My Beginning With Mr. Darcy [Book Two]

by Lauren King

  During the carriage ride back to Darcy House for the wedding breakfast, Elizabeth explains to William what happened with her Mother. He is upset; this just fortifies his adamant refusal for Mrs. Bennet and Mrs. Denny to ever be around them or their family, again. He reiterates that he will not allow it. He tells Elizabeth to put it aside; it is already done. Today is their happy day; he does not want it marred by any negativity.

  “I am sorry, darling.” Elizabeth feels bad that she has to inform William of this ugly news during their bliss, but she cannot keep something this important from him.

  “No more apologies, Lizzy. You did not do anything wrong, sweetheart. I do not want you upset or distressed by this. This is our happy day, right?” Darcy caresses her face and gently rubs her lips with his thumb before leaning in to kiss them, lingeringly.

  When he releases her lips she answers, “Yes.” Elizabeth looks up at him with pure love and elation. She is Mrs. Fitzwilliam Darcy. She could not be any happier; she married the love of her life. She is so blessed. “You make my days happy, and all I want to do is make you happy every day of your life.” She leans in to kiss him ardently.

  This is the first kiss that she gives him as Mrs. Darcy. She enjoys the fervent kiss most satisfyingly; she suckles his lips and tongue the way he suckled hers. Suddenly, Elizabeth feels her tongue being usurped insistently into William’s mouth and his hands roam all over her body. His hands do not stop on the sides of her breasts. This time he fully caresses her breasts then he squeezes them persistently. She instinctively moans with his actions. Undoubtedly, this makes him become more assertive, but he slows down because this carriage ride is not a long one before they arrive home.

  Darcy is finally able to pull away from Elizabeth’s enticing lips to say, “That is also all I want to do.” Darcy gives her lips another peck before saying, “I want you to have only joyous memories of our wedding, alright?”

  “Alright, darling. I love you beyond words.” Elizabeth says most affectionately while caressing his cheek tenderly.

  “As I love you.” Darcy responds with complete pleasure; he could not be any happier at this moment. He is married! He is married to the love of his life, no less. Not many couples can boast that. He is simply blessed.

  Darcy and Elizabeth stand in the receiving line along with Lord and Lady Matlock and Mr. Bennet. It is known that Mrs. Bennet is not feeling well enough to attend the wedding. Introductions are made and they greet all their guests. In the large dining room, everyone enjoys the decadent foods and drinks. All the guests are able to speak to the bride and groom at one point or another.

  Elizabeth can tell that her sisters, especially Mary and Kitty, are in awe of everything and everyone they see. This level of society is far above what they ever imagined they would be involved with. Mary and Kitty are the prettiest that Elizabeth has ever seen them; they are demure and modest. They display happy smiles as they converse with Jane and Mr. Morgan. When they stand alone with each other, they speak quietly and unassumingly. Their notable changed behaviors please Elizabeth vastly. Elizabeth realizes that they are acting more like…her and Jane. Maybe, this will turn out well for these two sisters; she truly hopes so.

  Afterwards, everyone moves to the ballroom where music and dancing are enjoyed. Here, Elizabeth and Darcy are able to walk around the room to converse with their guests and also enjoy the dances with each other. Bingley is present with his affable smiles and congratulations for the bride and groom. Darcy can tell that Bingley is trying very hard not to look at Jane’s direction. Darcy still feels sorry for Bingley regarding the mistake Bingley made towards Jane. To see Jane being admired by another gentleman and her reciprocating his attentions must be heartbreaking for Bingley. Darcy could have been in the Bingley’s position if he was not wise enough to embrace his intense love for Elizabeth; that would have been unspeakable – unimaginable! It would have killed him to see Elizabeth with another man. Well, Bingley will need to move on; there is nothing left to be done in that quarter. Even though Darcy and Bingley do not speak about his and Jane’s unfortunate situation, Darcy knows that Bingley is still hurting from the experience. Thank goodness, Bingley simply greets Jane and Morgan, charmingly; afterwards, he goes to greet other people. Darcy could never look favorably at or have sympathy for Miss Bingley again; she made Bingley’s life more difficult than it had to be, and now he will not have the woman he wants as his wife – such an enormous pity for Bingley.

  Darcy knows that many of the gentlemen here will want a dance with Elizabeth, so he claims the first set, the supper set, and the last set with her. He is the groom; he can claim three today – no one will think anything of it. Darcy set the last dance to be the Waltz because he and Elizabeth enjoy it. Since they are married now, he does not care that it may look scandalous; he will dance the Waltz with his wife on their wedding day if he wants.

  They have fun dancing the Waltz along with a few other couples who also daringly join the beaming bride and groom. Everyone happily observes the bride and groom in their contentment. There is no ill-placed judgement today. Everybody that is present is considered good friends or family, thus they understand Darcy enough to know what kind of a gentleman he is.

  The celebrations are splendid, but it has to eventually end. Darcy is impatient to be alone with his wife so he can finally show her his love. He can tell that Elizabeth enjoyed the wedding breakfast and seemed happy the entire time. She spoke animatedly with all of her family members and guests throughout the wedding breakfast. There were no snide or embarrassing remarks; everyone was genuinely happy for her. He kept a close eye on her so that nothing else could go wrong on their special day. They were always in touch with each other when Elizabeth was not dancing. He could not seem to stand next to her without touching her. She told him that she felt the same way with him. This made him even happier that they were well matched in this matter, and it gave him leave to have her hand on his arm at all times whenever the other ladies did not pull her away for a quick joke or chat.

  All the well-wishes have been conveyed by every single person after the jubilant celebrations before leaving the bride and groom to their honeymooning. Darcy was especially sad for Bingley when he left because, once again, he saw the regret that Bingley carried with him. It affected Bingley’s usual conviviality. Darcy observed that Bingley discreetly gazed at Jane several times; however, Jane was only paying attention to Morgan just as Morgan was giving her all his attention. Poor Bingley; he will regret his decision for a very long time, but there is nothing that can be done for it, any longer.

  Well, everyone has left; Darcy can finally relax and be with his bride.

  “Dearest, shall I come to you in one hour?” Darcy asks lovingly.

  “Yes, darling; that will be fine.” Elizabeth kisses William’s lips before he leaves her in the mistress’ bedroom chambers. She can feel that he wants to continue the kiss, but he pulls away. She is beginning to get nervous about the night ahead. From what her Aunt has explained, she knows what will happen, but she does not know how to act or what to say. She cannot imagine that she would have to talk, would she? What would she say? She can feel her shyness surfacing. She will just have to follow William’s lead; he will know what to do.

  She looks around at the most elegant room that belongs to her, from this moment on. She cannot believe that he shares all of this with her. He is so very generous to her, in every aspect of the word. This is not a dream; it is reality.

  Suddenly, a soft girl’s voice says, “Pardon me, Mrs. Darcy; I have your bath water ready. May I help you with your clothes, ma’am?”

  Elizabeth turns towards the door to her bathing room to see Hannah – her personal maid that she picked from Lady Matlock’s recommended maids. “Yes, thank you.”

  Elizabeth has bathed and changed into one of her night gowns; it is very soft, and very thin. She can see through it – oh, goodness! She has never before owned anything like this enticing piece of clothing. She hopes William will lik
e it and not think her too wanton for wearing such a thing. No, he would not think that about her. Her robe is secure around her as she sits in front of the looking glass and Hannah is brushing her hair.

  Elizabeth sees William’s reflection in the looking glass and instantly Hannah curtsies and leaves the room. “You scared my maid away, darling.” Elizabeth giggles while gazing playfully at William. His extraordinary good looks and charm are captivating; she cannot take her eyes from him, but her bashfulness is reasserting itself.

  “Are you scared of me, dearest?” Darcy asks compassionately as he approaches closer; he does not want her to fear tonight or any night that they will share with each other.

  Softly, Elizabeth replies honestly, “Never.” Elizabeth’s heart speeds up instantly out of excitement that she will be able to please William completely. She is not fearful of him or of their marriage bed. She is nervous that he will see all of her, now – unimpeded. She does not know what to do; she hopes that he will not be disappointed.

  Darcy stands right next to Elizabeth and holds out his hand for her. She reaches for it and stands up while looking up at him with innocence and love. He gently tugs her into his tight embrace; after he squeezes her snugly, he holds her face between his hands and says warmly, “I love you so very much, Lizzy. Do not be afraid of any of this, alright, dearest?”

  Elizabeth nods gently as she breathlessly responds, “Alright, darling.” The love that she feels for William pervades her very core; it is entwined so deeply that it can no longer be separated from her body, mind, or soul. She would lose her essence if they were to part now. Her devastation would be too great to comprehend, thus she does not want to give it any recognition. Elizabeth shuts her mind to such thoughts; she will cherish what she has with William instead of being fearful of what she could lose.

  “I will guide you and show you how wonderful our love can be. Do you trust me?” Darcy asks affectionately while her alluring scent fills him.

  “I trust you wholeheartedly.” Elizabeth responds without any hesitation.

  “As I trust you.” Darcy presses her body tightly into his as he kisses the top of her head adoringly, and then looking straight into her eyes before stating, “I will never hurt you or force you. If you are uncomfortable or hurt at any time, you must tell me immediately, alright? I could not bear it if I hurt you.”

  “I know you would never force me or hurt me.” Elizabeth wraps her arms around William’s back while resting her head against his chest. He is no longer wearing a neck cloth; this is the first time she has ever seen his neck, and she is mesmerized by it. She wants to touch his bare skin and kiss his neck; she wants to smell him. She has been fascinated by his natural scent and cologne ever since they were able to stand close enough to each other where she could detect his manly scent. She becomes bold and leans her head into the nook of his neck to nuzzle him and smell him discreetly.

  As her head tilts into his neck Darcy bends his own head to smell Elizabeth’s face and neck. “You smell so nice.” Darcy kisses her cheek, and then he travels to her neck then down to her chest. Elizabeth instinctively tilts her head back to give him more access. His lips kiss her bosom freely this time; there is no holding back tonight. Darcy clutches Elizabeth’s hips firmly while they stand in front of the looking glass, and he explores her body with his lips. His hands roam her body freely, no longer afraid of being seen. He unties her robe without thought; it falls to the floor. Elizabeth softly gasps, but she lets her robe fall. He can almost see all of her naked body under her thin night gown.

  Good Lord, he can see the outline of her comely figure and it is stunning, indeed. Her breasts are full and soft. His hands intuitively reach out to explore her features. Her bottom is round, curvy, and pert; he can squeeze them to his heart’s delight from now on – every part of her body. He is already aroused and wants to express his love for her, but he does not want to frighten her with his urgency. He must see all of her, straight away. He nudges her night gown strap over her shoulders so it can fall to the floor too, but Elizabeth quickly catches it before it falls past her breasts.

  “Lizzy, I want to see all of you.” Darcy says tenderly and amorously. “Please, sweetheart. I need to see my wife; I love you so much.” He continues to caress her back to ease her.

  Elizabeth is fully blushing and is so bashful right now because William will be able to see all her nakedness; they are not even under the bedcovers. She does not lift her head from her hands that are grasping her night gown. She peeks up at him to see the love and desire on his face, but she is hesitant because she has never done this before – obviously. However, she wants to please William.

  “Lizzy, I want to see you so intensely. Do not be so shy, my love. It is only us here. I yearn to see your beautiful body.”

  As soon as Darcy finishes his sentence, Elizabeth’s night gown drops to the floor, and she speedily hugs his neck tightly.

  “Ummff!” He is surprised by her sudden strong embrace; he catches her and wraps his arms around her reflexively but is pushed back a step. After realizing that he is holding his naked wife, he hugs her securely against the length of his own body.

  “Darling, do not look at me!” Elizabeth exclaims while blushing, giggling, and hugging William tightly.

  “Sweetheart, I long to see you and make love to you. How am I going to do that if I cannot see you?” Darcy asks playfully.

  “Darlingggg!” She is so embarrassed for him to stare at her naked body. No one has ever done that before.

  “Alright, can I just kiss you, then?” Darcy compromises so that he can get her used to being naked first. He is going to distract her with his kissing and when her body is hot and ready for him, he will ease her into the act.

  “Yes.” Elizabeth responds softly.

  Darcy instantly devours her luscious lips. He does not restrain himself this time. This time he consumes her; his hands and his lips are everywhere. He is going to kiss her entire body and make her yearn for him just as much as he longs for her. He is going to put her in a daze. He picks her up and gently places her lying down on the bed. He continues to kiss her mouth as he takes off his clothes. Luckily, he took off his boots and is wearing house slippers. Once he is also naked, he lies on top of Elizabeth. He covers her entire body with his but his upper body weight is supported by his arms and elbows. After he has his fill of her mouth, he travels down to her bosom and he slowly moves to suckle one of her nipples. He can see her flushed body turn pink and feel the heat radiating from her.

  Elizabeth gasps when she feels William’s mouth suckling her left nipple. The sensation is… unfamiliar and thrilling at the same time. It makes her feel…things; the sensation makes her shiver everywhere. Suddenly, William moves to her other nipple and does the same thing. She can feel the sensation travel to her…private part; she does not know what to do. William suckles her relentlessly. His hands roam slowly down to touch her private area while he is kissing the underside of her breasts. Oh Lord; what is she supposed to do? She cannot think straight with all the sensations he brings forth from her. Oh goodness! He is touching her there! He is rubbing her there! Oh God! She has never felt anything like this. What is happening? The sensation builds and her heart beats wildly. She is so heated that it does not feel like the middle of winter, anymore.

  Darcy’s mouth moves back up to her neck as he huskily says, “An exhilarating sensation will build up, and then it will burst into a most satisfying feeling, my love. Do not be scared of it. Just let it come and take over. It will feel wonderful. Can you feel it growing?”

  “Ye…yess.” Elizabeth hears herself about to moan, so she tries to restrain it, but it escapes her lips. “Uhhh…William!” She is surprised by her own moan. Oh God, she has to stop moaning.

  “Yes; feel it, love.” Darcy continues rubbing on her special spot. He speeds it up and Elizabeth’s body begins to writhe, and he can hear her panting and small moans escape her lips. God, he can hear her moan any time and be satisfied. “You
r body is beautiful and luscious, Lizzy – so enticing.” Her writhing movements excite him intensely; he cannot remain still thus he devours her breasts. He captures her left breast with his other hand and suckles her nipples again while he rubs her special spot.

  “Uhhh! William! Uhhh! Uhhh!” She moans openly; she cannot help it. Both sensations together are AMAZING! Her body arches up, her head falls backwards, and her hands instinctively go to William’s head as she grabs onto his hair. “Ohhh!”

  Darcy can tell that Elizabeth feels the deep pleasure; she does not seem frightened so far. This is the best time for them to join as one. Darcy releases her nipple and maneuvers himself to kneel in between her opened legs while he still rubs her spot. Her eyes are closed and her body continues to writhe with the pleasure building. He needs to be inside of her, at once. He moves his manhood closer to her private part, and he slowly nudges it in. As soon as he touches her privately, she opens her eyes immediately to stare directly at him in wonder.

  Darcy looks at Elizabeth confidently but lovingly and then says, “Do not be scared, love. I am going to make you my wife completely, now. I will love all of you. I have to push in all the way. It will feel tight, and then you will feel a twinge of sharpness, but do not be scared, alright, my love?” Darcy’s hands roam over her flat stomach, her round hips, her soft mound, and her thighs possessively. “You are so beautiful, Lizzy. Your body is perfect – captivating.”

  Elizabeth only nods in answer due to her bashfulness; she cannot believe that she is lying in such an embarrassing position with William staring lustfully at her private part. She is too timid to look at his private part although she really wants to see it. All she can gather is that it is large because she can start to feel the fullness inside of her. She also feels some wetness. Is that from her or from him? She feels so wanton yet so shy. She does not mind whatever William wants to do at this point but will that shock him that she is not modest? William gets into position and hovers over her supporting himself on his hands that are on either side of her.