Her Honour For An Heir

ust have arranged this, to make the experience less miserably cold. The first thing my vis

ng, breasts exposed rose up in my me

ing against the wall. He had his sleeves rolled up, his white work shirt unb

sual I wanted to throttle him. Had he no idea how much to

on the door twice. I shall then come thro

fixed steadily on me, no hint of a smile. His jaw was clenched, his eyes swallowing any strength I

be. I shall knock for you presently if we are all in agreement,

ss as much as is necessary," Edmund said as he walked away, not even looking my way.

heavy sound on the floorboards. Edmunds parting words made me colo

nd danced in tune with the crackling embers, my body, full of strangely curling longing a

out of nowhere. My lips moved to speak but instead brushed his solid, warm finger, rendering me silent. Between my

s continued to absorb me. "May I call you Vanessa?" he whispered. I nodde

utish with you. I intend to treat you as respectfully as pos

alised his game. Should Edmund be listening, that version of Fitz is what he wanted for me. Instead, like a waltz he gracefully

mbering my honeymoon. How Ed

m," he whispered softly before raising his hand and exclaimin

less terrifying. He leaned over and breathed into my ear. It was hot and ticklish and without even thin

ou to lift your dress. You can then insert the seed inside yourself. I am not

, "Edmund intend

ating you," he hissed, "I am not a scoundrel, I promise," then he lifted his head up and our eyes met

e travelling with him. Kneeling between my legs on the bed he rose, lifting

ergarments moved. In his hand he grasped his length. Just as I had seen in the pamphlets and drawings

n't clothed. Without thinking I began to lift my white cotton nightgown. First over my shins, my knees. I

higher. Exhaling, I pulled it high enough to expose my sex. Between my legs, where the heat pooled and longing bur

are flesh. The more he twisted and jerked his solid length the more I wanted to touch it myself. The way his arm lifted his shirt as he worked himself up and do

a sheen of sweat across his proud brow that I longed to wipe away. As he breathed deeply I felt fear seeping back in. Without his gr

Vanessa, it may seem unpleasant but I need you to take this," opening his hand to show me a gloopy mess, "and pu

face creased, no hint of a smile. He was all seriousness and mere inches away from my face.

spered back, though only a half truth. Yes it would look right,

iss as his eyes roamed my fac

ards where the material of my nightgown ended. "Vanessa," he said

nd gasped. Then the finger slid deep inside, the full length of his finger. It slowly left and returned. I cried out in su

g. Being made to feel as though you could be made of ice and fire at the same time. I felt him start to pleasu

econd finger I found myself placing my hand on his thigh, gripping

I did not wait for him to ask, I pushed his hand, towards my open legs, where I wanted him. He wa

red, before shouting, "There we are.

perhaps. His green eyes blazed at me, as he jumped off the bed and redressed himself his jaw was clenched. "Are y

to my knees and re-tie my robe. "You...I cannot!" he grunted with a

ve a curt bow and took hi

approaching me reminded me of the sharks we had observed in an

arrassment. Without a word he lifted up my white nightgown, roughly parted my legs

r, being her first time. To go too hard would prevent any

d like a dog. "You'll sleep in here tonight. This is to help with the breeding. Doctor Farrers recommended long periods of rest afterwards,

rk walk along the corridors I have no idea but I climbed into bed and closed my e