The O'Malley Brides (33 page)

“
Nowhere
,” she sighed, answering his question as she opened her arms to him.

Rory undressed her, loving each new section he uncovered. 
Turning
Tess onto her belly
,
he ma
ssaged her neck and shoulder before moving to her
lower
back.  “Don’t move an inch,” he ordered, getting up and gathering what he needed. 

Tess had no intention of moving, in fact she was so relaxed she was afraid she would doze off. 

A thin stream of oil dribbled from her shoulder blades to her buttocks and she jumped at bit before his big hands began to move over her again. 
Although her entire body from her neck to the soles of her feet were
caressed and soothed
, by far the most attention was devoted to her ass.

Oil was added repeatedly to that part of her anatomy until she was slippery and pliant.  Rory’s fingers made occasional forays between her thighs gliding lightly over her clit and circling her woman’s opening.  Each time Tess’s hips rose trying to capture his thick digit and steer it inside her she was rewarded with a firm slap to her bottom as well as his scolding voice.

“Be still
,
Tess.”

Lying beside her he slipped his arm beneath her cupping her entire vulva in one huge hand
, f
irmly
holding her steady
as
his other slippery fingers, teased at her bottom hole.

Tess
squirmed, butterflies having a party in her belly as she tried to relax in his hand.  Even as nervous as she was, honey leaked from her core as she tried to dance anyway from his invading finger.

“I hadn’t planned to spank you, but I will Babe,” he whispered, nibbling on her shoulder.  “Relax into my hand honey,” he ordered.

Tess tried and failed only succeeding after he had peppered her bottom with twenty or so crisp smacks.

“Good girl,” Rory murmured when he felt the weight on her hips settle onto his hand.  Add
ing another bit of oil he
ever so gently
began
teasing her
bottom,
seeking admittance.
Nestling his middle finger firmly against her clit, he tapped it e
ach time,
like a gentle spanking
,
as he nudged farther and farther inside her bottom.  His first knuckle was surrounded by her tight ring before Tess began squirming again.

“Do you need another spanking?” he asked, glad she couldn’t see his smile.

“No,” she replied softly, a pout in her voice.

“Then relax and behave.  I plan on loving you as often and in as many ways as I want Tess, so you may as well get used to it.  I will never hurt you Babe, but you will always submit to me.”

Tess nodded.  S
ighing
,
she gave herself over to Rory
.

The tapping began again and he removed his finger, a
dded more oil and slid
back inside of her to the hilt
,
past each knuckle until he could go no further.  Pausing
,
he gave her time to
adjust to the intrusion as he firmly held her, one hand under her, the other with his finger firmly implanted in her beautiful bottom.  His enormous cock throbbed against her hip in time with the contractions of her rectum.  Rory closed his eyes and clenched his jaw.  What he really wanted to do was replace his finger with his cock and plunge into the deep, dark opening, filling her with his come as she pulsed and quivered around him.  That however was not possible.  It would take many nights of preparation before she would be able to accommodate him in that way.  Nights he would enjoy
immensely. 

Forcing his mind back to the present, Rory slowly began gently retreating and plunging into Tess’s bottom while rubbing and tapping her clit.  Her low moans reassured him the des
pite what she might say, she loved
everything he was doing to her.  Each time he felt her tense he would stop torturing her clit, holding his finger still inside her until she relaxed back into his hand before returning to his ultra-slow, methodical invasion.  Finally Tess became so frustrated that her little feet began kicking the bed, her lips pleading for him to either stop or do something to release her
.

Rory removed his finger, slipped his arm out from under her and stood.   Quickly he bound her wrists together with a tie and Tess watched wide-eyed as he secured it to the headboard.

“Rory?”

“Shhh, you’re fine
,
Babe.  Trust me?” he asked, leaning down to kiss her. 

“Yes,” she answered breathlessly.

“Good girl,” he replied, patting her ass.   Grasping her hips
,
he lifted them until Tess was on her knees, her head down.  He slipped first one pillow, then another under her belly, adjusting her to his specifications. 
Picking up a relatively small butt plug that was much larger than her pacifier, but nowhere near as big as his cock, he lubed it thoroughly.  Holding her cheeks apart
,
Rory slowly began working it into her tight passage that had returned to normal in the short time since he had penetrated it. 

Tess squirmed and squealed but Rory would not be deterred.  He didn’t scold her in any way, but when she continued to wiggle, making this much harder than it needed to be, he set the plug aside and warmed her ass.  When Tess was sniffling and compliant once again, he re-lubed the plug, gently but firmly pushing it deep within her bottom.  The flange at the base, kept it from going to deep, but the wider section just before the flange was harder for her to take.  Regardless
,
he had his way
and patting her red ass
he admired
the picture she presented.

Kneeling behind her, he forced her knees apart, giving him plenty of room to fit between them.  Harder than he could ever remember being, he none the less took the time to again massage Tess in a firm way until she stopped quivering.  His long arms had no problem reaching under her to take her breasts in a firm grip, plucking the tender nipples until they were hard little nubs.  Sliding lower he cupped her snuggly
,
gathering her sweet tribute and rubbing her stiff little clit until she moaned in appreciation. 
Seconds from completion
,
he stopped and Tess exploded in outrage.

“I am going to kill you Rory O’Malley if you do not give me some relief,” she sobbed.

“You’re hardly in a position to be issuing demands
,
Babe,” he said smiling as he covered his cock with lube.  Even though she was dripping, he wanted to be sure she experienced no real pain when he entered her.

“Eventually you will have to untie me.  After that I will be free to give myself pleasure any time I choose,” she informed him sarcastically.

“And how will you do that,” he inquired not yet revealing his amusement.

“I do not know, but I will manage it.  Perhaps I will use that little vibrating egg you have.”

“Perhaps if you do you will get your little fanny spanked like a very naughty little girl,” Rory shot back.  Positioning himself at the entrance to her pussy, Rory eased slightly into her, smothering his groan.

Tess wavered, angry that he had brought her so close so many times and
aching for him to fill her wanting body.

“I will do it while you are at work,” she forced out, panting.

“Not in this lifetime,” Rory asserted as he
slipped father inside her
incredibly
tight sheath
,
drawing closer
to total madness.  At last he gave in and plunged until his balls were snug against her.

Tess screamed in pleasure feeling every inch of him and every inch of the plug lodged so firmly in her ass.  He held still as her fingers clawed at the tie holding her captive.

“Let me make myself clear,” Rory growled into her ear as he hunched over her, pushing h
is
cock and the plug deeper.  “In case you didn’t understand before, from this moment on your orgasms belong to me. 
If you need relief, you have only to come to me and I will gladly make you scream in pleasure, but under no circumstances are you to pleasure yourself.  Do you understand?” he asked withdrawing and sliding back in with a purpose.

“Yes,” Tess cried out, so full of him she could hardly think.

“Good,” Rory stated sliding his hand down her belly and firmly pinching her clit. 

Screaming
,
Tess a
r
ched away from his hand only to force her pussy tighter against him
.  P
ain and pleasure were a heartbeat apart.

Stroking her softly now as if seeking forgiveness for his harsh reprimand
,
Rory
wrapped one arm tightly around her hips as his busy fingers brought her to the edge.  His cock seemed bigger than ever as he fucked her with amazing restraint.  Tess shattered in his hands, milking him with her furious contractions, but Rory never paused, continuing his deep measured possession despite her pleas for a
moment’s
respite
.  Never taking his fingers from her clit he mercilessly drove her on to another climax, and another, and another until she was a weeping receptacle for his passion.  When Tess stopped struggling, when she was open to the fullest extent, Rory took his pleasure riding her with a speed and power that exceeded anything Tess had imagined.  For the first time she had a glimpse of what an angry Rory would be like and she determined in that exact
millisecond she would accept him as he was for all time.  Rel
axing,
she opened not just her body, but her heart and accepted his offering, relishing the pressure in her womb as he filled her with his release.  Quietly she savored the weight of his body as he collapsed over her and rested.

Rory was silent as he gently removed the plug from Tess and carried it
into the bathroom to be cleaned.
  Wetting a washcloth with warm water
, he cleaned her
bottom and thighs before releasing her from the bonds that held her. 
He removed the pillows.  R
olling her over
he lay
down beside
her
,
pushing the hair from her face before inspecting her
wrists.  Kissing each one he was thankful they were only slightly red and not bruised as he had feared.  Tess hadn’t made a sound and it worried him.  Gathering her close
,
he kissed the top of her head.

“Are you alright?” he asked firmly, faking a confidence he didn’t feel.

“Mm
m
, yes,” she answered, snuggling closer, her head on his chest.
  She listened as his rapid heartbeat slowed, smiling when she felt him release a deep breath.  Mr. Rory O’Malley was not quite as unaffected as he tried to make out.

“I love you
,
Babe,” he whispered.

“
Te quiero
, Rory.”

Saturday was girl’s day out and they all met at the pub.  Tess still had not found a wedding dress so they were on a mission.  Patrick served them lunch and disappeared not wanting to intrude on one of the few days Molly took off. 

“Molly D
ear, get out your l
ist and let’s see what still has
to
be done?’ Maeve ordered.  “We’ve not much time left.”

Molly pulled the list and a pen from her bag, firing off questions to the others.

“Cake?”

\“Ordered, but I still need to find a topper,” Tess answered.
  “I can pick the cake up that morning, but I must be there before noon
.  T
hey are closing early.

“
We should be able to find a topper
at the bridal shop,” Maggie put in.

“Yes, that’s a good idea, it there anything special you’re looking for Tess?” Colleen asked

“No, I am not picky, I know I will never find a bride and groom that looks at all like Rory and I.  Maybe a heart would be nice, but it really does not matter.”

“Don’t you worry, I’m sure we will find the perfect topper,” Maeve assured her.

“Flowers?” Molly asked.

“I took care of that,” Colleen answered, “and I’ll pick them up the day before and keep them in the fridge.”

“Good,” Maeve replied.  “Tess is everything set with Father Donovan?”

“Yes we have been to see him for counseling and he will be at your house by 7:45 p
.
m
.,
but he won’t be able to stay long after the ceremony.  He has to get back for Christmas Eve Mass.”

“Yes
,
that’s true
.  You Da and I will
be going to the Midnight Mass
later that night, but I understand if you girls can’t be there.  I know it’s late for the children.
  Of course
,
Tess and Rory will probably want to spend the night al
one.  I know you’re not plannin’
a honeymoon until after the holidays, but…”