Storm Trilogy

by Ria Cantrell

  He half expected her to shun him so he was pleasantly surprised when her large sexy eyes met his and she simply said, “Yes.”

  He rotated his hand over the soft feminine swell of her belly and then he moved it back between her legs. He swallowed her gasp with his lips and kissed her. He was met with moist heat and he was enchanted. She was so hot as his fingers carefully parted her. He looked into her eyes and he smiled, “Ahh, you are wet, my love. I love that.”

  He was so handsome; she could not break her gaze from him. She knew she should feel embarrassed by his discovery, but she could not. She felt herself opening completely to him. She had an earthshattering realization. By God, she wanted him, too. She really did.

  She murmured, “Please.…”

  “Shhh, patience, my love. I have to take my time, so you will feel no pain. You are a very small woman and I….” He let the obvious words that did not need to be spoken fade.

  Rhianna no longer cared if there would be any pain. She was a woman used to acting on her own will and now that she had decided that she wanted Erik Ragnorsen, completely and fully, she was impatient to have him.

  Seeing the look of frustration on her beautiful face, he said, “Alright. I will make you feel better. I promise.”

  He gently laid her back against her pillows and he pulled the bedding all the way down from her legs. Despite wanting him, she could not help blushing as his eyes took in her naked form lying there before him. He opened her thighs a bit wider and he circled his fingers through her dark silken hair which was damp with her dew. He wanted to taste her, but he just was not sure she would not bolt at so intimate an act. He could feel how her body dripped her honey onto his caressing fingers. He could see her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to control her breathing. He kissed over her navel and he could almost taste her sweet nectar as he slid one long finger deep inside of her. She moaned out loud and Erik smiled. Good, she was open to passion and he was going to bring her through it.

  Before he could say any words of encouragement to her, he felt her clenching around his finger that was buried in her. He let his breath out in a hiss. She was so tight and he felt his cock twitch at the thought of her clenching around it instead of his finger. He moved that finger in and out of her slowly and he watched her as she lifted her hips; moaning again. She was so responsive to him. He almost thought he had a different woman before him because she held back nothing. She had let her guard down completely. He asked, “Does that feel alright?”

  “Oh, aye, yessss. I did not realize.…”

  “Ahhh, was this what you were afraid of?”

  “Yes,” she answered honestly. Realization of what her fear had been hit Erik hard. Had all her resistance to him been because she feared the act of bedding a man?

  “Shh, nothing to be afraid of. I promise to make it enjoyable for you.”

  She just thrusted her hips up to his wonderfully invading finger and he felt her tighten about it again. She no longer cared if she appeared wanton for she needed to feel his touch. He circled his thumb carefully over her little nub and he heard her cry out. He laughed a little and he said, “Yes…I want you to feel good.”

  She lost all sense of reason when he did that to her. She knew she should protest, but save her soul, she could not. It felt wonderful and wicked and she just could not tell him to stop.

  Erik alternated circling his fingers around her sensitive bud and thrusting his middle finger deeply into her. When she thought she could take no more, he did something that undid her completely. He shifted so his mouth hovered over where his fingers toyed and he parted her with his other hand. He lowered his mouth onto her. She wanted to tell him he should not do it, but she suddenly could not find her voice. She arched up to his mouth and he flicked his tongue over her. He loved the taste of her. The flavor of her on his tongue made him harder still. It was almost unbearable, but he wanted her to find release and he would not seek his own satisfaction until she had.

  He watched her reaction and when he saw her hips lift high, he buried himself between her now widely parted legs. He pumped his finger in and out of her and he could feel her thighs quivering against his face. She was going to come and he wanted to bring her to it right there. She began to move faster beneath him and she could not contain the wave of pleasure that suddenly overtook her. She did not recognize her own voice as she keened in the throes of passion. She felt as if everything was magnified. She could feel the brush of his daily growth of beard prickling against her thighs. She could feel the bedding bunched up beneath her. She could feel his warm breath fanning over her heated flesh. Mostly, she felt intense pleasure coursing through her. It began where Erik’s finger and tongue touched her core and then radiated throughout her entire body.

  Erik watched her come and he felt thoroughly bewitched. He was not prepared for the magnitude of the feelings that slammed through him as he witnessed Rhianna taste her first climax. As she started to come down from the height of it, Erik moved up next to her. He stroked a finger down her face and he said, “You are so beautiful in your passionate release. I want you so much.”

  “I want you, too. God help me, Erik, I want you, too.”

  He held her in his arms and one hand lovingly cupped her perfectly rounded breast. Erik’s pupils were dilated with desire. He wanted to be sure that she understood. It was one thing to bring her release, but it was something else to take her innocence completely. Knowing that she had been so afraid of giving her body to him he stated, “I need to be inside of you. Do you understand?”

  Rhianna kissed him fully on the mouth and she said, “Yes. I understand.”

  “I want to make love with you.”

  “Yes, I know. I want you to. I do not want to wait.”

  “You will not regret it tomorrow? You will not punish me for it?”

  “I most probably will regret it, Erik. But…I do not know how to avoid it. I need you…and by the Saints, I cannot deny you.”

  “I will never shame you.”

  “I know you would not. I…just do not know…what to do.”

  Erik kissed her, charmed by her candor, and he said, “I will show you; you are such a passionate woman, Rhianna. You responded so beautifully to me. You will know what to do, I am quite sure, once we begin.”

  Rhianna suddenly needed to touch him and so she ran her hands through his hair and brushed her fingers down his ruggedly squared jaw, which was covered in stubble from the daily growth of his beard. She kissed his lips and tasted her own scent on them. She remembered how he had tasted her and thinking about it caused warm wetness to pool between her thighs again. It no longer embarrassed her. She leaned forward, kissing his chest; passing her lips over his flat male nipples. She ran her hands over his chest and shoulders. He was so purely male and his body was wondrously formed. She just enjoyed touching him and exploring the delicious contours of his body and she traced some of the old scars that marred the perfection of it with her lips. His breathing was shallow and she kissed back up toward his neck. She whispered near his ear, “Will it hurt very much?”

  “I hope not. I will be as gentle as possible and I will gauge things until I am sure you are ready.”

  Honestly, Rhianna replied, “I am ready.”

  Erik slid off the bed for a moment, so he could remove his trews. As he discarded them, his cock, which had been throbbing for release, sprang free. Rhianna’s eyes grew wide and she covered her mouth to mask her surprise. She no longer felt shy exactly, but curious. His size was something that she had not given much thought to. Clearly, he was a big man, but she had not realized that his manhood would be so full. She wondered for a moment, how he would fit inside of her. She had a feeling he would show her how perfectly they would fit and despite her slight nervousness at the prospect, Rhianna wanted it to be so.

  Erik lay beside her and Rhianna suddenly needed to explore that part of his anatomy as well. Her curiosity and wonder made her shyness fade away. She could not be reluctant now
; not after what he had just done to her and not after reacting to him the way that she just did. Rhianna moved her hand forward to touch him. He was so strong and big. He grabbed her hand and formed her fingers around him. At the feel of her fingers closing on his shaft, he threw his head back and moaned. “Oh, sweetheart….”

  Rhianna liked the feel of his hard member in her hand. It was thick, but also somewhat flexible. Rhianna also used this new experience to school her about the male form, although she was pretty certain that Erik was quite unique. It was delicious, but it was much larger than she had expected a man could be. Even when she had felt him rise beneath her when she sat on his lap, Rhianna was not prepared for the actual size of him now that he was released from the confines of his trews.

  “It is very large. I had no idea that…well, it seems….”

  Erik watched her touch him tentatively and then her hand moved between her own legs. With a look of confusion, she said, “I truly don’t think we will fit.”

  He laughed, despite the ache inside of him and he said, “We will, I can assure you, we will. Shall I show you that we will be perfect together?”

  “Yes, but…I’m thinking it is going to hurt quite a bit.”

  “It won’t. You’ll see.”

  Erik moved over her and he drew her legs up. He kissed her, and while she was lost in the passion of the kiss, she could feel him rub against her. It felt sublime. He could feel her moisture welcoming him. He raised her leg over his hip and he slowly inched his way into her. He only moved in far enough for her to get used to it, and what he found was that she was impatient for him to be more fully inside of her.

  He stretched her gently and he could feel her yielding to him. It was with great difficulty that he held himself back, but he called upon his life of discipline to go extremely slowly.

  She felt him inside of her and she did not feel pain. In fact, she wanted to feel him deeper. He was taking his time and Rhianna could not wait to feel him completely within her. It seemed he was right and that they would fit. Rhianna felt like he was stretching her, but she did not feel uncomfortable. It just felt full and she liked the sensation. Erik then felt the proof of her innocence and he kissed her. He said, “Alright, my love…I will be quick about it. You will feel better very soon…I am sorry for this…”

  “Please Erik. I need you to finish it…now.”

  He pulled her legs around his waist and he moved forward in a quick plunge. A small sound of surprise left her throat so he held still. He kissed her mouth that hung open for that moment and he said, “I am so sorry.”

  “Please…Erik…I need you to be inside me completely. I think it will hurt less once you are completely inside me.”

  That profession broke his resolve of discipline. He sank as deep as he could be taken into her and she breathed a sigh of relief. She was right. Once he was completely sheathed within her, the pain subsided.

  He slowly moved, beginning the sensual rhythm and she raised her hips up to match his movements. In that instance, Rhianna forgot about hating him. She absolutely loved how it felt to be filled with him. She chided herself for being such a silly ninny at the thought of bedding him. She thought it actually felt quite amazing. As he moaned, she did as well. It was not painful now; not in the least. It was the most wonderful thing she had ever experienced.

  He watched her, assuring himself that he was not hurting her, but as he saw her moving with him, and the expression on her face which belied her passion and pleasure, Erik was certain that she was actually enjoying it. He felt her hands clasping at his buttocks; pulling him tighter against her. It sent shocks through him as her finger nails dug into his sensitive flesh and it caused him to thrust deeper into her. Their moans mingled and when Erik quickened his pace, Rhianna did too, meeting him and moving with him like they had practiced a well-rehearsed dance. The feel of him deep inside her was nothing like she had ever experienced and she realized it was powerful and marvelous. She did not think that she could do this just once and never taste of it again. She would need to experience this again and again, she was quite certain. Rhianna knew she should have been mortified by the entire experience, but she was not. Instead, she moaned his name and she murmured, “It feels.…”

  “Tell me, my love, how does it feel?”

  “Oh…Erik…it feels…wonderful,” she admitted without reservation.

  “For me too, Sweetheart.”

  He forgot to continue slowly at her profession and he turned with her, holding her hips as he rolled onto his back. She tossed her beautiful ebony tresses behind her as he held her firmly, pulling her fully onto him. She gazed down at him, not knowing how she should proceed, but Erik said, “Please, Love…ride me.”

  Rhianna knew what he wanted her to do and she obeyed without question, learning that she could now control the depth of his penetration. She could feel his hips bucking underneath her and she started to feel that wave of pleasure coursing through her for the second time that night. When Erik felt her muscles clench around his manhood as she had previously done to his finger, he was undone. He could contain himself no longer. He fell back against her pillows and he nearly roared from the intensity of it as he came, surging his molten seed inside of her.

  Rhianna cried out, not caring if everyone in the entire keep could hear her and she matched his orgasm in her second powerful climax that night. She felt his release inside of her and it sent her spiraling to heights of pleasure she had not believed she could experience. Her hips glided against him, riding him as he so passionately begged her to do. He listened to her soft sounds of pleasure and he said, “Oh, Rhianna…my beautiful lover.”

  He kissed her, holding her still around him. He watched as she continued moving over him in a delicious undulation. Her body rocked against him and her luscious breasts swayed before his face.

  He just wanted to stay inside of her. He drew her down and kissed her. He stilled her hips, holding her so he could remain inside her just a bit longer; savoring the feel of being one with her.

  She steadied her breathing enough and then she climbed off of him. As she felt him withdrawing from her body, she suddenly felt bereft and lost; like she did not ever want to be without him as part of her again. That thought actually frightened her, more than the coupling did. She did not want to need him. She did not want to love him.

  Every part of her body tingled from the afterglow of her climax. She had no words to speak, but she felt him draw her next to him and he tucked her against his side. She rested her head on his chest and heard the rapid beat of his heart. His hand stroked down her hair and he asked, “Are you alright?”

  He hoped he had not caused her too much pain in the taking of her maidenhead. She was not complaining of any lingering discomfort, but he wanted to be sure. He felt her nod against him and he said, “I did not want it to hurt, my love. I hope it was not too terrible.”

  “It was not terrible, Erik. It was…mmm, delicious,” she answered honestly. Erik smiled at her sincerity. She was not the sort of woman who could say false things easily. In fact, he learned she was a terrible liar. She did not seem to be lying now about her experience of loving him. He wistfully said, “We are more than betrothed now, Rhianna. I am yours and you are mine.”

  She just took his hand and their fingers interlocked, holding onto each other. They were suddenly very comfortable with one another and Erik was glad. He hoped she would not sink back into putting a distance between them. Instead, he felt her nestling against him, holding onto his hand.

  “Is it always like that, Erik?”

  “It can be. It is good with us, Rhianna. You feel it, don’t you?”

  It was good with them. If nothing else, Rhianna was sure that she and Erik would be well suited in bed, but there was more. She could tell there was more to what just had happened between them than a good tupping. It did not seem to be something that randomly happened. She did not want to think that what they had just shared was a pleasurable accident. No, it was much more
than that. It was as if it was meant to be. Rhianna had a feeling it was always going to be like this between Erik and her for even as she lay, sated against him, she felt herself wanting him again. She kissed his flesh beneath her cheek and she said a little shyly, “I think, I want to do that again.”

  Erik chuckled. It was a sound that was disarming and Rhianna craved it almost as much as she suddenly discovered that she craved being filled by him.

  He said, “We will, sweetheart. You do not have to worry about that. Take a little rest with me and I promise I will love you again before the morning dawns.”

  His hand passed over her buttocks and he felt her clench her muscles at the touch. He whispered, “I am not going to spank you any more tonight. I am sorry if I hurt you.”

  “Mostly you hurt my pride, I think. It does not even feel sore now.”

  “Hmmm, well then I must be growing soft, for I had promised you would not sit for a week.”

  Rhianna bit his shoulder gently and said, “Blackguard! But truly, Erik, there seemed to be nothing soft about any part of you, this night.”

  He hissed playfully, “Wicked girl.”

  She smiled at his words. It was wicked, but she was quite sure it was the most wonderful experience of her life. As her hand eased over his ribs, she felt him suck in his breath. Looking at the dark shadow that had formed over one hip, she was suddenly aware of a purpling there. This was where he had been struck today while he was practicing. She sat up and inspected it; the lover put to rest momentarily and the healer called to ease the pain of the injury.

  “Oh, Erik…let me get a salve for this,” she said, but he would have none of it.