Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Elizabeth

He has gagged me and left me lying on the bed. For two days, he has fucked my ass non-stop. I have no idea why he thinks that it's punishment at this point. Perhaps he is getting it out of his system because I am getting the implant out today.

In the end, he found a lesbian nurse in her 50s, and he wasn't happy about that in case she hit on me. He wouldn't tell me how he knew about her sexual orientation, either.

He comes into the bedroom, his face like thunder. He unties my wrists and takes the gag out of my mouth. I rotate my jaw. He put the largest one in because of the amount I swore.

He stomps into the walk-in closet and has his clothes in his hand. He throws one of his black T-shirts with his three-quarter-length bottoms at me.

"No, wait. Let me get you a bra. Wear a fucking bra."

I ignore him and shove his bottoms on and check the length. They reach my ankles. He throws a bra at my head. I quickly put it on since he seems to be at boiling point. He walks over and shoves the T-shirt over my head.

We go downstairs and into the living room. The nurse stands up and smiles widely at us.

"Mrs Henderson. It"s lovely to meet you. My name is Josie. Your husband said you are both ready for a family. This is wonderful news. I brought some information for you that you might find useful."

I tighten my hand in Zak's hand.

"Hi, Josie. Thank you, that would be great. If we can just remove this implant, that's all we need today."

I need this done and her out of here. Zak is as stiff as a board.

"Yes, of course. It won't take long at all."

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I wonder how hard I want to be fucked to get pregnant. I sit at the dresser rubbing moisturiser on my face while Zak lies on the bed with his nose in a book.

"Josie was nice," I said casually.

His head snapped up instantly, and he lowered the book on his chest.

"What the fuck do you mean by that?"

I bite the inside of my lip to keep a straight face.

"She was friendly and left us all that extra information."

He glares at me briefly before his face relaxes. "You wouldn't last an hour with her. She doesn't have a cock, and I know how hungry you get for my cock, Fuckdoll."

"There are always double-ended dildos," I said with a snigger.

His eyes darken, and he throws his book on the floor. I sense the danger and dash towards the bathroom.

He dives off the bed and reaches me in a few quick strides.

"Oh, we are done in the bathroom for a long time. Double-ended dick? By the time I am done with you, your pussy will be in too much pain for you to think about a lesbian with a plastic cock."

He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, knocking my breath out.

I'm definitely getting fucked so hard tonight.

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Five days later, I lie on the bed with an ice pack on my pussy. I won't be teasing him like that again.

He strolls in, carrying our breakfast on a tray.

"How's my pussy doing?" He asked in a smug voice.

I glare at him.

"I am going to be limping up the aisle with a broken pussy."

He chuckles.

"You know you won't need to walk anywhere."

That's true. Benny is going to officiate our marriage online. He has been running Zak's company. I didn't know it then, but Zak had a satellite phone and internet connection, and he kept in touch with Benny and an eye on my missing person's case.

We are on a remote Island in Thailand I doubt anyone would ever recognise me, let alone report seeing me on Esme Island. Zak is very selective about whom he allows access to the island.

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We sit out in his mother's garden with the laptop set up on a table. We sit on the bench. Zak has me sitting on his lap.

Benny's call comes through.

"It's about time. We were about to get a professional officiant who knows how to tell the time," Zak snarks at Benny.

Benny is wearing a priest"s collar and shirt.

"I had to get ready and look the part. Anyway, I have officiated three weddings. You think I live with my wives in sin?"

"He has three wives?" I whispered to Zak. Confused by how many wives Benny had.

"I will tell you later," he whispers back.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join—"

"This isn't what we agreed to, Benny," Zak interrupts.

"I know, I'm fucking with you."

I peer at the laptop screen and see three women behind Benny sitting there.

When Benny sees me looking, he rolls his chair away and introduces me to his three wives. My eyes widen, and I remember what Zak told me about seeing me at the foundation and his conversation with Benny.

I want to laugh so badly, but I don't want to offend Benny—or his doll wives.

It all makes sense now. I turn around to Zak and kiss him. I hold his face in my hands after he stops devouring my lips.

"I love you so much, Zak Henderson."

"Hey. Hey, guys. I haven't even started yet," Benny protests.

Zak's eyes darken, and I can see their tumultuous emotions. I drop a kiss on his lips.

"You don't need to say anything. I just wanted you to know," I told him.

His face relaxes, and he kisses me again slowly. This time we both ignore Benny's protests.