A Season for Love (Completed)

Chapter 21. 1814

Their bodies became intertwined not long after they climbed into bed, their lips and hands moving together with sweet caresses and tender kisses. Soft moans and sighs flowed through the room, but only for their ears to hear. Words of love and adoration became whispered between them. The blazing fire light from the fireplace illuminated their silhouettes with a golden glow.  No words needed to be spoken, unless in a whisper. The sweet rapture of their lovemaking was enough to fill the room with music.

Olivia could hardly catch her breath, feeling James glide easily in and out of her. She felt his hands stroke her skin, squeezing her flesh gently. She moved her fingertips across his skin, not able to stop touching him. She realized that this was how it felt to be loved by someone. There was no pain or discomfort, just pleasure.

James was equally overwhelmed by this drastic change. He was making love to his fiancé with every ounce of his body and heart, just as he had always wanted. And she was reciprocating every touch kiss and movement. His hard and throbbing length continued gliding easily within her, slow and steady. He brushed his lips against hers, and then moved down to kiss her neck, and then lower to tease her breasts and nipples. He purred softly against her supple breasts as he heard her give a gasp of pleasure. He raised his dark eyes to her, smiling. "It seems my beautiful duchess is quite enjoying herself."

Olivia smiled down at him, reaching out to stroke his cheek. "Oh believe me you're Grace, I am very much enjoying myself. And I hope my Duke is as well."

James smiled back before capturing her lips with his. "Very much."

No more words became spoken, only action took flight. Their lips hands and bodies moved with perfect harmony and synchronization, slow and tender. Not one touch or kiss was rushed. Not one word was spoken, if any, without adoration and love. Their eyes remained open and locked with one another, their bodies moving deliciously together. They held one another tightly, not wanting any space to come between them.

Suddenly, Olivia felt her stomach become tight, and she gasped. What was happening? She never remembered feeling this way when the Duke of Cornwall had his way with her.

James cradled her face between his hands. "It's all right my love, let go. I've got you."

Olivia gave a cry as she unraveled all over him, feeling herself swirling into a kaleidoscope of colors. Pleasure cascaded throughout her body, and before she had any time to react, she felt James experience his own pleasure. She felt something warm glide inside her, felt his length pulse deep within her.

James was on fire, spilling himself deep into the woman that he loved. Good Lord, he knew he was going to have this woman in his bed, or any other surface of the house, every single night. He didn't stop after he experienced his release, but kept going. Within moments, he brought them both to another delicious peak.

They fell to the bed, their heads hitting the pillow at the same time. Their breathing was labored and slow, their eyes fixed in a magnetic hold. Their lips cradled one another with sweet kisses. Pleasure had overwhelmed them, and was still overwhelming them. Love had been given, and would never be taken again.

James held her tightly to him, running his fingers through her curls. "I love you so much my darling. I cannot wait to become your husband tomorrow."

Olivia snuggled against him, her arms tight around his neck. "I love you my darling, and I cannot wait to become your wife. I just hope that what we did this evening is going to continue." Her cheeks became bright pink.

James chuckled, his heart overflowing with love and happiness. He kissed her sweetly. "Of course my love. What we have done tonight is just the beginning."

Exchanging another tender kiss, they became plunged into a third round of lovemaking. Once they were satisfied, they fell asleep in one another's arms. The following day was going to bring love and happiness for the two of them, and another night filled with passion.

***

The wedding was held the following day, and it was quite the spectacle. James and Olivia felt exuberant as they stood before the minister, repeating the words he spoke to them to one another. Their eyes overflowed with love and adoration, their fingers intertwined. They smiled at each other, their hearts brimming with passion. As soon as they were declared man and wife, they exchanged a sweet kiss before turning and leading the group of guests towards the double doors of the chapel and towards the carriages that would take them to Norfolk Manor for the reception.

James held Olivia tightly as they snuggled together in their own private carriage. "I cannot believe I finally have you as my wife."

Olivia giggled, poking him playfully in the cheek. "I cannot believe it either my love, I'm so happy."

James brought her lips to his. "As you should be my darling. Because I am just as happy as you are."

Olivia smiled. "I'm so glad."

They held each other tightly as the carriage arrived to Norfolk Manor half an hour later. Fingers intertwined, they carefully stepped out of the carriage and walked into their home, ready to celebrate the next chapter of their lives with their friends and family.