Authors: Violet Walker
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o you have any idea, lady, what you're doing to me?" Henry growls. “Are you doing this on purpose or are you really so naïve?"
"And what exactly am I doing?" Rebecca asks him innocently, folding her arms in front of her so that her ripe pink nipples that are clearly visible from under that damned piece of nothing.
Henry gets up, starts towards his closet and fishes out one of his robes. "If you want to stay here even a second longer, wear this robe. That thing you're wearing is wreaking havoc with my senses!"
Rebecca looks at the robe for a few long moments before replying, "I don't think I want to wear this velvety thing. I am sure my small frame will get lost in it."
"Still better than your small frame getting lost under mine!" Henry says through clenched teeth. She is impossible! There has to be something behind her outrageous behavior.
"I beg your pardon, my lord." Rebecca's plan is finally proving successful. It is looking like Henry is losing the last shreds of his battered self-control.
"Listen to me, Rebecca, if you stay here a moment longer, I will not be responsible for my actions. You have two options you: either wear this damned robe or go back to your room.” Rebecca feels a little intimidated by the gruffness in his voice and the unrestrained passion that she can clearly see in his eyes. She doesn’t have much idea about what goes on in the marital bed. Of course, she has seen horses in the act, but a friend of hers told her once that with humans, it is entirely different. They do it
face to face
, she’d said. Rebecca has no idea how that would happen!
Henry is patiently waiting for her answer.
“I don’t understand why you are making so much fuss! Don’t you like what I am wearing?” Rebecca asks him innocently and gives him
the look
!
That is it! Henry has had enough! He throws away the robe that he’d offered Rebecca and pulls her roughly out of the bed and right into his arms. Without giving her a second to realize what’s happened, he crushes his mouth to hers.
It is a kiss of passion, hunger, and days of yearning. He wants Rebecca to feel what she does to his senses. Rebecca is too stunned to respond initially, but she soon finds herself enjoying every bit of it. Her entire body is shaking with a feeling that she can’t put a name to. When Henry finally tones down the kiss and gently explores her mouth, she sighs. He finds this the perfect opportunity to thrust his tongue in her mouth and deepen the kiss. Rebecca is overwhelmed by this new sensation as their tongues meet and his unique scent fills her senses. She’d never known a kiss could be so powerful, so intoxicating!
When Henry finally releases her, both of them are breathless. She looks at him dazedly, her mind too numb to form any coherent thought. It is a good thing that he is still holding her in his arms, or she would’ve collapsed; her knees seem to have turned into jelly.
“This is your final warning, Rebecca. If you still want to leave, you can.” Henry makes himself say the words even though his entire being pleads with her to stay. Rebecca merely stands on her toes and kisses him tenderly on the lips. This is all the invitation that he needs!
Henry bends his head so that he can properly take her mouth, and both of them get lost in sensations that make them forget the world. As her body presses against his, Rebecca can feel his arousal pressing against her belly. She feels proud of the fact that she’s having this effect on her husband. Henry gently rubs his hands over her back, and her skin seems to come alive under his touch. When his hands drift lower and cup her bottom, she almost goes mad with desire. There is a deep yearning in the pit of her belly and she desperately wants to put an end to it.
“You are so soft, my dear. Just as I had imagined,” Henry whispers in her ear and gently nips her earlobe. This little gesture sends shock waves throughout her body. He then begins to kiss the sensitive skin behind her ear and moves lower towards the hollow of her neck. Rebecca arches her back to give him better access as he slowly but surely moves toward her heaving bosom.
“
E
xquisite as it is, this piece of clothing must go. I want to feel you naked under my hands, my dear,” he tells her and, without giving her time to object, he swiftly pushes the delicate straps off her shoulders. Rebecca’s nightdress falls in a heap around her feet in less than a second. It exposes her round, firm breasts to his hungry gaze and Rebecca’s heart begins to pound when she sees his eyes go wide with desire.
“Sweet Heaven! You are so beautiful.” Henry steps back and looks at her gloriously naked body reverently. Suddenly, Rebecca feels too shy under his intense gaze. He bends down to sweep her off her feet and gently puts her on his huge bed.
He takes off the rest of his clothes in record time and joins his lovely wife in bed. Rebecca moves her hands over his chest, amazed at how smooth his skin is. She gently touches the soft curls at the center, something she’d been dying to do since last night at the inn. Henry lets her explore his body, his eyes shut tightly as he feels her small hands roam about his chest, shoulders and arms. He opens his eyes as he hears her gasp. To his surprise, he finds her directly staring at his member.
“Is
that
thing supposed to come inside me?” she asks him, her eyes filled with amazement and, perhaps, a little fear.
Henry tries hard to restrain his laugh. “Yes, but you don’t have to worry about it just yet.” He takes her in his arms so that she can no longer see him fully and painfully aroused.
“I don’t think that’s possible. It is so…big! Is that why women find love making so painful?” Rebecca is now really worried.
“Whoever told you that love making is painful?”
“Well, a friend of mine once told me that it really hurts when….”
“Is that friend of yours married?” Henry interrupts her.
“When she told me that, no,” confesses Rebecca.
“Why would a girl who has not experienced something as beautiful as love making conclude that it is painful? You should’ve consulted someone with experience,” he teases.
“Well,
I
didn’t ask her anything. She probably just heard it somewhere and shared it with me. And for your information, I don’t usually go about asking people about their love lives,” Rebecca replies defensively. Henry stifles a laugh and kisses her so that she forgets everything about pain and hurt.
“I promise not to hurt you, sweetheart. Yes, you might feel a little uncomfortable in the beginning, but I shall stop if you hurt, alright?” he reassures her while gently kissing her face and neck. Rebecca simply nods her head, her throat too thick with emotion. She is enjoying every bit of their passionate union.
Henry moves lower towards her chest and soon he is licking and suckling her aching peaks of desire. Rebecca feels she is about to explode with pleasure. Her tingling breasts become unbelievably tender and his every touch, every flick of his tongue, makes her mad with desire. She badly craves something, but what, she can’t comprehend. Once again, Henry recaptures her lips and she gets lost in the passionate kiss. She feels his hands slowly moving down her body and parting her legs. Before she can understand what he is doing, he touches her in the most intimate place and she gasps in surprise.
“What….ohh….what are you doing?”
“Open up for me, my dear. I promise to be gentle. Trust me.” Rebecca slowly opens her legs and Henry’s chest swells with pride when he realizes that, at last, he has won his wife’s trust. He gently brushes the soft curls that surround her womanhood, and when she gives out a moan of pleasure, he gets even more aroused. Very soon, Henry finds that Rebecca is wet and ready for him. He positions himself over her and then with one powerful thrust, he enters her sweet body.
Rebecca freezes for a moment, her eyes wide, with pain or wonder, Henry can’t tell. She moves a little, as if adjusting her body to his.
“What happened, my dear? I am so sorry I hurt….”
“Please don’t stop. Please…..keep moving,” says Rebecca. She
had
felt pain for a fleeting second but when she adjusted herself a little, that pain was replaced by an emotion so profound that her heart filled with sheer wonder at the beauty of it all.
The sensation of being
inside
Rebecca is proving too much for Henry. She is so hot and so tight! When she asks him to go ahead, Henry can’t stop himself. He begins to move inside her and when small moans of pleasure escape Rebecca’s lips, he fears that he might reach his climax. Both of them move rhythmically for a few seconds before Rebecca’s body finally erupts. She holds him tightly life as her body shudders violently in the aftermath of what is the most wonderful and magical experience of her life. After a few more thrusts, Henry too finally finds his release.
As he lies atop her, she whispers, “I never thought that this would be so…magical.”
He smiles at her words and eases off her to lay by her side. He takes her in his arms and gently kisses her closed eyelids. “I am glad you liked it, my dear. I promise you that we’ll be sharing many such
magical
moments in the near future.”
Rebecca finds herself blushing at his words. The intensity of what they just shared strikes her with full force. They have finally consummated their marriage and it is highly possible that Henry has succeeded in sowing his seed in her womb. Too tired by the day’s events, Rebecca drifts off to a sound sleep in her husband’s strong arms.
R
ebecca wakes up the next morning to the sweet sensation of Henry kissing her cheeks and neck.
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
“Good morning,” she replies, her lips curving involuntarily into a smile.
“My valet will be here anytime now,” says Henry in between kisses. “So as much as I hate to say this, you will have to return to your chamber now. I don’t want him to see my beautiful wife in this state of undress.”
“You’ll have to release me, Henry, if you want me to get up,” chuckles Rebecca.
“Is that so? Alright, just one more kiss and then you can go back to your room,” Henry says and captures her mouth in a mind-blowing kiss. By the time they release each other, both of them are breathless.
“Sweet Heaven! Just leave, Rebecca or we will never be able to reach the breakfast table in time,” teases Henry.
Rebecca immediately gets up and, pulling up the covers to hide her naked body from Henry’s hungry gaze, she starts looking for her nightgown. Her body shivers at the way Henry is looking at her. She had thought that after one night of passion, Henry’s feelings for her may recede, but if the blatant desire in his eyes is anything to go by, he still wants her badly! This thought arouses
her
to no end! Good Lord! She’ll have to make an early exit before they end up doing something that they might regret later on.
“What are you looking for?”
“My nightdress. I can’t go back completely naked!” She turns towards Henry when he hears him chuckle.
“As if that nightdress of yours hid any delectable part of your body!” he quips and watches her face go up in flames. “Come, sweetheart. There is no need for such modesty now that we’ve already shared the most intimate moments together.”
He slowly pulls back the covers that she is holding tightly to her chest and feels amazed at the sheer beauty of her gorgeous body. She shyly gets up from his bed and moves towards her room. Henry watches her disappear into her chamber and feels a strange tightening in his chest. He still can’t believe that he is a married man. The best part is that he is married to
Rebecca,
the woman who epitomizes beauty, grace and intelligence. Henry finds it hard to believe his luck. Just a few days back, this woman had been chastising him for being a moron, for snatching away her family estate. And last night, as she came apart in her arms, he could not help but smile at the fact that she was now his; his and his alone! He is surprised at the volume of possessiveness that grips his heart at this thought……She trusted him enough to give him the invaluable gift of last night, and now the least he can do is be a good husband to her.
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When Rebecca reaches the breakfast table, she finds her mother-in-law and Henry already seated.
“My apologies for being so late! I got busy unpacking my belongings that I lost the track of time.”
“It is alright, my dear. Come, you must be starving after all that hard work,” Her Grace says kindly.
Rebecca notices that the breakfast at Southampton is a grand affair. There are different types of delicacies displayed on the huge table and she realizes that she is actually starving.
“Mother, I have some pressing matters to attend since I’ve been gone quite a long time, so I’ll be leaving immediately after breakfast,” informs Henry after finishing the last bite of a delicious apple tart.
“Of course. What time will you return?”
“I can’t say. It depends upon the situation really,” he replies, his brows furrowed.
Rebecca is dying to ask him what the matter is and if she can be of any assistance, but decides to remain quiet.
“I would prefer if you can join us at supper. It has been just a few days since you got married and I am sure Rebecca would also like spending more time with you,” she says, gently patting Rebecca’s hand.
“Mother, I will try but I am not promising anything. The pump that I installed last month has not been working properly of late. I have to see what is wrong with it and if possible, get it repaired today.”
“Are you using a hydraulic pump for irrigation here in Southampton?” Rebecca asks, unable to hold her curiosity in. When two pairs of eyes move towards her questioningly, she wonders if that was a good decision.