Whimsy (20 page)

 
He
trailed kisses down her neck even as he lifted her skirt. “How do I get you out
of this contraption?”

 
“Zipper
at the back,” she gasped. She reached behind her and undid the fastening. It
dropped to her feet and she kicked it aside. She was bare except for her
panties.
Gaedrian
kissed her tight nipples before
moving lower. He ran his tongue over the seam of her pussy. His breathing was
harsh.

 
“Smell so
good,” he groaned. “I have missed you so much, my sweet, Dessert.” He glanced
up at her, his midnight blue eyes aglow with love and lust. He grinned at her.
“Did I ever tell you that I hate panties? They keep me from that which I desire
most.” He gripped the scrap of material and pushed them down her legs. “When I
ordered your wardrobe, I requested that there be no panties.” He nudged the
inside of her thighs until she spread them for him.

 
Her
breath left her in a hiss as he traced her clit with the tip of his tongue
before coming back for more. He kissed her flesh softly before circling it,
flicking it, and eventually drawing it into his mouth to suck. Her knees nearly
buckled. She gasped and braced herself on his broad shoulders. Her hands
bunched in his shirt.

 
She
wanted to touch skin. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” she panted.

 
Groaning,
he stood and whipped his shirt over his head. His pants quickly followed. He
picked her up and carried her to his bed. She bit her lip to hold in a moan as
he lined up their bodies so that his erection slid over her wet pussy. Her legs
tightened on him. She was eager for the feel of him filling her.

 
He kissed
her again, his tongue entering her body even as his cock penetrated her pussy.
She whimpered into his mouth as he stretched her. He withdrew, surging deeper
with each thrust. Her nails dug into his sweat slicked back as his muscles
there flexed with his movements.

 
His
strokes in and out were slow and methodical. She met him for each thrust, her
hips dancing with his to create the maximum amount of pleasure. “So hot, so
tight,” he groaned into her neck before rearing back to his knees. He placed
her legs over his elbows. At this angle, he was impossibly deeper. She cried
out as his cock kissed her womb.

 
The pace
increased. She lifted herself and parted her legs as wide as possible to be
open to him. He rode her fiercely, each thrust causing her breasts to bounce.

 
Her cunt
began to spasm suddenly, seizing over his turgid member. “Oh,
Gaedrian
, I love you,” she cried.

 
“Dessert,”
he ground out, stilling above her. His cock thickened within her and then she
felt his seed flooding her in hot bursts.
 

She rested her head on
Gaedrian’s
chest, listening to his heartbeat. She ran her fingertips over his biceps.
“About what you said to
Serri
, about me
belonging to you?”

 
“Explain
betrothal to me. You mentioned it once. What does it mean?”

 
She
sighed at the distraction. “It means our parents signed a contract saying that
we would marry one day. That contract could have been broken by him once I gave
my virginity to you. Obviously, he had reason to want to marry me. Without
True, I’m next in line. Well, I would be, but I’m sure my parents will disown
me once they discover that I ran off with you.”

 
“You are
my wife. You belong with me.”

 
She
frowned. “You said that earlier. When are you going to make it true?”

 
“What do
you mean? You were there for the ceremony.”

 
Expelling
an exasperated breath she sat up to glare down at him. He looked glorious with
his hair spread out over the pillow. “What ceremony?”

 
“When I introduced you to our elders, my advisors, my friends and
my family.
I thought you understood.”

 
“Why
would I? That’s not the way we do it at home. We have a wedding ceremony with a
dress and flowers and stuff!”

 
He arched
a brow. “You received a dress, did you not? Anyway, your way of marrying sounds
very unstable. Allowing
fate
to
choose ensures you will have a suitable mate.”

 
“My
parents were betrothed and they love each other very much.”

 
He
grunted. “And the weasel who tried to kill us is the man you would have
married. Good thing you were abducted.” He pulled her down for a quick kiss.

 
“I’m
married,” she whispered, letting it sink in. She’d actually been married for
some time now. She sighed. “Only one more thing would make this absolutely
perfect.”

 
“What
would that be?”
 
“For you to tell me that you love me as
much as I love you. I mean, I know that you do, but to hear the words….”

 
“Oh,
Dessert, I love you more than life. But you do know I have already declared my
love for you at our wedding ceremony?”

 
She threw
her hands up.
“When?”

 
He
grinned. “When I introduced you as
Gaedriana
, it told
everyone in the room that not only had
fate
chosen you for me, but that I loved you as well. Kings only rename
their brides after themselves when it is a love match.”

 
Curiosity made her ask
, “And was your mother named after
your father?”

 
“No. I
think she envies you. Please go easy on her when we return.”

 
She
wrapped her arms around his neck. “I have everything I could have ever wanted.
I can afford to be generous.” She kissed him, and as his arms closed around her
she knew she was the happiest woman in any world.

The End

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