Chapter 6

Celine's POV.

"Good morning, Jace," I greeted him as he sat up and looked at me with concern. Since we had only the duvet covering us.

"Morning, my love. How was your night? I hope you aren't hurting much?" Jace asked me, as he pulled me closer to himself and sealed his lips on mine.

"Mm," I moaned and hesitated to kiss him back, and like he noticed, he asked me.

"What's wrong, babe? You don't want to kiss me?" Jace held my hand to his chest as he drew me closer and kissed my neck. He tilted my head to meet his face as he kissed and sucked on my lips, gently biting my lower lip.

"Mm," I moaned, and he smiled as his tongue invaded my mouth, and I couldn't help it but kiss him back, and he froze.

I stopped kissing him and looked at his face as I met his eyes on me.

"What's wrong?" I asked him shyly, and Jace continued to look at me.

"Why are you kissing me like a learner? You are getting me confused, babe?" Jace asked, making my heart beat quickened, and I pushed him away and got out of the bed.

"I don't know what you mean."

However, I saw the red stain on the bed as the sheet was white, and Jace's gaze fell on it as he looked at me in confusion at first and asked, "What's going on, Clara? Did you tighten your pùssy to make it feel like a virgin pûssy? I never told you that I am obsessed with virgins."

"Yeah..I just wanted to surprise you," I smiled like my sister, and Jace shook his head and got out of the bed.

"I love this surprise," he said and caught me just before I could get away from him.

And he bent me over to the bed to take me from behind.

"What are you trying to do? Today is Sunday, and we need to get to the church for the Thanksgiving service," I said, wanting to escape him, but he said, "No. We are still doing our honeymoon. So no church."

Jace prepared to make his way into me from behind as I could feel him preparing my entrance with his phallus again..

"Okay. Let's have our bath and brush our... Ah!" I gasped as Jace thrust into me, he pinned me from behind my waist on the bed and kept pounding harder into me.

I cried and begged for release as my body was sore, but Jace was like a sex maniac, never growing tired as he kept making love to me.

At one point, I wonder if this was why Clara flew away. But I doubt, as she seems like she has done it, and Jace also said the same.

"Mmm," I bit my lips, trying to stifle the moans that were escaping my mouth, but Jace moved faster into me, calling me by my sister's name and spanking my ass.

"Yeah, Clara. You're so sweet and tight. Dammit."

"...." I couldn't reply, as I felt my lower body was full of his hot release. I needed to get a pill and prevent Jace from getting me pregnant. I thought, as he was so aroused, and he kept slamming into my body from behind. He spun me around to face him, our bodies joined at the lower part, but Jace wasn't satisfied.

To my shock, he carried me in his warm arms and continued making love to me.

"Ah!" This time I begged and cried to be released as Jace filled me up again.

"Dammit, Clara. You're driving me insane," he moaned my sister's name, and that made me a little jealous. I was the one he was punishing, yet the name that left his mouth was my sister's name only.

Finally, Jace got his climax, and we were both panting hard and sweating, as I hadn't expected this early morning exercise between us.

Jace didn't pull out as he was still carrying me in his arms like I'm a baby, and took me to the bathroom.

"I will help you to have your shower and call the maid to clear the bedsheet, alright."

I was too tired to reply, and unable to say a word as I was still shocked by how many rounds of sex Jace had to go through before he became satisfied..

He finally released me, but I almost fell off in the bathroom as I was feeling dizzy, and my legs were feeling like jelly.

"Are you alright?" Jace held me to his chest, and I nodded.

"Yes, Jace."

"Tell me, 'yes, love.' That's what you mostly call me, and I like it. Why did you switch back to my name? Did you want me to fụck your mouth before you call me your love, or are you still thinking about Martin?"

"No!" My eyes widened in shock after seeing Jace's jealousy, and he said, "Go on, call me sweet pet names."

"You aren't a baby or pet. So I prefer to call you by your name." I told him, as I pouted my pink lips and finally had my stamina as I wanted to move away from him.

"I see you want me to punish you again when you call me Jace, I will punish you with three more rounds."

"No, no. Okay. I won't call you by your name, but it's your name," I eyed him, laughing, and he smiled.

"I know, but you look more sèxy calling me sweet names. Go on, I noticed since yesterday, you are just so different, and you made me correct you a lot of times," Jace said, and I gulped hard.

"Fine. My love," I called him, and he smiled.

"Good, babe. You are only allowed to call me pet names like my husband, my baby, and my love. And I will call you that too. Don't call me Jace again. Okay," Jace pulled me closer to his chest as he brought his handsome face closer to mine.

And I knew that I was going to regret this, ever allowing my sister's fiancé to get this close to me..

"Okay." I kissed him as much as he kissed me. We have been intimate a couple of times, and though my body was sore, I wanted Jace to have me again. But he didn't make love to me in the bathroom. As he bathed me and brought me back to our bedroom, and assisted me in dressing up.

Later, he sent for his maid to come and clean up the messed-up bed. As he led me out of the room for us to have our breakfast.

I was wearing a white dress that I saw in his closet, and I didn't want to ask him who owned the dress. That would raise his suspicions. So I followed him to the dining room to have our breakfast. As he donned a white robe and black shorts.

His parents arrived to greet us once more..