“Are ye certain?”
“Aye.”
He brought his hand down between them and his thumb found her sensitive spot and he rubbed lazy circles, kissing her neck, her breasts, until her body flared to life beneath him. Just as she was about to tumble over the edge once again, he pushed forward, breaking the barrier and quickly stilled at her sharp intake of breath.
Capturing her lips in a deep kiss, he attempted to take her mind off the pain, and waited for her to be ready to continue.
His body wanted to forge ahead. She was so tight and soft around his cock. The wait was torturous.
She shifted her hips, and he broke the kiss. Tears were in the corner of her eyes, and he kissed them away.
“I wish I could have taken that pain in your place, lass. Are ye well?”
Moving her hips again, she tested her feelings, and nodded. “Make me your wife, Your Grace.”
He growled and nipped at her neck, withdrawing his cock before pushing slowly back in. They found their rhythm and soon he was lost in her body. His hips worked of their own accord. He took her bent leg and wrapped it around his waist. She yelped at the sensations the new position offered.
He felt his own body tighten, knew he was getting close. He pumped his hips harder. Clarissa met each thrust, her nailsscoring his back sent him over the edge. With a growl, he emptied his seed into her. One final thrust and he collapsed onto the bed beside her, pulling her on top of him.
With strong fingers, he swept her hair out of her flushed face. “Ye are amazing.” He kissed the tip of her nose and she giggled.
“Thank ye for being so gentle.”
“I fear I wasna as gentle as I could have been towards the end,” he confessed.
“Ye were perfect. I liked it verra much.”
“Did ye?”
“Aye,” she smiled, a wicked glint gleaming in her eyes. “When can we do that again?”
He barked out a laugh, making her bounce on top of him. “In due time, lass. I need a few moments first.”
The rest of the night was spent keeping his promise.
*
In the morning,Clarissa awoke sore, but sated as she had never been. Alexander had proven to be a gentle and caring lover. Instructional as well. She had learned things she couldn’t have imagined. And she wanted to do it all over again.
Alexander slept soundly beside her, and she watched him as his chest rose and fell with each breath. She took the time to admire his strong body. His broad shoulders and expansive chest, with just a sprinkling of hair. The muscles of his stomach showed that he remained active and took care of himself. The vee of his hips had her blushing.
She wanted to trail her fingers down the dusting of hair that led from his navel, and lower.
“Ye look ready to feast as if ye’ve been starving,” Alexander said, his voice low, and she met his eyes. “Come here.” He pulled her on top of him and lifted his hips.
His hardness poked her belly and wetness pooled between her thighs.
“Straddle me, love.”
She looked at him questioningly, unsure what he meant.
Helping her to maneuver her legs to each side of him, she felt his cock at her opening and sank down onto it, filling her to the hilt. She sighed as pleasure washed over her.
“Now lift and drop back down,” he instructed through his clenched jaw.
The movement felt awkward at first, but once she found her rhythm, the feeling was amazing. Wickedly delightful. And seeing the emotions play on Alexander’s face, knowing she had the power to elicit such reactions from him gave her a sense of power she was unaware she had.
He sat up, sucking a taut nipple into his mouth as he began to pump his hips up. Her stomach tightened; the feeling now familiar, she savored it. Ready to ride the wave as it consumed her. With a cry, she called his name and when she tumbled over the edge into oblivion, Alexander followed.
“I love ye, lass,” he said when she collapsed onto his heaving chest.
She smiled, kissing the soft hairs, reveling in his soft gasps.
Everything she dared dream had come true. Happiness enveloped her. She couldn’t wait to see what their future held.
