“No Patrick, I'm having painful sex these days, please stop” Jasmine pleaded. She tried to push him off but he shoved the edge of the quilt into her mouth. How dare she tell him that?
He was already feeling bad, his investors were calling for a meeting on the business growth and he'd spent so much on the wedding and satisfying her mother's request. How then can she tell him no, when he only wants to get relief from the mental stress he was going through. Is she crazy?
“You are my wife and you cannot deny me sex alright? You'll have to endure the pain while I get satisfaction and relief” he bellowed and forced himself into her with a loud moan “Awww..”
Jasmine wanted to tell him that she's worried about the pregnancy, but her lips were sealed with the quilt and as he got himself into her unlubricated cunt, the pain came like a thunderbolt, and she rolled her eyes in pain.
He was plunging her hard, it seems like he was venting his anger on her for something she doesn't know. This was not how it used to be, but after their return two days ago, things weren't the same again.
Jasmine was writhing in pain, each hard thrust seemed to hit her like a hammer on the head. Patrick held her waist in place and didn't care however she was moving her body. He only wants her p**sy, and since he was slamming into her in pleasure, it doesn't matter to him.
He was moaning in pleasure. He loves her p**sy a lot. In his pleasure he shut his eyes and failed to notice that something was off down there as he continued pleasing himself and at this time, Jasmine was sobbing.
Her heart called out to Andre for help. This isn't love making, this is torture and humiliation. She felt wetness dripping out of her and Patrick wouldn't even notice anything. She perceived the stench smell of blood and the pain she was feeling was second to none.
As Patrick attained climax, he was thrusting her harder and moaning out loud as he summed. He glanced at Jasmine now, her eyes reddened like they were coals picked out of fire. He pulled the quilt off her mouth and suddenly realised that something was off.
He jerked himself off her and at this time, Jasmine couldn't even say a word. He stood up and found himself covered with blood. Reality dawned on him as he glanced at Jasmine, she was covered in blood and the mattress was a mess.
“You're bleeding, the baby” he exclaimed
Half an hour later, Patrick was pacing back and forth in front of the theatre. The bleeding was much, Jasmine passed out before he arrived at the hospital. He'd never seen such volume of blood discharged from someone's body so much.
Is the baby alright? How can Jasmine not not know that she was having symptoms of miscarriage? Oh no, it dares not be a miscarriage. He wouldn't be able to accept that fact. How can he waste so much money on an emergency wedding and then lose the pregnancy?
Soon the doctor stepped out and Patrick went to him “doctor, how is the baby doing? I hope the baby is fine?” He asked. The doctor stared at him speechless. Stupid man, he thinks about his baby and not the woman whose life was endangered.
“Maybe if you had spared her from some wanton sex and pleasure, she and the baby might not have to suffer this” the doctor replied. It was all over her body, his semen, his release filled her entire cunt.
“I don't understand doctor,” Patrick stuttered. Has anything happened to the baby? She shouldn't let anything happen to that unborn baby. He would never forgive her if anything happens to that unborn baby.
“There was a miscarriage and your wife has complications or that might make it difficult for her to get pregnant again” The doctor informed. He saw how shocked Patrick was and asked “Didn't she complain to you that she was having pains?”
“She…she..” Patrick stuttered. If he agrees to it that he's aware, he'll be blamed. So he lingered and appeared surprised at what the doctor said.
“Anyways, it doesn't matter if you know or not. But the sex was rigorous. Love making is not a contest” the doctor concluded and went away. How can someone have intimacy with his wife and leave her with bruises?
And he knew she was pregnant. Should men have sex with their wives in the first trimester? It's risky for some while it does nothing to others. But to be on a safer side, the man should discipline himself for at least three months.
Patrick turned himself away and was angry with himself and Jasmine. How can it be, how can they lose the baby? And now, the doctor said she had complications that might make it difficult for her to conceive again.
When Jasmine was transferred from the theatre into a recovering room, she looked pale and weak. Patrick just stood and glared at her. How can she let the pregnancy get miscarried, she should know better.
Jasmine knew that she'd lost that pregnancy and didn't need to be told. She tried to warn him, to tell him how risky it was but he wouldn't listen to her, he thought she was denying him sex. Now, he'd had his way and the unborn baby had gone its way too.
Tears rolled down the sides of her eyes. Patrick was responsible for what happened to her baby. He was the reason why she miscarried the pregnancy. His insatiable desire for sex has finally paid off.
“You are responsible for the loss of our unborn baby. How dare you miscarry the pregnancy?” Patrick bellowed and Jasmine was dazed. She, responsible for the loss of the pregnancy? Is he serious now?
“You were the one who senselessly insisted on having sex and now I am responsible for the loss of the pregnancy? Are you serious?” Jasmine snapped at him. She might be weak and exhausted, but her tongue is definitely not.
Patrick pinned her cheeks and threatened “if you ever say those words again, I'll incapacitate your parents, especially that greedy mother of yours,okay? You didn't tell me anything and I didn't have sex with you. You had a miscarriage and that's it, gold digger”