by Laura Clarke
“I don’t care why you did it, just that you did,” Emmett said. “Now, I’m taking my future wife home.”
“Take my carriage,” Horace said. “If I need you I know where to find you.”
They climbed into the carriage and Penelope sat next to him. “Do you need a doctor?”
“All I need is you,” he said. “They might have slammed me around a little but I’m tough.”
“I love you,” she said.
He turned to her and she smiled. “I truly do, and it frightens me just a little.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you work through the fear,” he said. “We’ll do it together.”
“Among the many things we’ll do,” she said. “And I can’t wait to start.”
Six months later
“You’re not supposed to be in here,” Penelope said shyly. She turned from her mirror to stare at her future husband. The King had not been happy about the mismatched marriage, but it seemed Emmett’s father George had been very persuasive, and the monarch had finally granted his permission.
The dress, which looked like something a fairy princess would wear to a ball, hung in the other room, ready for the next morning’s ceremony.
“I want to see my bride,” Emmett said. “It’s not as if I haven’t visited her bed every night for the last six months.”
“Not all of them,” she said. She referred, of course, to his recovery from the injuries he’d suffered from the kidnapping. He’d had broken ribs and a gash on the back of his head. The doctor had prescribed bed rest, advice Emmett had followed for about three days.
Then he’d been up and at it, saying he had things to do. One of those things was completing his future wife’s education in the bedroom. He’d taught her so many things, and she had loved every one of them.
Especially the thing for which she’d asked, “Can you really do that?”
Thinking of that reminded her of Clara and Andrew, languishing in prison for theft. Mary and Clark were in the same place, for theft and kidnapping. She reminded herself it wasn’t her fault. They were the ones who had done the deeds.
“We’re going to have our own little ceremony this evening,” he said.
His pronouncement broke her thoughts. “We are?”
“On the bed with you.”
Penelope stood from her dressing table and let her robe fall to the ground. She’d grown used to sleeping naked, since Emmett demanded it. He wanted her available at all times, he’d said. In return he slept naked beside her.
“What sort of ceremony are you thinking?” she asked. She crossed to him and put her hand on his crotch. “And if it’s sexual why are you still dressed?”
“On the bed,” he repeated.
“Demanding tonight, aren’t you?” she asked as she walked away from him, her hips swishing as she moved. She sat in the middle, her back propped against the headboard.
When she was settled he started to undress. Watching him undress had become one of her favorite activities. He worked slowly, watching her as he undid buttons and pulled off collars and cuffs. Penelope knew he enjoyed it as much as she did.
When he was naked she licked her lips. “Is that for me?” she asked, pointing her finger at his erect cock.
“Perhaps,” he said.
“Well, this ceremony better not involve anyone else, or you will be in trouble,” she said.
He sat at the end of the bed, cross-legged. The sight of his cock made her want to crawl down and take him in her mouth.
“What sort of ceremony are we talking about?” she asked.
“Turn around and offer me your bum.”
Penelope scrambled into position, her shoulders on the bed, her ass high in the air, her legs spread.
“Play with your quim.”
“Yes, sir,” she said, and then she giggled as her hand dipped into her wet folds.
“I know you’re worried about tomorrow,” he said.
“Not so much worried, but apprehensive.” She continued to stroke herself. “All those people looking at me, judging me.”
He was behind her now, on his knees. He pressed his thumb against her anus. The first time she’d taken him this way she hadn’t really enjoyed it. It had hurt, and she hadn’t wanted to do it again. But she had, and by the third time she loved it.
“When you’re standing in front of all those people I want you to think only of me.”
He pressed his thumb inside her.
“I will,” she said. She was somewhat shocked when he pressed his cock not into her bum, but into her quim. But his thumb didn’t leave where it had been.
He moved his cock in and out, gently, as her fingers continued to play with her clit and his thumb continued to invade her bum.
“Close your eyes now and think of all those people watching us right now,” he said. “They would see pleasure, they would see love.”
She shivered as he moved in and out.
“Tomorrow, when you’re so nervous, think of right now, think of us together, privately. Think of how much I love you. And I will think of how much you love me.”
“Love,” she whispered. “That’s what we’ll show them.”
“That’s what we’ll experience for the rest of our lives,” he said.
The world exploded around her, and she could tell by the way Emmett tensed behind her that he was doing the same.
“This will be our ceremony every time we’re together,” he said. “Our expression of love.”
They collapsed on their sides and he held her close.
“You’ll be my guardian for the rest of my life,” she whispered.
“I’ll guard you with my life, and beyond,” he said.
“And I will do the same,” she said. “All my life, and beyond.”
The End
Laura Clark
Laura Clarke took up pen and paper from a young age, switching from poetry to journalism to fiction. She lives in the American Southwest where she sets most of her stories. She spends her free time exploring ruins, canyons and mountains. She lives with two cats, and her overactive imagination.
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