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He chuckled against her neck. “I could ask ye the same question. I daenae ken that I’ve ever felt like this before.” He lifted his head and gazed deeply into her eyes. “My heart is yers, Love. My body is yers. All of me—it’s yers. I’ve tried nae to fall for ye, but ye ensnared me the moment I set eyes on ye, and I’m happy to be ensnared. Ye willnae see me tryin’ to break free of ye, ever.”
Edwina’s heart leaped. It was not the “I love ye” that she had been hoping for, but it was something far greater. It was a confession of love that was entirely Felix. He did not need to say the words explicitly for her to understand what he meant and that she was, indeed, beloved by him.
“As ye are mine, I am yers,” she murmured, overcome with love for this man. “I never expected marriage for myself, and I certainly never hoped for love, but then ye came bargin’ along, and… I’ve fallen for ye, too. I daenae want to curse us, My Love, but I think we might have ourselves averyhappy marriage.”
Felix’s eyes shimmered with what appeared to be joyful tears. “Aye, I daresay ye might be right.” A grin spread across his face, before any tears could fall. “And I trust that, by the mornin’, ye’ll beveryhappy indeed.”
“I already am,” she murmured, caressing his back.
Her fingertips danced around his waist, and to the hard ridges of his abdomen, smoothing up to his broad chest where they settled for a moment. Her gaze locked with his, thickening the air between them with a delectable tension, so fraught with desire that she could not breathe properly.
His mouth caught hers in a fierce kiss, as her hands brushed up and over his shoulders, holding him closer. Her lips crushed against his, giving into the powerful longing that stirred her very soul, while her fingertips ran through his soft, silky hair. Their tongues danced, their bodies entwining, their skin so hot that, together, they were a furnace of passion.
A slight gasp caught in Edwina’s throat as Felix moved, settling his hips between her thighs. She felt the firm brush of his manhood, straining to pierce her, but he did not rush to do so. Instead, his kiss intensified, his hips rolling with the ebb and flow of their mouths, as if showing her what to expect before it happened. With every forward push, his manhood teased her sex just a little more, leaving that pressure at her entrance for a second longer each time.
He's lettin’ me decide when,she realized, with a smile.
Slowly, his hand skimmed down her throat and across her chest, stealing a squeeze of her breast before continuing on, following the contours of her body. He caressed her waist and on to her hips, moving past to her thighs, where he gripped her supple skin. Her leg lifted instinctively, bending at the knee. Her other leg followed, flanking his hips until she had him tightly grasped between her thighs.
“If there’s pain,” he murmured against her lips, “then ye must let me ken, and I’ll stop.”
She paused, peering up at him. “Will there be pleasure, too?”
“I hope so,” he replied shyly.
“Then, daenae fret. I daenae want ye to stop. I want us to be joined together, at last, as husband and wife,” she told him, swallowing her fears. “I can endure anythin’, as long as I can be with ye.”
He chewed on his lower lip. “Nevertheless, if it’s too much, I’ll—”
His eyes widened as she grasped his backside and urged him forward, bringing the width of his manhood to the dip of her sex. It almost pushed him inside her. Almost. She would not allow either of them to talk themselves out of this with worry and concern, not when she had been dreaming about their first proper night together as a married pair, and all the unknown things she thought it might entail.
As if sensing her urgency and taking the permission she was giving, Felix rocked his hips further forward in a long, slow movement. Edwina could not have prepared herself for what was to come, even if she had daydreamed for weeks about it. The sensation of him sliding into her seized every muscle in her body, lodging a breath in her throat as her fingernails dug deeper into his buttocks. It was both the most wonderful and the strangest feeling she had ever experienced.
But there was no pain, as he had warned. There was a slight discomfort, akin to moving a sore muscle, but nothing remotely intolerable. Indeed, as he continued to fill her, that soreness began to calm, like she was in the midst of the greatest morning stretch.
“Are ye well?” he gasped, as if he too were in the midst of a stretch.
She could not speak; she could only nod and hold her breath as he sank into her entirely.
“Are ye in pain?” he pressed, grazing his teeth against his lower lip.
She shook her head, adjusting to the new sensation of their bodies becoming one. No daydream could have come close to capturing the way it felt, nor how it set her soul alight, as if that had joined with him, too.
He searched her face. “Are ye sure?”
“I… couldnae be better,” she panted. “Daenae stop. I beg of ye, daenae stop.”
His nervous expression relaxed, his mouth curving into a sultry smile as he pressed it to her lips once more. She kissed him back fiercely, exploring the hard muscle of his back with her fingertips as her body grew fully accustomed to him.
As he moved for the first time, withdrawing, her breath caught in her throat once more. She clung to him as he slowly pushed back inside, stifling a cry of bliss. There was still the smallest bit of discomfort, but what remained was quickly disappearing, giving way to pleasure and only pleasure. Perhaps, she was one of the fortunate ones who did not have to endure any pain before the delights of coupling were granted to her.
“Ye’re sure ye’re well?” he murmured, pulling back for a moment.
She gazed into his eyes. “I am well, and so much more.”
“I’m glad of it.” He drew back again, settling into a slow and tantalizing rhythm that made her limbs tremble and her chest rise and fall frantically.
Entwined and united, she matched the pace of his steady thrusts, lifting her hips up to welcome him every time. And with every forward rock ofhiships, a delicious friction built against her hidden pearl, sparking little explosions in her stomach that, in turn, sparked more explosions in her chest and thighs and through the silken well where he had joined himself with her.
