Like Husband, like Wife

She screamed, letting out a cry of pain as the glass shattered around her head. The dent her head made on the glass almost looked like a bloody spider web.

I just had some good orgasm, and this woman thinks she has the right to ruin that euphoric feeling that was still buzzing in my veins?

Pushing her face harder against the broken glass made her cry out again. "Please..." She pleaded.

"I needed you to shut up. So this was a faster way to do that." I whispered.

Blood poured from the side of her face as I met her eyes. She whimpered, struggling against me, but I held her still, pulling on her hair. Tears spilled from her eyes and she opened her mouth to scream.

"If you scream, I will scoop out the contents of your skull and serve them to you. Do you hear me?" I asked, shocking even myself.

'Where the hell did that come from'?

I glared at her, and her eyes widened in fear. "I’m so..."

I squeezed her head and she shut up immediately. "My husband is of