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Without hesitation, he kissed her. A long, slow kiss to satisfy the craving he had possessed since the wedding celebrations began. He had reveled in dancing with her and watching her shine as they spoke to the guests, but he had not been able to kiss her the way he had longed to. A chaste peck was not nearly enough.
“That’s better,” she murmured against his lips as she kissed him back, running her hands through his hair.
He smiled and set her down, so that he could let his own hands explore her divine figure. Her wedding gown was beautiful, and he wanted to unveil her slowly, peeling away the layers of material and finery until it was just the two of them, naked and entwined, with nothing to come between them.
“Are ye sure ye wouldnae care for a leg of pheasant before ye indulge me?” Edwina teased, arching her neck back as his mouth sought her throat.
He chuckled against her skin. “Nay, thank ye. As ye said, that’s nae the hunger that drives me.”
“Then show me what it is,” she whispered.
Her plea burned through him like a wildfire, and it took every ounce of willpower that he possessed not to rip away her wedding gown and plunge into the heat of her. A swift encounter was not what she deserved nor what he desired, though it would have satisfied his hunger either way.
Determined to leave her weak with pleasure, he slowly began to undress her. At the same time, her hands moved to undress him. Laces were loosened, petticoats and belts unfastened, bodices and stays eased apart, shirts and chemises pulled away, until their clothes lay in a mingled pool at their feet. Like the hand fasting, it was a symbol of unity.
“Ye’re beautiful,” he murmured, taking in her naked form once more. “I could see ye bare a million times, and it would always be like the first.”
She smiled shyly. “It’s the same for me.”
He caught her up in his arms and kissed her fiercely, walking her back toward the bed. There, he lay her down upon the soft rose petals and took a moment to gaze into her eyes.
His fingertips reached for one of the silky rose petals, and traced the softness of it across her lips, before fluttering it down her throat and across the ridge of her collarbone. Wherever the petal touched, his lips and tongue followed.
At the peaks of her pert nipples, her back curved up from the bed and a gasp slipped from her lips. Gooseflesh rose from her skin, tingled by the tease of the petal and the promise of his mouth. Glancing up, he saw that her eyes were closed, and her forehead had furrowed with pleasure, lost in the moment, precisely as it should be.
Spurred on, he trailed the petal between her breasts and over her stomach, dancing the velvet between her hips until her legs began to shake with anticipation. He would never tire of the way her body responded, as if it could barely contain the bliss that surged through her. And as he lightly traced the petal along the insides of her thighs, her hips raised up, like she could not wait any longer.
Ye’ll have to, my dear wife, and I promise ye that the wait will be worth it.Drawing the petal up to the peak of her thighs, he dipped his head and tasted the only sweetness that could satisfy his hunger. Her hips bucked at the touch of his tongue, a moan rumbling from her chest that thrummed into him, making his loins throb with desire. But that would have to wait a while.
Indeed, if he had his way, and strength and fortune favored him, this would last all night or until she could take no more. Whichever came first.
CHAPTER25
Edwina wonderedif she had fallen into a dream, as Felix explored her body with the petal of a rose. If anyone had told her that such a thing could bring her untold pleasure, she would have stared at them as if they were quite mad. Yet, the petal, softer than a touch, tantalized her in ways she could never have anticipated. It was like the tease of a kiss, a touch, when she craved the real thing, building up the longing in her until she could not bear it.
Fortunately, just when she was about to burst with delicious frustration, his tongue tasted her. It caressed and circled, his lips closing now and again to suck upon her secret nub, making her entire being tremble and writhe. Her fingernails raked at the coverlets as cries of bliss began to shiver from her mouth.
“Oh, Felix!” she called out, as his fingers sank slowly inside her, satisfying a sliver of the desire that pummeled through her. Desire for that which she had not yet experienced. Desire for the part of him that taunted her with its imposing size and length. Desire for the joining of their bodies that would make them truly united as man and wife.
What if it causes me pain? What if I daenae ken what to do? What if it’s nae like this, brimmin’ with delights?Her mind’s worries crept in, through the waves of bliss that his tongue and touch swept across her.
Those worries were quickly pushed away as his fingers moved in measured strokes, while his tongue worked its exquisite magic.
It was not long before she felt the gathering storm of a conclusion, rumbling within her veins and cascading down from her breathless chest, where pleasure pooled in the depths of her stomach. Every muscle became a river and a stream for that ecstasy, tightening to make the pleasure rush more swiftly through her body. She thrashed and wriggled under the strain of so many wondrous sensations, as his exquisite caresses remained calm and steady, anchoring her to the bed.
“Oh… oh goodness… oh… Felix!” A scream of absolute bliss tore out of her as the climax flooded her body.
Her back arched up, her hips lifting with it, as she threw her head back to ride the glorious storm. If she had thought she had known pleasure before, she was mistaken. It seemed there was always a more potent wave that he could conjure in her and bring crashing down with his bedchamber talents. Indeed,nowshe knew what that meant.
As the sensation receded, she collapsed in a state of satisfaction, weak from the pleasure. Gently, Felix withdrew his fingers and turned his tongue and his mouth to the insides of her thighs, slowly moving up over the ridges of her hips and the soft rise of her stomach. There was no speck of skin that his lips did not savor, until she tingled all over, quite certain that she must be glowing with the heat of her delight.
“That is only the beginnin’,” he growled, reaching the swell of her breasts.
“I would be… content… either way,” she replied breathlessly, bucking her hips as he drew a pert nipple into his mouth and sucked upon it. Fresh sparks of pleasure flew, flaring through her chest and down into the core of her bliss.
His arm slipped underneath her, his hand coming to rest at the nape of her neck, as he continued his teasing exploration. Flicking his tongue against her throat, he blew gently on the spot in a way that should have cooled that small part of her skin. Instead, it burned like a fever, spreading a new torrent of heat through her veins.
“How is… it possible that… ye can make me… feel like this?” Edwina gasped, as she slid her hands up his muscular back, relishing in the way his skin felt. Curiously, it made her want to bite him, not to cause pain but to feel that divine flesh more keenly.
