Jaisyn closed her eyes and drew in a
deep breath. She had done it for her
sister and she refused to have regrets.
But doubt still pushed at the back of
her mind. Could she learn to like
Vulcan of Morden? She saw her
brother lying in his bed, his face
peaceful and still. She saw the soldiers
of Morden cutting through her men
with a brutality unknown to her until
that fateful day.
Her eyes snapped open and she
blinked rapidly. Jaisyn of Lytheria was
the wife of Vulcan of Morden. She
did not have to like him. Most royal
marriages were not based on love. She
did have to tolerate him and his…
needs.
Grabbing hold of her will, she turned
to face him. He was gone. Her eyes
widened in confusion just as he
stepped from the adjoining room—his
tunic gone, the bare expanse of wide
chest exposed to her view, and
approached her.
A blush stole into her cheeks as she
looked hastily to his eyes, which
seemed to smolder before her gaze.
She couldn’t remember why she’d
thought them black. They were
definitely grey. He moved to her back
and began to unbind her dress. He
appeared to know exactly what he
was doing and Jaisyn wondered if
he’d done this before—and how many
times? She pushed that from her head.
She should not care. This was not a
marriage based on love.
***
When the lace was loosed and the
clips undone, Vulcan ran a warm
hand down the smooth, bronzed back
of his queen, seeing the contrast
between
his
paleness
and
her
darkness, between the cold of the
North and the warmth of the East.
She shivered at his touch. Using both
hands, he attempted to push the gown
from her body. Modesty kicked in and
Jaisyn clutched the material to her
breasts.
Vulcan stepped around his bride and
looked down at her. Although Jaisyn
always acted the part of the strong
princess, he was certain from her
actions that she was an innocent when
it came to these matters.
“You are my wife, Jaisyn. You will
offer me your body and I will offer
you mine. It is natural in the eyes of
both our Gods.”
Her eyes lifted to his. He saw her
lips compress, as if she were holding
in a retort, before she looked away.
She released her death grip on the
bodice of the dress and Vulcan
pushed it down slowly, mesmerized
by his first glimpse of her small yet
full breasts through the transparent
shift.
When the dress pooled at her feet,
Vulcan grasped her arms and tugged
her forward, forcing her to step away
from it. As soon as he released her
arms, she crossed them in front of her
breasts.
Feeling the leash of his patience
give, Vulcan was just about to capture
her hands when she said, “Please,
douse the torch, my lord. I would
prefer the darkness.”
He did as she asked, putting out the
torch so that the only light came from
the fire at the hearth. It cast a soft
glow over the entire room. When he
turned back to face her, the shift was
on the ground and she was under the
covers.
Vulcan wasted no time in divesting
himself of the trousers. Unlike Jaisyn,
he and modesty had parted many
years ago. He walked over to the bed,
knowing that her eyes were fixed on
the jutting hardness at the juncture of
his thighs. It hardened even more and
lengthened further as that thought
entered his mind.
Jaisyn released a barely audible
gasp.
He slipped under the covers and
popped onto an elbow, staring down
at his wife. Her eyes were on the high
ceiling and she clutched the covers to
her neck.
Vulcan leaned down and grazed his
lips over hers. Golden eyes on his, she
remained impossibly still.
“This is not entirely new to you,
Jaisyn,” he whispered as his lips
moved to her earlobe. “Do you
remember our brief encounter in my
tent? This is a continuation of where
we left off.”
Before she could deny being in his
tent, he grabbed the covers and tossed
them behind him, exposing her to his
gaze. He’d been right. Her breasts
were perfect. As a matter of fact, her
entire body was perfect. She was one
tone from head to toe—an almost
shimmering gold—and he couldn’t
find an ounce of fat on her lean body.
He ran his hand across a flat, smooth
stomach and felt muscles jump
beneath his palm. Moving lower, he
slowly petted the soft curls a shade
darker than the hair on her head.
Vulcan lowered his mouth to hers,
running his tongue across the softness
of her lips, and inhaling the freshness
of her scent. She parted them for him
and he dipped his tongue into the
sweet confines of her mouth. Lifting
his head slightly, he noticed that her
eyes were closed.
“Move your tongue for me, Jaisyn,”
he said huskily. When his mouth
touched hers again, she did as he
suggested and his erection leaped in
anticipation, forcing a moan from his
lips.
***
She stilled beneath him. He moved
his lips to her neck.
“That was good. Do it again.”
His tongue tangled with hers again.
The hand at her mons moved up her
body to caress her breasts. Not
knowing why she did, but feeling the
need to, Jaisyn whimpered. Her body
felt different. She was burning up and
she could focus only on what was
going on inside her.
Vulcan tweaked the budded nipple
before attaching his mouth to it. She
arched into him as a strangled cry
escaped her. He caressed her other
nipple with his hand before moving his
lips to it. As his tongue laved her, his
fingers drifted down to find that little
treasure of hers hidden in folds of
flesh. Rubbing the pad of his finger
against it, he moved from one nipple
to the other. Her hips arched and she
spread her legs wider.
Heat coursed through her entire
body. Her skin felt alive, ready to
jump from her flesh if need be. Jaisyn
closed her eyes. The feeling was even
more heightened than the first time
he’d done this to her.
***
Vulcan moved his finger lower,
pressing against the tight opening that
he would soon fill. Moisture coated
his finger and he lifted his head from
her breast, staring down into the
beautifully contorted face of his wife.
She was ready for him. He circled his
finger around her opening, gathering
her dew, before he brought it back to
the hidden button. He flicked it,
groaning in pleasure as she tilted her
hips upward for more. Returning the
finger to her tight cavern, he slowly
pushed it in. Jaisyn’s eyes flew open
and she attempted to push herself onto
her elbows.
“What are you—”
He captured her lips with his once
more as his finger eased into her
body, stopping only when he met the
barrier that was proof of her
innocence.
***
As Vulcan’s tongue assaulted her
mouth and his finger worked magic
inside her body, Jaisyn felt something
inside of her swell, and when she
thought she’d surely go mad if it
continued, that
something
shattered
violently. She half-moaned, half-
screamed and Vulcan lifted his head
to watch her.
“Oh, my… what just—” she panted,
staring into the molten grey gaze of
her husband.
The first genuine smile that she’d
ever seen from Vulcan appeared on
his lips. It was a small smile, but a
smile nonetheless.
“You’ve just had your first climax,
wife. Did you enjoy it?”
***
The blush that covered her cheeks,
and spread down to her breasts, told
him how much she did.
Vulcan removed his finger, grabbed
her hips, and pulled her to the middle
of the bed. He climbed atop her, his
hips cradled between her thighs. His
bare chest rode against her breasts. As
her budded nipples grazed his chest,
Jaisyn groaned and closed her eyes.
He positioned himself at her entrance.
Knowing that this was going to hurt
her, especially given how tight she
was, he brushed his lips against hers.
Heavy golden eyes stared up at him.
“This is going to hurt the first time.”
She nodded, though fear crossed her
eyes.
“You can dig your nails into my
shoulder.”
Her eyes widened as her hands
moved to his back. He lowered his
mouth to hers and his shaft brushed
against her heat.
Removing his tongue from her
mouth, lest she take it clear off,
Vulcan reared back his hips and
plunged true, splitting her maidenhead
and burying himself into her body. A
tortured groan escaped his lips as
Jaisyn screamed into his mouth and
attempted to buck him off. He only
went deeper. Her eyes pooled with
tears as her nails dug savagely into his
back. Releasing her mouth, he gave
her time to breathe and adjust to him.
“Tell me when the pain eases.”
Soon his mouth was pulling her
nipple deep into its hot confines and
although her body remained tense, she
released soft whimpers. She began to
relax moments later.
“It has stopped,” she murmured
softly, her fingers still clutching his
back.
Vulcan began to move tentatively.
He started with shallow thrusts,
pulling out slightly only to push back
into her body. When her eyes closed
and she took her lip between her
teeth, he reared back further and
thrust forward, grinding his pelvis
against hers.
***
The fire began licking at her once
more and before Jaisyn knew what
she was doing, she was panting
beneath him and lifting to receive his
thrusts. She spread her legs wider,
and arched her back, little cries
coming from her throat as he speared
into her.
Vulcan placed his full weight on her,
lowering both arms to hold her hips as
he began a furious pounding. A mewl
started in the back of Jaisyn’s throat
that quickly erupted into a scream.
Leaning down, he growled in her ear.
“I think it time you became
acquainted with my name, wife.”
As if they had a mind of their own,
her hands moved down his back and
came to rest on his muscular buttocks.
She squeezed them as he continued
his strong thrusts into her body.
“Vulcan,” she whispered, feeling as
if she were drowning in his heat, in
the heat of their joined bodies.
Something was happening inside her
again. Something was building…
“Louder,” Vulcan growled in her
ear, and this time, he sucked her lobe
into his mouth and nipped at it.
“Oh sweet—Vulcan!” she cried out,
squeezing his buttocks and urging him
faster. “Oh—what—I—Vulcan!”
His hands tightened on her hips and
he began to piston into her body.
Jaisyn closed her eyes and shuddered
violently, feeling another climax take a
hold of her as her Vulcan pushed on
to his. She was coming down from her
second peak when he gave a mighty
shout and she felt him jerk inside of
her. Heat shot into her, coating a
once-virgin womb, making her feel
warm and content. They remained
interlocked for a few moments before
Vulcan rolled to the side, fearing that
he would crush her, and pulled Jaisyn
against him.
Sated and exhausted, they drifted to
sleep.
Chapter 6