His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

Chapter 67

67 iii. Cravings [Bonus chapter]

Dominus woke up in the middle of the night to find his wife wide awake, shifting restlessly in bed.

“What’s wrong, honey?” he asked, worry apparent on his face as he steadied her by her shoulders, forcing her eyes on him.

“I can’t sleep,” she confessed, biting her lip.

“Why darling? What’s wrong?” he cupped her cheeks and tried to make sense of what was bothering her.

“Nothing,” she tried to dismiss his question.

“It can’t be nothing that’s keeping you awake. Tell me, please. What is bothering you, my queen?” he caressed her cheek with such gentleness she felt herself tear up.

“And why are you crying?” he immediately wiped her tears away, his eyes filled with more worry as he reached out for her.

She felt her body tremble before she broke down sobbing, “This, this is what’s bothering me!” she cried.

“What is it, honey? Tell me, please,” he became even more confused.

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“This! Look at me, I’m so fat now. I look like a pig and my cheeks are so inflated. I look so ugly and all I want to do is to fuck and eat, and stuff myself with more food,” she cried loudly, arguably not in a charming way, she knows.

He caressed her cheeks and tilted her chin to make her look into his eyes, “Darling, my love. Why do you have these thoughts? You are never ugly to me.”

She pushed him away and cried more, “See! You admitted I have gotten so fat and chubby and unattractive just now! You hate your fat wife, don’t you?!”

He sighed frustratedly as he wiped her tears away, “When did I ever say words like that to you? You will always be the most beautiful girl to me, baby.”

“There! You did it again by not denying I’ve gotten so fat already,” she hit his chest with her fist, her small hands punching him as she cried.

“Sweetheart, why do you keep saying these things? No matter what I do, it seems I’ll be in the wrong,” he combed her hair gently and kissed her forehead, making her lose her strength and wrap her arms around his neck, sobbing loudly in his arms.

“I hate this,” she cried, not understanding her own feelings. She hates herself and whatever this is she feels.

Every day is a constant struggle now, for her, for them both. She just wants it all to be over.

“It’s alright, baby. It’s your hormones,” he assured her, kissing her cheeks as she continued to cry.

“Will it really be okay, daddy?” she looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears.

“Of course, baby. It will be fine, just tell daddy, whatever it is you need, okay?” he assured her.

“But I don’t think I even know what I want,” she pouted.

“One minute I want ice cream, next I want ramen, then I want marshmallows!” she sobbed.

“Then, we just have to get them all,” he smiled gently at her, pulling her close to him.

“But daddy, here is the beach house. We only have the old caretaker to help us. I don’t want to wake her up just for her to find food for me,” she pouted.

“Do you want to go out and find these at the grocery store?” he smiled at her, encouraging her to nod.

He has seen past her words it seems. She really wanted to go out. She felt suffocated being in the house tonight, she felt like she needed a quick getaway, even if it is just to buy some groceries.

“Yes, daddy! I like that,” she hugged him tightly. “But it will be so troublesome for daddy,” she considered and pouted.

“How so, honey? It is no trouble at all, I promise,” he assured her, caressing her cheeks once again.

She pouted even more, “You have an early meeting tomorrow, daddy. How can you be going out of the house now just to accompany me in finding some food at the grocery,” she reminded him.

He kissed her forehead and smiled reassuringly at her, “That’s no trouble at all, honey. How can such considerations matter next to the needs of my queen?”

She smiled wide at him and kissed his cheek, “We will be fast, daddy! I promise!” she beamed.

He stood up and wrapped her in his jacket, then carried her like she weighs nothing.

“See, you are not heavy at all,” he added, making her giggle.

“I am not heavy at all, daddy,” she agreed and smiled at him, feeling her heart fill with joy.

“I love you, sweetie,” he whispered as he got her inside the car, placing her seatbelt on as she squirmed.

“It hardly fits now,” she complained, pouting. “Daddy! I’m so fat, look at me!”

He chuckled and kissed her cheek, “I don’t mind chubby, I really think you look even cuter this way.”

She pinched his arm, “Lies!” she insisted and turned away from him, prompting him to grab her and claim her lips.

Her lips parted as she was greeted by his passionate kiss, her tongue being forced to dance with his, as her eyes widen. It was such a swift attack, she internally screamed.

“Tastes even better,” he muttered, making her blush even more.

“Dominus!” she pushed him away, trying to catch her breath.

“I just want to prove to you, how wrong you are. You are never not attractive to me, queenie,” he placed her hand on top of his pants, the bulge apparent despite the rough texture of his slacks.

“Dominus!” she blushed, her temperature rising just from knowing how hard he is for her.

He smiled at her and took the steering wheel, “Let’s continue later then, we have groceries to do.”

She blushed and kept quiet, reprimanding herself over her predicament. He really is driving her crazy.

When they reached the grocery store he started stacking up every possible ramen flavor and gallons upon gallons of ice cream, the marshmallows are no exception as he keeps on adding heaps of it. As if he expects her to eat it all.

She blushed as they reached the cashier, the wide-gaped mouth of the saleslady almost too much to bear as she swiped one item after another of ramen, ice cream, and marshmallows, and repeat.

Once they were back inside the car, she giggled and hugged him, “That’s insane, daddy!”

He laughed and kissed her cheek, “Anything for you, sweetie. But now give me something in exchange, okay, honey?”

She nodded and blushed, quite sure what it is going to be. He stopped the car in a nearby park, removed her jacket, and led her to a lover’s seat.

“Hold tight, baby,” he whispered in her ear as he asked her to stand and hold into the back of the lover’s seat, making sure her fingers were tightly gripping the frame before he continued.

“Daddy, shouldn’t we seat,” she blushed, feeling so hot as he started to grasp her boobs from inside her dress.

“Not at all, sweetie,” he answered, his hot breath fanning her ears, warming her up.

She felt his fingers mechanically unclasp her bra, and his lips touch her nape. She felt her knees tremble in response, she can’t even lean towards the seat because of her very pregnant belly.

“Fuck! You are so sexy, honey! You drive me wild,” she heard him grunt from behind her, followed by the unbuckling of his belt.

She gasped when he lifted her dress and his fingers started to feel her damped underwear. She felt her cheeks turn feverish as he explored her wetness, sliding off her panty down her legs.

“Darling, why do you even bother with this?” he asked, referring to her silky underwear now constraining her lower leg.

She readily trembled when he slammed his cock inside of her, her fingers tightening their hold to the back of the lover’s seat as she tried to reign in her moans.

It was quite dark in the area with no passerby. But even so, she didn’t want to divert any unnecessary attention just in case. It will be far too shameful for her to survive.

“Holding back? Daddy doesn’t like that,” he hummed as he licked her neck, his fingers grasping her breasts as he pinched hard on her nipples.

The pain excited her, and stimulated her more, she couldn’t keep her noises down any longer. She arched her back as she moaned out his name.

He felt satisfied and rewarded her by thrusting deeper into her, his thick cock forcing its way to her g-spot as her juices overflowed.

“Daddy, please. What if someone passes by,” she tried to reason, one hand clasping her mouth as she tried to keep silent once again.

“Baby, don’t lie to me. You like that, it excites you even more. Don’t deny it. I know your dirty fantasies. I can read them like a book, because they match my own, honey,” he whispered and licked her shoulders, ripping the dress to expose her skin as his teeth graze roughly on it.

“Not at all daddy, plus I’m pregnant,” she whimpered as she tried to deny it.

“It didn’t even stop you from saying yes to being fucked in a park, baby. Don’t use that as an excuse now. You like it as much as I do, you and I, baby. We are exactly meant to be,” he slammed back inside her forcefully, making her hold tightly at the back of the lover’s seat for support, her belly and her breasts bouncing as he does so.

“Daddy, please! Not so roughly!” she begged him, fearing her own reaction if he takes her as he usually does.

She couldn’t blank out in such a public place. It will be so humiliating.

She felt her legs being lifted as he slammed even deeper inside of her, her privates were impaled on his shaft as she felt her feet dangling in the air, her giant of a husband refusing to give her any reprieve.

She opened her mouth wide as her tongue stuck out, drool dripping down her neck as she continued to moan.

“I’ll blank out, daddy! Please not so rough,” she begged him.

“What made you think, it is not what I want, baby?” he slammed even deeper into her, making her squirt as he touched her clit at the same time.

Her eyes widened in shock seeing her juices sprouting from her, but it only made him even more aggressive. He forced her head forward as he held into her waist, buckling his hips as he entered her, his thrusts not ceasing as the pace continued to increase.

Soon she was screaming out his name, her knees gave up from under her as he continued to lift her feet from the ground with each forceful thrust.

And then the bliss that came with it as her eyes rolled back to the back of her head, her toes curled as he pumped his seeds inside of her.

Thankfully there were no passersby to see the quite remarkable scene between them. He carried her in his arms, disposing of her panties as he licked up her tears.

She trembled in his arms as she meets with each wave of pleasure that continued to hit her, she sobbed in his arms and whispered, “I love you, daddy.”

He smiled as he let her inside the car, he whispered back and kissed her forehead, “I love you even more, queenie.”