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Bully King Became My Husband

Warning: 18+ ‘‘Felicia...’’ he whimpered as he entered me from behind. I bit the inside of my lower lip to keep a muffled scream from coming out, which was very close to happening. Marcus positioned his hands on my hips and began to find his rhythm in a way that was deliberate but profound. I arched slightly to allow Marcus to knead my breasts after his hands crept underneath me and into the space between them. While he was rolling my nipples between his fingers, I was having a terrible time stifling the groans that were coming out of my mouth. ‘‘It’s okay, baby…’’ he whispered into my ear. ‘‘Just moan for my name…’’ I rested my cheek against the pillow, my eyelids immediately closed tightly, and every time Marcus thrust into me, I was pushed forward, but his pace was slow, and he always pulled out completely before entering me again, making sure that I took every inch of him. ‘‘Felicia…’’ his voice was shaking as he whispered my name, his hand moved to rub my clit, and I felt like my body was about to explode. My thoughts were all over the place, and I'm at a loss for anything else to say. ‘‘Don’t---’’ my words were cut short due to the extreme pleasure he was giving me. ***** Felicia is a sixteen years old high school student and was about to confess her love to her crush on the first day of the new term, however, she was stopped by Marcus, the bully king in her class and she accidentally fell down the stairs. When she woke up, she found her traveled into the world ten years later. To her surprise, the bully king in her school became her husband, but what made her shocked even more was that they had a three year old son!

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Chapter 38 THE PENALTY

FELICIA's P O V

‘‘What’s my punishment then?’’ When Marcus didn't answer my question and instead just stared closely at me, I questioned him once more.

He gave me the smirk that is uniquely his. ‘‘Felicia, I would really like for us to visit that hot spring together...’’

My frown deepened as I looked at him. Hot spring? ‘‘Is that the only thing you require of me?’’

‘‘Yeah...’’ he nodded, his attitude changing to one of seriousness.

‘‘Okay…’’ I agreed without hesitation. ‘‘When are we leaving?’’

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The moment I opened my eyes the next morning, everything was already prepared, and I was the only one Marcus was waiting. It appeared as though he had already packed our belongings, as there was a duffel bag on the couch, most likely containing our swimming attire.

I couldn't help but arch my brow at him. So, he already knew that this would take place because he asked me to go shopping for swimwear yesterday.