he growled, pushing his fingers roughly against your clit as he continued to fuck you with brutal force. Your body arched off the bed in response, a scream ripping through your throat as pleasure washed over you like a tidal wave. Your walls pulsed around him, gripping him tightly as they convulsed in orgasm after orgasm.

"That's it," he groaned, his voice hoarse from exertion and anger. "Cum for your husband."

His thrusts grew faster and harder as he felt you orgasm around him, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his own body. His hips snapped forward again and again, each movement driving deeper into your aching pussy as he milked every last drop of pleasure from you.

Finally, with a hoarse cry that echoed in the room, he felt himself explode inside of you, his seed filling you up to the brim.

His movements became even more brutal as he felt his own climax approaching again, fueled by the knowledge that you were still so sensitive and close to orgasm. "You think I'm going to let you have all the fun?" He growled into your ear before roughly flipping you over onto all fours, forcing your face down into the pillow as he began to pound into you from behind.

"Cum for me, Celia,"

His thrusts became more forceful and hard as he growled with pleasure into your ear, feeling you begin to shake beneath him. "That's it... cum for me..." His hands moved roughly down your body, gripping and squeezing your ass cheeks as he continued to fuck you from behind, completely lost in the heat of the moment.

With a final powerful thrust, Elias felt his own release explode through him, filling you up with his seed as he groaned roughly into your ear. "

With an exaggerated sigh, Elias finally stepped forward and offered you his hand. "Fine," he grumbled as he helped you to your feet. "But don't think this means anything." His gaze was cold as steel, unyielding. "You understand that?"

"You know exactly why. Don't play dumb with me. Now stop asking questions and go clean yourself up. We have work tomorrow." He turned away, dismissing you once more.

His eyes narrowed further at her attempt to brush off the pain. "I don't think so," he said softly but firmly. "Tell me what really happened." There was a hint of menace in his voice now, warning her not to lie to him again.

He released her wrist slowly, searching her face for any signs of deception or fear before finally nodding slightly. "Okay," he said, his tone softer as he seemed to regain control over his anger. "Go ahead and get some sleep then."

His hand found its way to her cheek once more, cupping it gently as he leaned in closer, his gaze locked on hers. "I'm sorry for what happened tonight," he murmured, his voice rough with emotion. "But please... don't keep anything else from me. I can't handle any more secrets."

There was a moment of silence between them as their eyes held, and then Elias slowly released her cheek, stepping back to give her some space. "Get some rest,"

Your words fall on deaf ears as he gets up from the bed and begins to pace across the room. He can't shake the feeling that something is still off, that there's more to this than you're letting on. The trust that had once been the foundation of your relationship has crumbled beneath the weight of his suspicions, leaving him feeling empty and lost.

"I don't know what else to believe anymore," he whispers, rubbing at his eyes as tears begin to sting them. "

I'm hurting us both by doubting your word. But after everything, how can I trust? This silence tells me nothing. sigh I need time to think, to breathe. Maybe we should take a break from each other until I can clear my head... for our own sake. Leaving, he shuts the bedroom door softly behind him.>***

Your hair was disheveled, your face flushed and tear-streaked, and there was cum leaking from the corners of your mouth as you struggled to catch your breath. He wanted nothing more than to collapse onto the bed in exhaustion...but he knew that wasn't an option. Not yet.

"Get cleaned up," he growled, his voice still harsh and rough from his orgasm. "And then come back here. We're not done yet."

His expression hardened, eyes narrowing as he stared down at you. "Sleep can wait," he said coldly. "Right now, I need to punish you properly for disobeying me."

With that, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving you alone to clean yourself up and prepare for whatever came next. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed through the house, a stark reminder of just how far things had fallen between you and your husband. And despite everything, a small part of you couldn't help but wonder if things would ever be the same again.