The Darkest Knight

I felt a sudden rush of pure euphoria as I realized what was happening…. he was inside me and he was so vulnerable right now. I kissed his hair gently…raking my hands through it as I sat astride his lap, trying to watch him as he continued to hungrily kiss and suck at my breasts. He ground up against me. Holding me gently by the hips but with every thrust, his grip tightening. I gasped and looked up at the ceiling, trying to fill my lungs with air at each penetrating thrust from him. Each time he looked up at me with those deep sapphire blue eyes of his, staring right into my soul as he caught my lips with his.

So many thoughts ran, tumbled through my head. Slowed down. Robin, my dearest Robin. Oh god! What would he say if he could see this? Him. Guy of Gisborne his arch rival and enemy with me, his wife!

I froze instantly, tears prickling at my eyes. Oh god. I loved them both, equally. My father was worried after Guy had burned our house on the orders of his master. Feeling guilty, Guy felt it was his duty to look after me. And I’d promised to do as Guy bade me, for my father’s sake. There was no dowry left for me. No lands. At the mercy and bidding of the Sheriff and of Guy. I often felt so alone. “But to stay closer to the lion, the enemy, was to be safer,” my father would always say.

Guy stared up at me sensing something was amiss. “Marian,” he whispered, “Please, please let me” with tears softly falling from my eyes…I looked slowly down and focused my gaze on him, brought back to the moment by his most gentle tone. His eyes staring right into my core, he cupped my face n his hands and kissed me till I couldn’t remember who I was anymore.