"Listen to me, Rebecca, if you stay here a moment longer, I will not be responsible for my actions. You have two options you: either wear this damned robe or go back to your room.” Rebecca feels a little intimidated by the gruffness in his voice and the unrestrained passion that she can clearly see in his eyes. She doesn’t have much idea about what goes on in the marital bed. Of course, she has seen horses in the act, but a friend of hers told her once that with humans, it is entirely different. They do it face to face, she’d said. Rebecca has no idea how that would happen!
Henry is patiently waiting for her answer.
“I don’t understand why you are making so much fuss! Don’t you like what I am wearing?” Rebecca asks him innocently and gives him the look!
That is it! Henry has had enough! He throws away the robe that he’d offered Rebecca and pulls her roughly out of the bed and right into his arms. Without giving her a second to realize what’s happened, he crushes his mouth to hers.
It is a kiss of passion, hunger, and days of yearning. He wants Rebecca to feel what she does to his senses. Rebecca is too stunned to respond initially, but she soon finds herself enjoying every bit of it. Her entire body is shaking with a feeling that she can’t put a name to. When Henry finally tones down the kiss and gently explores her mouth, she sighs. He finds this the perfect opportunity to thrust his tongue in her mouth and deepen the kiss. Rebecca is overwhelmed by this new sensation as their tongues meet and his unique scent fills her senses. She’d never known a kiss could be so powerful, so intoxicating!
When Henry finally releases her, both of them are breathless. She looks at him dazedly, her mind too numb to form any coherent thought. It is a good thing that he is still holding her in his arms, or she would’ve collapsed; her knees seem to have turned into jelly.
“This is your final warning, Rebecca. If you still want to leave, you can.” Henry makes himself say the words even though his entire being pleads with her to stay. Rebecca merely stands on her toes and kisses him tenderly on the lips. This is all the invitation that he needs!
Henry bends his head so that he can properly take her mouth, and both of them get lost in sensations that make them forget the world. As her body presses against his, Rebecca can feel his arousal pressing against her belly. She feels proud of the fact that she’s having this effect on her husband. Henry gently rubs his hands over her back, and her skin seems to come alive under his touch. When his hands drift lower and cup her bottom, she almost goes mad with desire. There is a deep yearning in the pit of her belly and she desperately wants to put an end to it.
“You are so soft, my dear. Just as I had imagined,” Henry whispers in her ear and gently nips her earlobe. This little gesture sends shock waves throughout her body. He then begins to kiss the sensitive skin behind her ear and moves lower towards the hollow of her neck. Rebecca arches her back to give him better access as he slowly but surely moves toward her heaving bosom.
Chapter Three
“Exquisite as it is, this piece of clothing must go. I want to feel you naked under my hands, my dear,” he tells her and, without giving her time to object, he swiftly pushes the delicate straps off her shoulders. Rebecca’s nightdress falls in a heap around her feet in less than a second. It exposes her round, firm breasts to his hungry gaze and Rebecca’s heart begins to pound when she sees his eyes go wide with desire.
“Sweet Heaven! You are so beautiful.” Henry steps back and looks at her gloriously naked body reverently. Suddenly, Rebecca feels too shy under his intense gaze. He bends down to sweep her off her feet and gently puts her on his huge bed.
He takes off the rest of his clothes in record time and joins his lovely wife in bed. Rebecca moves her hands over his chest, amazed at how smooth his skin is. She gently touches the soft curls at the center, something she’d been dying to do since last night at the inn. Henry lets her explore his body, his eyes shut tightly as he feels her small hands roam about his chest, shoulders and arms. He opens his eyes as he hears her gasp. To his surprise, he finds her directly staring at his member.
“Is that thing supposed to come inside me?” she asks him, her eyes filled with amazement and, perhaps, a little fear.
Henry tries hard to restrain his laugh. “Yes, but you don’t have to worry about it just yet.” He takes her in his arms so that she can no longer see him fully and painfully aroused.
“I don’t think that’s possible. It is so…big! Is that why women find love making so painful?” Rebecca is now really worried.
“Whoever told you that love making is painful?”
“Well, a friend of mine once told me that it really hurts when….”
“Is that friend of yours married?” Henry interrupts her.
“When she told me that, no,” confesses Rebecca.
“Why would a girl who has not experienced something as beautiful as love making conclude that it is painful? You should’ve consulted someone with experience,” he teases.
“Well, I didn’t ask her anything. She probably just heard it somewhere and shared it with me. And for your information, I don’t usually go about asking people about their love lives,” Rebecca replies defensively. Henry stifles a laugh and kisses her so that she forgets everything about pain and hurt.
“I promise not to hurt you, sweetheart. Yes, you might feel a little uncomfortable in the beginning, but I shall stop if you hurt, alright?” he reassures her while gently kissing her face and neck. Rebecca simply nods her head, her throat too thick with emotion. She is enjoying every bit of their passionate union.
Henry moves lower towards her chest and soon he is licking and suckling her aching peaks of desire. Rebecca feels she is about to explode with pleasure. Her tingling breasts become unbelievably tender and his every touch, every flick of his tongue, makes her mad with desire. She badly craves something, but what, she can’t comprehend. Once again, Henry recaptures her lips and she gets lost in the passionate kiss. She feels his hands slowly moving down her body and parting her legs. Before she can understand what he is doing, he touches her in the most intimate place and she gasps in surprise.
“What….ohh….what are you doing?”
“Open up for me, my dear. I promise to be gentle. Trust me.” Rebecca slowly opens her legs and Henry’s chest swells with pride when he realizes that, at last, he has won his wife’s trust. He gently brushes the soft curls that surround her womanhood, and when she gives out a moan of pleasure, he gets even more aroused. Very soon, Henry finds that Rebecca is wet and ready for him. He positions himself over her and then with one powerful thrust, he enters her sweet body.
Rebecca freezes for a moment, her eyes wide, with pain or wonder, Henry can’t tell. She moves a little, as if adjusting her body to his.
“What happened, my dear? I am so sorry I hurt….”
“Please don’t stop. Please…..keep moving,” says Rebecca. She had felt pain for a fleeting second but when she adjusted herself a little, that pain was replaced by an emotion so profound that her heart filled with sheer wonder at the beauty of it all.
The sensation of being inside Rebecca is proving too much for Henry. She is so hot and so tight! When she asks him to go ahead, Henry can’t stop himself. He begins to move inside her and when small moans of pleasure escape Rebecca’s lips, he fears that he might reach his climax. Both of them move rhythmically for a few seconds before Rebecca’s body finally erupts. She holds him tightly life as her body shudders violently in the aftermath of what is the most wonderful and magical experience of her life. After a few more thrusts, Henry too finally finds his release.
As he lies atop her, she whispers, “I never thought that this would be so…magical.”
He smiles at her words and eases off her to lay by her side. He takes her in his arms and gently kisses her closed eyelids. “I am glad you liked it, my dear. I promise you that we’ll be sharing many such magical moments in the near future.”
Rebecca finds herself blushing at his words. The intensity of wha
t they just shared strikes her with full force. They have finally consummated their marriage and it is highly possible that Henry has succeeded in sowing his seed in her womb. Too tired by the day’s events, Rebecca drifts off to a sound sleep in her husband’s strong arms.
Chapter Four
Rebecca wakes up the next morning to the sweet sensation of Henry kissing her cheeks and neck.
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
“Good morning,” she replies, her lips curving involuntarily into a smile.
“My valet will be here anytime now,” says Henry in between kisses. “So as much as I hate to say this, you will have to return to your chamber now. I don’t want him to see my beautiful wife in this state of undress.”
“You’ll have to release me, Henry, if you want me to get up,” chuckles Rebecca.
“Is that so? Alright, just one more kiss and then you can go back to your room,” Henry says and captures her mouth in a mind-blowing kiss. By the time they release each other, both of them are breathless.
“Sweet Heaven! Just leave, Rebecca or we will never be able to reach the breakfast table in time,” teases Henry.
Rebecca immediately gets up and, pulling up the covers to hide her naked body from Henry’s hungry gaze, she starts looking for her nightgown. Her body shivers at the way Henry is looking at her. She had thought that after one night of passion, Henry’s feelings for her may recede, but if the blatant desire in his eyes is anything to go by, he still wants her badly! This thought arouses her to no end! Good Lord! She’ll have to make an early exit before they end up doing something that they might regret later on.
“What are you looking for?”
“My nightdress. I can’t go back completely naked!” She turns towards Henry when he hears him chuckle.
“As if that nightdress of yours hid any delectable part of your body!” he quips and watches her face go up in flames. “Come, sweetheart. There is no need for such modesty now that we’ve already shared the most intimate moments together.”
He slowly pulls back the covers that she is holding tightly to her chest and feels amazed at the sheer beauty of her gorgeous body. She shyly gets up from his bed and moves towards her room. Henry watches her disappear into her chamber and feels a strange tightening in his chest. He still can’t believe that he is a married man. The best part is that he is married to Rebecca, the woman who epitomizes beauty, grace and intelligence. Henry finds it hard to believe his luck. Just a few days back, this woman had been chastising him for being a moron, for snatching away her family estate. And last night, as she came apart in her arms, he could not help but smile at the fact that she was now his; his and his alone! He is surprised at the volume of possessiveness that grips his heart at this thought……She trusted him enough to give him the invaluable gift of last night, and now the least he can do is be a good husband to her.
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When Rebecca reaches the breakfast table, she finds her mother-in-law and Henry already seated.
“My apologies for being so late! I got busy unpacking my belongings that I lost the track of time.”
“It is alright, my dear. Come, you must be starving after all that hard work,” Her Grace says kindly.
Rebecca notices that the breakfast at Southampton is a grand affair. There are different types of delicacies displayed on the huge table and she realizes that she is actually starving.
“Mother, I have some pressing matters to attend since I’ve been gone quite a long time, so I’ll be leaving immediately after breakfast,” informs Henry after finishing the last bite of a delicious apple tart.
“Of course. What time will you return?”
“I can’t say. It depends upon the situation really,” he replies, his brows furrowed.
Rebecca is dying to ask him what the matter is and if she can be of any assistance, but decides to remain quiet.
“I would prefer if you can join us at supper. It has been just a few days since you got married and I am sure Rebecca would also like spending more time with you,” she says, gently patting Rebecca’s hand.
“Mother, I will try but I am not promising anything. The pump that I installed last month has not been working properly of late. I have to see what is wrong with it and if possible, get it repaired today.”
“Are you using a hydraulic pump for irrigation here in Southampton?” Rebecca asks, unable to hold her curiosity in. When two pairs of eyes move towards her questioningly, she wonders if that was a good decision.
Chapter Five
“Why, yes. Have you never heard of it?” asks Henry.
“Oh, I have. It’s just that we never tried it in Leicester. Last year, we had very little rain and someone suggested we build a hydraulic pump to improve irrigation.” She clamps her mouth shut when she realizes that Her Grace is looking at her rather strangely.
Apparently, even Henry notices his mother’s surprise at Rebecca’s statements and thus clarifies, “Rebecca looked after the estate in Leicester in her brother’s absence, so she is quite familiar with the day-to-day work required. As you know, it requires in depth knowledge on a variety of topics including agriculture and irrigation.”
“Ah, yes, of course. I presume my daughter-in-law will make a perfect Duchess if she’s had hands-on experience in running an estate!” exclaims Lady Elizabeth. Rebecca heaves a sigh of relief. She’d thought that maybe the Dowager Duchess would find her a bit strange as it is quite unusual for women to have knowledge in such matters.
“I think so, too,” replies Henry. The look that he gives Rebecca makes her insides melt like butter. Is that admiration that she sees in his eyes? Does he really respect her for the hard work she put in while managing her estate? He did take keen interest in their conversation about all the techniques she tried to improve their agricultural production in the carriage. If only she knew his feelings for her! She knows that he desires her as a woman, but that is just not enough!
After last night, Rebecca is sure of one thing, at least. She is not merely attracted to Henry. If that was the case, her heart wouldn’t flutter wildly whenever he looked at her during breakfast. The way that he jumped to her defense when she’d been talking about pumps and irrigation made her fall for him a little more. Henry can be annoying and impossible at times, but he has a heart of gold, she thinks. He has treated her with nothing but respect since their marriage and she is sure that he’d have honored his promise too, if she’d not literally forced him to take her to bed. Her cheeks flame when she thinks about the previous night.
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Henry can’t help but think of Rebecca the entire day. The way her eyes moved upwards when he kissed her neck, the way she blushed when he reminded her that this wouldn’t be their last night of passion, the sway of her hips when she went back to her chamber. Just thinking about these things makes his body hard with desire. He has to find some solution to all this or he will never be able to concentrate on his work!
After toiling the entire day with mechanics to fix the pump, Henry finally succeeded in re-installing it. Although he doesn’t really need to get his hands dirty, Henry prefers to work along with his men if the situation warrants. Tired after the hard day’s work, Henry finally heads back to the mansion. He’s already excited about seeing Rebecca again.
As he enters the castle, his butler Robert informs him that his mother and wife have gone to the village Chapel to seek God’s blessings. A little disappointed to find Rebecca gone, he asks one of the servants to prepare a hot bath for him. He badly needs to relax his sore muscles. After taking a nice, long bath, he retires to the study to look over some paperwork.
Chapter Six
“Good evening, Henry.”
“Good evening, Mother. You both are finally back! Don’t you think it is a little late to be visiting the Chapel?”
“I know, I know, but Rebecca and I spent the entire morning getting her acquainted with the estate and after a li
ght supper, we decided to head to the Chapel. Rebecca absolutely loved it, didn’t you, my dear?” beams Lady Elizabeth.
“Yes, of course. Mother told me that it dates back to the fourteenth century. I was truly mesmerized by its architecture and antiquity.”
“His father and I got married there. I wish Henry could have married in that Chapel too, but God had other plans, I think,” she smiles fondly.
“May I just go and freshen up a bit? I am exhausted,’ says Rebecca, stifling a yawn. Three days of travelling have worn her out in more ways than she realized.
“Of course! I need to talk to Henry for a moment. You can join us later for dinner.” Rebecca gives a small nod and leaves the study.
Late in the evening, Rebecca enjoys yet another delicious meal with her little family (yes, she has come to regard Henry and his mother as her family) and thereafter, she and Henry indulge in another night of unrestrained passion. The only difference is that this time Henry himself comes into her chamber and carries her back to his.
This routine goes on for a few days. Each morning, Henry left the mansion to attend to the matters of his estate and Lady Elizabeth and Rebecca would either spend the entire day supervising the household or sometimes, when the weather permitted, they would go out for shopping or leisurely strolls. They even visit some of Lady Elizabeth’s friends, all of whom make Rebecca feel extremely welcome.
She comes to adore her mother-in-law in a short time. In Lady Elizabeth, she sees the reflection of her own mother. Lady Elizabeth, in turn, has become very fond of her. She had always wanted a daughter of her own, but when she’d been incapable of bearing any more children due to an accident after Henry’s birth, her wish went unfulfilled. But now Rebecca fulfills that dream of hers!
Rebecca finds herself nicely settled in her new home. She tries to keep herself occupied most of the day helping Lady Elizabeth run the household, and most of her nights are spent in Henry’s strong arms. She has fallen totally and helplessly in love with him. In a moment of weakness, while they are making love, she even blurts out those three magical words to him, but he merely kisses her in response. He had tensed for a small moment, but soon he started kissing her so passionately that all thoughts fled her mind.
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