Scorpio (The Erotic Zodiac Book 8)

  Table of Contents

  Epilogue

  Copyright

  Foreword

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Also by Livia Lang

  About the Author

  Scorpio

  Livia Lang

  Contents

  Copyright

  Foreword

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Epilogue

  Also by Livia Lang

  About the Author

  © Copyright 2017 Livia Lang

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, or to any actual events is purely coincidental. Please respect the author’s work and do not make any unauthorized copies or distributions.

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  Foreword

  Scorpio (October 23rd - November 21st).

  A Scorpio lover is passionate and assertive, strong and dominant. They aren’t afraid to take charge in the bedroom. If your love is a Scorpio, then just sit back and get ready for the ride of your life.

  1

  Pepper stood before the mirror, her heart beating wildly.

  “Are you sure I look okay?” she asked, tightening her grip on the flowers in her hands.

  She twirled slowly, taking in the image before her. She was wearing a long white dress with a dramatically wide skirt. The very tip of the skirt had the barest hint of pink on it, reminding her of a fresh flower just beginning to open. The top of the dress was tightly fitted to her bosom and covered in sparkling stones that scattered light around the room.

  Her long blonde hair was loose and fluttered around her shoulders in long waves. She had thought of putting it up in a bun, but her future husband had insisted on it being down. Nash said her long hair reminded him of a fairy-tale princess, and he wanted nothing more than to be her prince that day.

  “You are the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen,” her maid of honor, Patricia, said soothingly. “Nash is going to go absolutely crazy when he sees you.”

  Pepper’s pale cheeks turned a light pink. “I’m not sure if he’ll exactly go crazy. He’s always so strong and in control. He’s not one to gush or fall to his knees.”

  Her bridesmaids all gave each other significant looks, eyebrows raised and lips curled into a smile. Pepper frowned at them, confused.

  “What are you guys smiling at?”

  Patricia giggled, patting her friend soothingly on the arm. “I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough, Pep.”

  Pepper pouted. “No really, tell me!”

  Patricia was giggling harder now. “We just think you are exactly right. Nash is definitely going to be very strong and in control on your wedding night.”

  All the other bridesmaids tittered, some even going so far as wolf whistling. Pepper turned a much deeper shade of pink.

  “Guys! Stop it,” she said, waving her hands at them. “You don’t even know anything about Nash’s…private thoughts.”

  Her bridesmaid Tanisha gave her a saucy grin. “Oh sweetie, anyone who has seen Nash look at you knows his private thoughts. The man is completely in love with you, and he undresses you with his eyes every time you walk into the room. And that’s a good thing - trust me! You want a man who is absolutely crazy about you.”

  Pepper looked back in the mirror, her stomach turning. She was so excited to marry Nash, but also nervous. Because after marriage came the wedding night. And Pepper had never done anything sexual. Sure, her and Nash had shared plenty of steamy kisses. But they’d done nothing at all past first base.

  “I hope I know what to do to please him,” she said quietly, almost to herself. She looked to her bridesmaids with pleading eyes. She knew all the other girls in the room had been with men, and she desperately needed some guidance. “How will I know what to do?”

  Tanisha grabbed her glass of champagne and look seriously at Pepper. “Don’t worry so much. I’m sure Nash has been planning this for months. He strikes me as the type of guy who will take command and let you know exactly what he likes. And you love and trust him, right? Then just relax and let him lead the way.”

  Pepper thought about that. It seemed like good advice - after all, Nash was quite a bit older than her. She’d walked into his office looking for a job when she was only eighteen and he had been thirty-five. That had been two years ago, and now he was going from potential boss to husband.

  “Well, I know he does has some experience.” Pepper wrinkled her nose at the thought. She wasn’t pleased he’d ever been with anyone else, but she hoped that soon their sex life would make him forget about anything else before. “That’ll help, I’m sure.”

  Her final bridesmaid, Maude, lifted an eyebrow. “Girl, he is going to rock your world. That man is so damn fine. And he has that commanding aura around him - I can only imagine how hot it was in the office when he ordered you around. If he uses even a little bit of that in the bedroom then you are going to one happy lady.”

  The other girls cheered and agreed, making Pepper begin to laugh too. She could feel the anxiety leaving her body, and she looked at the clock a final time. It was thirty minutes before the ceremony. And about 6 hours before they left for the hotel. She would soon be a married woman.

  And no longer a virgin.

  2

  Several hours later the vows were said, the marriage license signed, the first dance done, and the huge dinner with two hundred friends finished. Nash and Pepper could at last head out to the hotel for their first night as a married couple.

  It had been the best day of her life, but it had also seemed like an eternity to Pepper. After all, the part she was most looking forward to – and nervous about - hadn’t happened yet. But at long last they had their keys, they were officially married, and it was time to find out all the secrets of what being a wife meant.

  “Ready to go up?” Nash asked her, jiggling the hotel keys as they stood together in front of the check-in desk.

  Everyone in the ritzy hotel lobby seemed to be looking at them. Which made sense considering she was standing there in her big white gown and the happiest grin ever on her face. Pepper had no doubt everyone in the room knew she was about to get laid for the first time. It brought the faintest blush to her cheeks.

  Pepper could only nod her head shyly to Nash’s question. In return, he flashed her a smile that nearly melted her to the floor. Her concerns about people looking at them melted away; all of a sudden it felt like they were the only two people in the world.

  Nash only heightened the feeling of romance by giving her the softest kiss before sweeping her into the elevator headed to the top floor. As they rode up, he kept his arm tightly around her wait, holding her close to his strong body. He even carried her into the hotel suite in his arms, just like an old movie.

  Pepper giggled and clung tightly to him as he marched her straight to the bed. Nash was so powerful he made it seem like she weighed as much as a feather. And as he tossed her gently into the big white comforter, her dress covering most of the king size mattress, she felt like a true princess.

  “What a wonderful day,” she gushed, spreading her arms out and enjoying the softness of the sheets.

  “This has been the best day of my life,” Nash said seriously, giving her a steamy look that made her heart stop. He reached up and loosed his bow tie, his eyes roving over her body. “And this is about to become the best night of my life, too.”

  Pepper blushed crimson, her eyes dropping. She
wanted him so bad, but she didn’t even know where to begin. Should she undress now in front of him? Should she say something? How did any of this work?

  Luckily, Nash seemed to pick up on her confusion. He came and sat down next to her on the bed, putting a hand comfortingly on her shoulder.

  “Are you nervous about tonight?” he asked gently.

  She looked into his dark eyes trustingly. “Well, a little. I’ve wanted this for months. But now that it’s finally here, I’m not sure what to do. And I don’t want to disappoint you.”

  “Pepper, there is absolutely nothing you could do to disappoint me. You are perfect.” Nash bent to gently kiss her cheek, then worked his mouth down her neck, making her squirm and sigh in happiness. He bit down hard at the base of her neck, sucking on the skin roughly before letting go. He then gave her a roguish look. “Sorry for the bite. I just felt the need to claim what’s mine.”

  She giggled and ran her hand up his arm. “That’s very caveman of you.”

  “Oh you’ve seen nothing yet.” He stood up and kicked off his shoes, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. “You see, I have some particular tastes. I like being a little authoritative in the bedroom. A little…commanding.”

  Pepper’s nodded, her throat tight. Nash had now stripped off his shirt and he looked gorgeous. His six pack was perfectly defined, and his upper chest was just barely covered in very sexy black hair.

  “And as my wife, I expect quite a bit of obedience from you.” He gave her a dirty look. “At least in the bedroom, anyway. I’m going to be your Daddy when it comes to the bedroom – the one to love you, punish you, and teach you how to be the perfect naughty girl.”

  Pepper gasped a little. The word Daddy seemed really dirty, maybe even obscene. But it also was making her pussy clench with need. She could feel her nipples harden under her dress as she imagined calling him Daddy as he slid inside her for the first time.

  “Daddy,” she whispered, nodding.

  Nash smiled in approval. Then he reached for his zipper and began taking off his pants. Inch by inch they went down, revealing his black boxers and powerful legs. And one heck of a big bulge.

  “Wow,” Pepper whispered to herself. She had expected something big - after all, she’d felt it poking her plenty of times as they made out. But this big? It was a monster!

  “Come take it out,” Nash said firmly, grabbing his junk firmly in his hand to better outline it for her.

  Pepper got off the bed and stepped forward tentatively. She hoped she knew how to please him! She wanted nothing more than to touch her husband, but was suddenly getting a little stage fright.

  Nash seemed to read her mind. “I’ll help you through every step,” he said kindly. “Now, come touch Daddy’s dick like we’ve both been waiting for.”

  He grabbed her hand and brought it to his crotch. She groaned slightly as she felt his firm manhood for the first time, separated from her skin by only a thin layer of cotton. It felt so powerful, so commanding. Just like her husband.

  “Take off the boxers,” Nash said, breathing a little harder at her touch.

  Dropping to her knees, Pepper grabbed the elastic around his hips and tugged. Down slid the fabric, revealing his thick cock and a well-manicured landscape of pubic hair. She gasped slightly, looking at Nash for the first time in all his naked glory.

  “You are so handsome,” she whispered. “And that is really big.”

  “You know how to make a man feel like a king,” he chuckled, gripping the base of his cock. “Now, I want you to lick the head. Go at the speed you feel most comfortable.”

  Pepper leaned forward, sticking out her pink tongue cautiously. The first contact surprised her. His dick was stiff, but the skin felt like velvet to her touch. She had the wild thought that it would feel incredible to have it rubbed across her face. However, that would have to wait. He’d asked her to lick it, and she didn’t want to disappoint.

  Tenderly, carefully, she ran her tongue over his member. She circled slowly, her eyes locked onto his. She loved the way his breathing was hard and the way he bit his lip as she tongued the underside of his head.

  “That’s fucking perfect, baby,” he encouraged her. “So fucking perfect. Are you ready to suck a little harder?”

  She answered by sliding his hot flesh deeper into her mouth. His compliments were making her blush, but also making her hornier than she’d ever felt. She loved pleasing him, knowing she was taking care of him in a way no one else ever would.

  Deeper and deeper she slid him into her mouth. Finally, she hit her limit and pulled back slowly. The result was a low growl from deep within Nash’s throat.

  “Holy fuck I didn’t know you’d be this good without any practice,” he grunted.

  She smiled slightly, pushing her head back down after taking a quick breath. A steady rhythm was quickly built, her body seeming to know exactly what it was built for. Over and over she slid her mouth down his pole, enjoying the feeling of him invading her throat.

  Nash ran his hands through her hair, softly at first and then rougher as she continued to work him. He kept in constant contact with her body, telling her how much he loved her and how sexy he thought she was. His voice was deep and gravely, and she could tell he was slowly losing control.

  Finally, he couldn’t hold out any longer. He grabbed her head and pushed her down onto his cock as hard as he could. “Baby, I’m about to come. Take it in your mouth. Drink it all up, like the dirty little wife you are now.”

  Pepper barely had time to think before she felt the hot liquid hit the back of her throat. She reflexively swallowed, gulping down his cum as quickly as she could. The salty taste hardly registered; all she could think about was how incredibly erotic it felt to be on the floor, taking her husband’s load for the first time. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, clenching slightly with every shot of cum that landed in her mouth.

  It was perfect - but she wanted even more of him.

  3

  Pepper sat on the floor, breathing hard and looking up at Nash. The tangy taste of his cum lingered on her lips, and she couldn’t help but stick her tongue out to gently lap up the remains. God, he tasted good. Manly, strong, and powerful - everything that embodied her husband was in that flavor.

  Nash nodded in approval as she licked the corner of her mouth. “You like how I taste?” he said, stroking the top of her head lovingly.

  “It’s so much better than I expected.” A blush spread across her cheeks. “Salty, but good.”

  “Well, your little mouth was everything I expected, and more. I am a lucky man to have a wife like you kneeling in front of me. A wife to serve me like this every day.”

  He said it with such love, his brown eyes looking like a deep, sumptuous hot chocolate. Pepper knew her blush was probably spreading all the way from her cheeks down her chest at this point, but she didn’t care. The way her body heated at his words only made her feel more desired, more loved by the man who stood in front of her.

  “I have a surprise for you,” Nash continued on. “You sit right there, looking beautiful.”

  He walked to the dresser, blocking her view with his broad back. She wiggled in anticipation, wondering what he could possibly want to surprise her with. She already had the most gorgeous wedding band she could imagine, so it probably wasn’t jewelry. And their wedding suite was so luxuriously stocked with chocolate and wine that there was no way she could stuff more food inside of her. What could it be?

  When Nash finally turned around, holding a golden strap, her confusion only doubled.

  “What is that?” she asked, squinting at him.

  “This is your collar.” Nash smiled at her, walking close to her again so she could see.

  He held a golden leather strap, a couple of inches thick, with black clasps. It was beautiful, and she breathed in the rich smell of leather as he waved it in front of her. Something about it seemed to radiate power, and she looked at him for guidance.

  “You’ll wear thi
s when we are in the bedroom. To remind yourself that you are mine, and I am yours.” He motioned for her to turn around, which she did while sweeping her long blonde hair up and out of the way. He then wrapped the leather round her neck, fitting it snuggly aginst her skin before clasping it together. “See? It’ll be like a wedding ring, except it’s a symbol for our intimate life. When you put that on, you’ll always be reminded that I’m your Daddy, like we talked about earlier. I’ll be here to guide you, punish you, and make you as happy as I possibly can.”

  She ran her hand over the leather, enjoying the smooth texture. It made a slight weight around her neck, and it reminded her of a reassuring hug. She was claimed, and Nash’s aura of protection now radiated off of the cool leather and into her skin.

  “I love it,” she said at last, turning back around to face him. “It makes me feel safe.”

  “That’s the way it should feel, my love. Because I will protect you, always. In every way.”

  He pulled her up and off the floor. Then he kissed her, sipping softly on her lips as she wrapped her arms around him. A small moan left her throat, and she closed her eyes to sink further into their embrace. There was nothing in her world but him, and she loved it.

  He eventually broke their kiss, stepping back and giving her a lustful stare. “It looks like you’ve worked me up again.” He pointed down to his cock, which was rapidly becoming thick and heavy between his legs. “Do you know what that means?”

  She looked at his cock, a blush spreading across her cheeks. “What does it mean?”

  “It means I need you to spread those sweet little legs for your Daddy. I’ve waited so long to sink into you, going where no one has gone before.” He stroked her hair softly. “My good little virgin.”

  She nodded, unable to keep her eyes anywhere but on his huge cock. Nash continued to talk, but she only stared. His dick looked even bigger now than before. How was it even possible for such a thick thing to fit inside of her? It still made her mind reel - was she really going to be impaled on that giant thing?