Ariel’s Plans

I have the ugliest smile on my face as I gaze at the rings in my palm. When Loretta selected our rings, I was filled with fear, but just looking at the rings Arielle selected makes me feel sickly satisfied. I'm excited to see my ring on her hand. It's exactly the size I desired. There is no longer any space for misunderstanding the meaning of this ring.I'll be happy to wear her featherlikeArielle ring in exchange for it designating her as mine in the manner that I desire. "Arielle ?" I sit on our bed and tap my feet impatiently, waiting for her to get out of the shower. Though I'm kind of tempted to go in there with her, I can't wait to give her this ring. It is not appropriate to do it in the lavatory. I had no intention of becoming more than just friends with her when we initially got married because I wasn't sure what to expect from a relationship. When did that become different? She's become my wife in every meaningful manner in just a few short weeks. With her, every night is fucking fantastic. She unbelievably desires me. Never before have I been so desperate and impatient, and I can't get enough of her. My wife is far busier than I will ever be, so I'm tempted to miss work to spend more time with her in bed than I have ever imagined. When she emerges from the shower wearing nothing but a tiny towel, my heart skips a beat. I sigh and say, "Fuck." Arielle flushes, and the sight of her flushed cheeks makes me want something else even more. I'd been avoiding her for far too long, pretending to want to give her space, but part of the reason I was doing so was because I knew I couldn't resist her. She's the only woman I've ever wanted this badly and the one I never should have desired. I get up and approach her, staring at her intently. She steps backward till her back is against the wall, smiling as if she understands precisely what she's doing to me while standing there in that little towel. A quiet giggle slips from her lips. "It's absurd how stunning you are," I whisper, ensnaring her with my forearms. She looks at the suit I'm wearing this morning, sighing as she grabs my jacket by the lapels. "It's too bad you're covering up my favourites." I take her hand and hold it over my heart while she pursues my chest. "Your best sections, eh? I'm not doing my job right if my cock isn't your favourite feature of my body. I'm going to fix that, I swear to you. With a trace of amazement in her gaze, she smiles at me. I guess she finds this as bizarre as I do. Our relationship was never meant to be. We weren't supposed to be this good together. "Permit me to give you one more pledge, Arielle ." Raising her hand, I take the ring she made and place it on the end of her fingertip before meeting her gaze. "You and I had the worst possible beginning to our marriage, and even today, it feels like there is a mountain between us and the cards are stacked against us. I don't know what the future holds for us, Arielle, but one thing is for sure: you will be my everything for the duration of our marriage. I promise to put you first above all else and to do everything within my power to make sure you never feel as though you had to give up anything to marry me. Although I am aware that the path we have chosen is not an easy one, I cannot imagine a greater companion for our adventure. With tears still in her eyes, Arielle smiles at me. I press her ring onto her finger, my hands shaking. I wasn't even this anxious when I asked Loretta to marry me. This was more than simply a formality, unlike that. We're having this moment together, which I never thought I'd experience. With a sheepish smile, I give Arielle the ring that she created for me. "Should I put that on myself or do you want to put it on me?" She gives me a shake of her head and takes hold of my hand, mirroring my previous motions and placing my ring at the tip of my finger. She says, "Ariel," in a tremulous voice. "I swear to give this marriage my all, even though you were never meant to be mine. We've found each other strange, and I know we're still getting used to each other. You're right to state that a lot is still unknown, but I swear to you that I will always be loyal to you for the rest of our lives. You will always be my priority, and I will do all in my ability to be the greatest wife you could have ever asked for.She places my ring on my finger while her hand is in sync with mine. Although our nuptials were a farce, this moment between us? It can never get any more real than that. She murmurs, "Are we doing this?" I meet her forehead with a nod. "Arielle, we already did. It has been a month since our marriage. It's past time for us to accept reality and collaborate on a better future. Ariel, do you genuinely envision a future together? You mentioned that you would leave me in three years when we first got married. Are you still planning to? I must be informed. I'm unable to... I wish to avoid being harmed. I put my thumb over her lips while I cup her cheek and gaze into her eyes. "Arielle, I will never let you go. Forget what I said. I was a stupid idiot for not realizing that he had hit gold. For better or worse, you are my wife. Just you. throughout my life. She smiles and sniffs, her eyes welling with tears. Pledge me. You assured me that you would never betray a vow, so make a lifelong commitment to me. Whatever the case may be. I droop my head to meet hers and take a nervous breath. "You have me, Arielle Windsor. Indefinitely. I swear. I bend in and take a long, slow kiss on her lips, pinching her chin and tilting her face towards mine. I press against her as her arms encircle my shoulders, intensifying our kiss. Fuck it. How many times have I imagined kissing her when it would have been inappropriate? It feels strange to be able to take her lips so easily. I breathe against her lips, "Tomorrow." "Tomorrow, let's make our marriage official." I understand that declaring our marriage will draw a lot more attention to us and that Loretta will undoubtedly become anxious, but screw it. She needs to know that I own her.