The American and the Duke

Chapter 17 Katerina

I was in Rowan’s arms, my breathing ragged. My heart was thudding so loudly, I was sure it would fly out of my chest. We arrived at Hever castle just a week ago. And the first thing Rowan did was lock me in our chambers. We got to know one another, exploring the passion between us more than we already did. Rowan showed me what it was to be loved by a man. We were laying in front of the massive fireplace. Our bodies glistened with sweat. I never knew that I could love someone as much as I loved Rowan. Here in his arms, I felt safe and content. 

“Surely, we should get up now,” I mused. I propped myself  up on his chest. Drawing lazy circles on his chest with my fingers. He shifted to hover above me. His erection already stood firm and he grinded it into my wet core. I moaned and ran my hands down his back. We kissed passionately for a few minutes. He pulled away and smiled. I returned that smile. He traced my lips, and I took his finger in my mouth. Sucking it gently.

“It is our honeymoon my darling. Surely keeping my beautiful wife in bed. And pleasuring her beautiful body is my duty,” he said huskily. I felt myself blush, he leaned down and kissed my neck. I moaned as he slipped inside of me. I gasped, wrapping my legs around his waist. I cupped his butt pushing him deeper inside of me. He moaned and flipped us. I straddled him as he moved my hips. I felt myself close to exploding. His hands moving from my hips and cupping my breasts pushing my pleasure further. I moved faster and faster till finally we both exploded. I collapsed onto his chest. Our breathing ragged once more. 

“You are relentless my love,” I murmured. He chuckled and we stayed like that for a few moments. I wondered what the servants thought. What they must think of me their new duchess.

“Don’t the people of Kent want to see their new Duke and Duchess,” I said after a few moments. He laughed and I met his gaze. He ran his hand up my back, and framed my face.

“Always the thinker,” he replied. I laughed, I was a thinker. I wanted to see what this country was like. How things were run. How a household was run here in England.

“Yes, well I am your wife. And I am your partner. I want to see how things are done here. How I should run a household. How can I help you run your dukedom,” I replied. He sighed and kissed my head. 

“Let me have one more day. Have you all to myself for one more day,” he said. I laughed and kissed his chest. Grazing his nipple with my teeth. He moaned and I felt myself smile. I looked up and made my way to his lips. 

Once we emerged from our chambers. I explored Hever Castle. It was beautiful. The mixture of wood and stone. Portraits lined the walls. My favorites were of two sisters. Anne and Mary Boleyn. Their eyes were what made the paintings so beautiful. They both had looks of ambition and desire in their eyes. Rowan told me that Anne was the first queen to be beheaded. For not giving her husband Henry the eighth a son and heir. But she gave the country one of the best rulers in British history. Elizabeth the first. I smiled thinking about what made this woman want to be queen. What drove her to go after a king? Rowan wished to go out riding and survey the land around Hever. We made our way to the stables. Where a brand new horse stood. I felt myself gasping. It was a beautiful chestnut mare. I looked up at Rowan. 

“She is so beautiful,” I said, touching her neck. Rowan smiled, covering my hand with his own. I looked at the beautiful saddle. The leather is hand carved. With my initials KBH carved into it.

“She is yours, Kat, my wedding gift to you,” he whispered in my ear. I looked up and gave him the most brilliant smile. I mounted the horse and took the reins. He touched my calf. His eyes shining with love and lust. 

“Ready to survey our lands,” he asked. I had my riding clothes, my corset tightened to push my breasts out. I knew that Rowan was lusting after me. I felt desired and wanted. And in turn I desired nothing more than to have him tear my clothes away.