know what happened with me and my parents.”

“I do. And I’m so sorry I abandoned you when you needed me.”

“I felt like I was on the verge of losing you again after Bora Bora. I’d just lost Sasha, she went off on her world tour, and you were just so, so angry…” Adrienne grimaced as her voice trailed off, and in the end her voice was so soft as she finished, “I was terrified of losing you too.”

“I’m sorry I got so angry. It just hit me really, really hard. Getting back together with you was everything I had ever wanted - still want - but at the time, the way it was happening was so… so--”

“Twisted? I know. I… didn’t go about that the right way. That one was my fault, I know. A lot of things were my fault. I blamed myself for all the bad shit that had ever happened between us, and I feel like I’ve spent the last six months laser-focused on fixing myself out of fear of getting abandoned again.”

“But I don’t want you living in fear anymore. I promise I will never abandon you ever again.”

“I wanna believe you. I wanna trust you.”

“Then trust me.”

“You gotta earn that, Tiger.”

I grimaced. “Maybe we shouldn’t have gotten engaged just yet until I figured out how to reassure you.”

“Maybe.” Adrienne took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then gave me a brave smile. “But then again, when have you and I ever done all the steps in their correct order? As long as we get to the end destination eventually, I’m willing to hang on for the ride. I have faith in you. I believe we can figure it out. I believe you WILL earn back my trust. And I’d much rather you earn back that trust while we’re together than while apart. In short: you’re stuck with me.”

I laughed and nodded. “Works for me.”

“We’ll build it back together,” she continued. “I promised to communicate with you, and that goes both ways; you’ve gotta communicate with me too. We need to agree on expectations: Where are we gonna live? How many kids are we gonna have together? Who else is gonna live with us? As your wife, do I get priority over Dawn, Summer, or anyone else? You always said you wouldn’t rank us, but would I be your Number One?”

“Do you want to be my Number One?”

“Yes,” Adrienne said flatly with an unapologetic shrug. “Yes I do. I’m going to do my best to not push the others aside, to not monopolize you or otherwise hamper their relationships with you, especially Dawn and Summer. But yes: I wanna be your Number One. I always have.”

“My fiancée… my wife… deserves no less.”

Adrienne arched an eyebrow. “Even though you said you wouldn’t declare a Number One?”

“That was different. For a long time there, none of you were official girlfriends. I didn’t want to play favorites, didn’t want to rock the boat. Girls are catty and competitive, even when they don’t want to be. I was doing my best to maintain balance and ensure that all the girls in my life felt special and appreciated. And even after we get married, that will continue.”

“I know it will - especially with Dawn and Summer.” Adrienne took a deep breath. “And that’s just one of many reasons why this isn’t gonna be a super-short engagement. I know Dawn’s onboard with you and me getting engaged right now - emphasis on the phrase ‘right now’. But that girl has flip-flopped on what she wants and doesn’t want so many times in the last year alone… you’ll forgive me if I’m not ready to etch her acceptance of our relationship into stone just yet.”

“That’s fair.”

“For all I know that girl will change her mind while you and I are standing together at the altar and only pipe up when the officiant asks if anyone objects.”

I made a face. “Why does that seem far more likely than I want to admit?”

“It’s not over yet. Not over by a long shot.” Adrienne’s tone was weary. Resigned.

I frowned and reached forward to squeeze her hand. “Do you regret us getting engaged just now?”

“What?” She blinked in surprise and recoiled a bit from me, although she didn’t pull her hand free. “No, absolutely not. Do you?”

“No, of course not.”

“Don’t ‘of course’ me. Say plainly that you want to marry me.”

“Absolutely,” I reassured her. “I only asked because… well… you seemed a little regretful, like you didn’t really want this outcome in the end. This morning you were ready to club Dawn upside the head and handcuff her to the altar. Up at the Lawrence Hall plaza, you still seemed committed to helping Dawn cross the finish line. Ten minutes later, we pulled into the driveway, Dawn and Summer got out of the car, and you said, ‘Yes, I wanna marry you.’”

“I did. I do.” Adrienne switched from knees-up to a cross-legged position, and as her knees unblocked her tits from view, my eyes immediately did a yo-yo down to her prodigious bosom. She giggled lightly until I managed to drag my gaze back up to her gorgeous face, and she gave me a warm smile. “Before tonight, I had locked myself into a laser-focused goal of bringing you the ultimate happiness… with someone else. I wanted to marry you - I did, I do - but I honestly thought you’d be happier with Dawn or Summer in that role. I would’ve willingly accepted never being more than a ‘wife in spirit’ to you, so long as I could still be a mother to your children and remain by your side for the rest of our lives.”

She got a faraway look in her eyes, and I knew better than to interject. I waited her out, letting her fondly reminisce, for however long she needed.

“And then Dawn and Summer got out of the car…” Adrienne murmured softly. “Maybe I’m overblowing the symbolism of it, but it felt like a final signal to me. They were choosing to remove themselves from the race, as it were, leaving you and me alone specifically to discuss whether or not we should get married. And that’s when the answer came to me: Fuck yeah I wanna marry you! This is what I want more than anything in the world! I want YOU. I need you. I covet you. I’d be the happiest woman alive if you would take me, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health and all that jazz. I want you to marry me, Tiger. I want you to put a bunch of babies into me! I want your name on my emergency contact forms. I want you to hold me in your arms when we’re gray and old. I want everything I had dreamed of the first time we’d been engaged, and I want a second chance to make things right.”

“So you said ‘Yes. Yes I will marry you.’ Even before I actually asked you. Again.”

Adrienne inhaled sharply and covered her gaping mouth. “Oh, shit. YOU don’t wanna marry ME.”

“No-no-no,” I interjected quickly, waving both of my hands. “That’s not it. That’s not it at all.”

But she continued to stare at me with wide eyes - terrified eyes, really - as she covered her gaping mouth and shook her head slowly. “A week ago you told us the new plan: the three of us would all commit to you, but you wouldn’t marry any of us, and we would all agree not to chase the crown. You don’t wanna marry me.”

“I do want to marry you, Adrienne. I do.”

“Nuh-uh. You’re doing what you always do: I spring a surprise on you, deep down you secretly hate it, but you go along with it just to make me happy. You didn’t want to get engaged tonight.”

“I didn’t plan on getting engaged tonight, but I am thrilled that we did.”

“You’re backpedaling again, for my sake. This is another ‘Trust me, Tiger’ moment. I preempted you from sincerely asking me to marry you by giving you my answer first… again… and boxing you into a corner where you had no choice but to ask me or leave me disappointed.”

I shook my head. “I want to marry you, Adrienne, and I have proof.”

That stopped her short. “What? Proof?”

“A witness.” I gave her a bit of a cocky grin. “Iris.”

Adrienne blinked twice.

“I told her this afternoon that I wanted to marry you. Straight up. Granted, part of that was during a rather intense deconstruction of my feelings for Dawn. Come to think of it, now that I know you had set up Dawn for a therapy appointment tomorrow morning, I honestly wonder if Iris was probing me about Dawn specifically to gather intel before their first session, but that’s a whole other issue.”

Adrienne narrowed her eyes and pondered that. Meanwhile, I took a deep breath and refocused on my fiancée.

“Bottom line: I told Iris flat out that I wanted to marry you. Through thick and thin, with everything going on in our lives, you’ve been my Rock. You’ve been amazing. You’ve been… awesome. Magnificent. Comforting. Reassuring. Patient. Kind. Incredible. Sexy. Incredibly sexy. Awe-inspiring. Supportive. Nurturing. Strong.”

I reached out with both hands to take hold of hers, and I gave them a squeeze. Adrienne smiled at my litany of adjectives, and she squeezed my hands back.

“When it felt like I couldn’t get through to Dawn, you stepped up to the plate and became the bridge between her and me. When Summer started becoming a bigger part of my life, you supported her without jealousy and even gave her advice on how to make me happy. When Yvaine died, you were a true Tigress: large and in-charge, making grizzled police detectives shit their pants at the thought of trying to cross you. I derived strength from you. We ALL derived strength from you. And even today - although I didn’t know it yet when I was saying all these other things to Iris - when Dawn broke up with me, you went to go bring her back.”

I squeezed her hands again, gave her an earnest smile, and felt my confidence buoyed by her smile in return.

And then I finished, “You brought her back… for me.”

Adrienne didn’t bow her head or blush at my words. She simply shrugged like it was no big deal and smiled, both accepting the praise and owning it with pride.

“You have been my Rock,” I continued. “I couldn’t have gotten through the past few months without you.”

“You’ve been my Rock,” she countered. “I was despondent after Sasha left.”

“I feel bad for Sasha, because I can’t help but feel her departure was the only reason why you and I even got this second chance.”

“Don’t feel bad for Sasha. It’s not that she went on her world tour solely for our benefit or anything. But she genuinely believed she was an obstacle to you and me finally getting back to this point, and when she left she told me she was removing the obstacle because she wanted us to get this second chance.”

“I guess her plan succeeded. And as it turned out, Dawn breaking up with me had a similar effect.”

“I suppose…”

“Dawn’s absence shone a spotlight on our incompatibility as romantic partners and simultaneously knocked down the house of cards I was so desperately trying to keep upright with the whole ‘nobody chases the crown’ crackpot idea. The status quo of keeping three girlfriends without any of them secretly wanting to marry me would never hold. I was just kicking the can down the road, walking on eggshells trying not to piss anybody off and hold onto as many of you as I could instead of sitting down and making a decision. So I made a decision. I made a choice.”

Adrienne’s eyebrows went up, a hopeful look in her eyes. “You chose me?”

“Iris reminded me of something I’d said to her during our very first meeting. It was supposed to be a grief counseling session but then somehow turned into me questioning whether or not I even wanted to get married anymore.” I raised my eyebrows and gave Adrienne a shrug. “I told her I was over the idea of getting married just because I was supposed to get married. I only wanted to get married if there was a woman I couldn’t imagine NOT being united with in eternal matrimony. I didn’t want to settle for marrying someone just because they were the only one willing to marry me, and to be honest, that’s what frustrated me the most with the three of you playing hot potato.”

Adrienne winced and she shook her head. “I’m sorry if I made you feel like I didn’t want to marry you tonight. I do. I mean that.”

“I know you do.” I gave her a reassuring smile. “And I want to marry you. This has been a challenging week for me, in large part because of Dawn’s absence, but at the same time I don’t want you to get the idea that I’m only choosing you because I was mad at her. A week ago today, we’d just come home from the Garden of Eden after your fishnet party. The assless chaps in the barn for Fourth of July was still to come. Before it all came crashing down, I was happy and well-fucked and riding the emotional high of thinking I was finally about to get my Happily Ever After with three devoted lovers.”

“You’re still gonna get your Happily Ever After with three devoted lovers. Dawn and Summer aren’t going anywhere.”

“I know that, and believe me I am thrilled for that. But as much as I wanted to convince myself I’d be satisfied with The Quad and never getting married - to consider myself extraordinarily lucky to perhaps wind up with three ‘wives in spirit’ instead of a singular titled wife - deep down--”

“-- deep down you really DID want a singular titled wife,” she finished for me.

But I shook my head in the negative. “Not just ‘a’ singular titled wife. I wanted you: my Queen Bee, my Tigress. Where you lead, everyone follows, even me a lot of the time. You already are Number One. I felt it in my heart. I felt it in my soul. The status quo from Morris Camp was never going to survive forever, and Dawn breaking up with me proved that point sooner than any of us expected. But while her running away from me… again… was the catalyst for all the thinking I started doing this past week, it was your steady presence that made me fall in love with you all over again.” I squeezed her hands once more. “You became my official girlfriend again. You supported my emotional needs, not just my sexual ones. You listened to me venting my complaints. You reminded me that you would do anything for me - anything and everything. Fuck, you started waking up at 6:30 with me!”

She giggled. “If I’d known two years ago that all I had to do was wake up early with you in order to get you to marry me, I would’ve started setting my alarm a long time ago!”

“You’re the one that I want. You’re the one I can’t live without. You’re the one I can’t imagine NOT being united with in eternal matrimony. You’re the last face I want to see when I fall asleep and the first one I want to see when I awake. If you, Dawn, and Summer had played hot potato differently tonight and agreed on one of the other two being the one who should marry me, I wouldn’t have said yes in the car. If either Dawn or Summer had sat there and said, ‘Yes I will marry you’, I would’ve responded, ‘That’s nice, but I didn’t ask, and I’m not gonna ask’. Hell, Dawn did ask back in our clearing at Morris Camp, and my very first thought was ‘No’. I would’ve done what I told Iris this afternoon that I was planning to do: I would’ve asked you to go out for a drive with me tonight - I even planned on the Lawrence Hall plaza, actually - and I would’ve tried to convince you to marry me. Things obviously didn’t turn out exactly the way I planned, but we ended up here all the same, didn’t we?”

Adrienne grinned when I raised her left hand up and specifically fingered her engagement ring. But then after taking a deep breath, I took hold of the ring and slid it off her finger. She frowned at me, obviously wondering why I would do that, as I held the ring up between us.

“I haven’t forgotten your insistence that you won’t be walking down the aisle until I can convince you this won’t end up in another Bentastrophe,” I began. “I realize there’s a lot of work I still need to do to earn back your trust. I realize that in many ways, I haven’t even earned this. There’s a part of me that feels unworthy, honestly. I feel like I should realistically be just your boyfriend for the next… six months, at least? A year? And that only after I’ve proven I can prioritize you and not lead us into another Bentastrophe will I truly be ready to take you on that sunset hike down to Baker Beach and get down on one knee.”

Adrienne narrowed her eyes at me and muttered, “Yeaaaah… we’re not doing that.” And then she snatched the ring back and popped it straight onto her finger once more. “No take-backsies.”

I chuckled and nodded. “Fair enough. But I mean it: I want to earn back your trust. You understood how important it is to me that you communicate your honest feelings. This is me trying to communicate to you that I understand how important it is for me to do the same.”

“Damn straight.” Grinning, my Tigress leaned forward towards me, clear invitation for a kiss.

I gladly gave it to her, and our slow-burn passion simmered warmly but didn’t ignite. In all honesty, I was pretty fucked out by now. Six ejaculations in one night without any super-pills after the long, emotional day I’d had? I was done.

Which was why it was a bit of a surprise when Adrienne pulled back with a twinkle in her eyes and suggested, “Should we invite the others in to join us now?”

I blinked. “The others? Are we supposed to turn this into an engagement orgy or something? Because in the spirit of Open Communication and all, I’m pretty tired right now.”

Adrienne giggled and shook her head. “No, silly. I honestly just meant to let Dawn and Summer join us and come snuggle.”

I blinked twice. “Really? It’s our engagement night and all. I sorta figured you’d want to have me all to yourself.”

“To myself? Fall asleep without two additional sexy, beautiful babes? Tiger, it’s like you don’t even know me at all!” She giggled, leaned in, and then pecked my lips. A moment later, she slid off the bed, opened the door, and hollered, “Dawnie! Sunshine! Come up here and get naked!”

I chuckled and grinned, watching my fiancée’s bodacious booty jiggle as she leaned out the door, and then I got the reverse view of her spectacular naked body bouncing back to me, her bobbling boobies leading the way.

“At the end of the day, yes, I realized I really do want to be Mrs. Ben,” Adrienne explained as she returned to the bed. “But we’re still a team, a quad. I don’t know yet if the four of us will last like this forever. But all three of us promised each other that if one of us ever finally stepped up to claim the crown, that we’d never leave the others outside in the cold. What better way for me to demonstrate that than by bringing both of them in with us tonight? And ooh! What do we have here?”

The sight of that bodacious booty and bobbling boobies had been awe-inspiring enough to put a little starch into my shaft, which my golden goddess discovered when she reached out to pet my prick. And I thickened even more under her supple touch.

“I see your point, but seriously… I am wiped out.”

Adrienne’s eyes twinkled. “Trust me, Tiger. Trust me.”


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