~Best of wives. Best of women.~

~Chapter 20~

{Warning: The following scenes may include explicit content. Bear with me.}

Taking her hand in his, Alex pulls his forever closer to him as they walk into the rented-out room in an inn. He pulls her in behind him and closes the door, turning to look at her with a grin. She smiles at him and kisses him sweetly. They pull away slowly, Alex burying his face into her neck.

"You're my wife." He mumbles against her skin, making her chuckle softly. He squeezes her gently before pulling away from her. He looks over her face, her gentle features soothing his heart. A smile on her lips that he gets to kiss. Everything about her was perfect.

"Do I have something on me?" Eliza asks worriedly, moving her hands to her face to brush off anything that could be there. He smiles and gently grabs her wrists, pulling them away from her face. He takes his hand and gently caresses her face.

"Nothing but your beauty, my dear." He whispers lovingly. Her cheeks flamed and a shy smile graced her lips. He pulled her impossibly closer to him, kissing her once again.

The kiss was filled with nothing but love, excitement, joy, and passion. Her hands moved to his hair, threading her fingers through the dark locks. He groaned softly and rested his forehead against hers.

His hands kneaded into her skin through her dress, gently squeezing. He couldn't get enough of her. She couldn't get enough of him.

"Let me bed you tonight." He whispers against her shoulder. Her body shudders softly, her fingers moving over the fabric of his suit. He sighed in contentment, her smell, her touch, her everything made him feel at peace.

She grips onto the collar of his shirt, gently tugging him towards the bed. He grins at her and kisses her softly, allowing her to pull him to the bed.

She sits on the bed, looking up at him with loving eyes. He smiles softly and takes out multiple pins from her hair, letting her rest her forehead on his stomach as he removes the pins and clips. Once her hair was released, he gently massaged her scalp, making her groan softly.

The quiet moment let both of their bodies relax. Enjoying each other's company and warmth. Alex leaned down and kissed the top of her head. She leaned back, laying on the bed, propping herself up on her elbows.

Alex gently grabs one of her legs, carefully removing the heel that confined her foot. Doing the same to the other. He kissed her thighs through her dress, then her stomach, then her lips.

He gently grabs her hands and pulls her up, making her giggle softly. He grins at her and chuckles. She carefully removed his uniform shirt, revealing his bare chest. She gently peppered kisses over his chest, making him inhale softly.

She turns around, looking over her shoulder as he pulls the laces of the corset, loosening it along with the dress, letting the dress sag against her slightly. He slips the straps off her shoulders, kissing the bare skin with a smile. The dress falls off of her, pooling around her ankles.

He groaned softly at her bare skin, the only thing that clothed her was her underwear. He wraps his arms around her, feeling her warm skin against his. He held her in his arms for a second, gently rocking side to side.

The cold temperature outside contrasted against the warmth of their skin. He kisses her shoulder and her neck before releasing her. He unbuttons his pants and lets them slip off, removing his shoes along with the pants.

"Lay down, my sweet." He whispers, urging her onto the bed. She lays down on her stomach, resting her head on her arms. He leans down and kisses her back, peppering small wet kisses down her spine.

A clap of thunder sounded outside the window, gentle patters of raindrops falling against the roof and windows. The candles in the room only set the mood further. He gently flips her over, giving her a sweet smile. He kisses her softly before kissing down her jaw and to her neck. He makes sure not to leave any visible marks.

Moving down her chest, he kisses around her breasts, taking one of them into his mouth before releasing it, and doing the same with the other. He kisses down her stomach, nipping at the flesh. She chuckles softly, her hands in his hair.

"That tickles." She giggles, tugging at his hair. He groans against her stomach, pulling himself up. He toys with the band of her underwear, looking into her eyes.

"May I?" He whispers gently. She nods softly, smiling at him. "I need you to say it, my sweet."

"Yes." She mumbles, letting her hands drop from his hair. He smiles and kisses her again before slowly removing the clothing around her. Both of them were left bare, their skin against each other. The rain outside poured heavier, and the room got a little chilly.

He looks down at her chest, grinning teasingly at the perked buds of her breast. He chuckles at her narrowed eyes. Leaning down, he kept his eyes on hers as he licked her breast. Her head fell back, her eyes closed and her lips parted.

"Alexander..." She groans, her hands in his hair again. He didn't stop, kissing and sucking at the sensitive flesh. Finally, he stopped his attack on her breast, kissing down her stomach and kissing her thighs. He gently spread them apart, kissing the warm flesh between her thighs.

Finally, he positioned himself between her legs. Eliza wrapped her legs around his hips, her smaller hands wrapping around his wrists that were on either side of her head.

"Breathe, my wife, breathe." He urges her, kissing her forehead softly. She inhales slowly and exhales. However, before she could inhale again, he thrust into her slowly, making her cry out quietly.

He gave her a second to adjust around him before slowly thrusting into her again. He went slowly at first, taking his time with his woman. But they both got impatient. Eliza bucked her hips up against him, willing him to go faster.

Alex moved in her quicker, panting softly. He went faster at her sweet whines. Their stomachs twisted tightly, and the coils of pleasure tightened before breaking.

They both groaned in unison as they released every ounce of their being. Alex laid his body on hers, making sure not to put all his weight on her, not wanting to crush her. Carefully pulling out of her, he stands from the bed, kissing her softly before walking into the bathroom.

For a moment, Eliza felt sad that he had left. She heard the water turn on in the bathroom, and her husband walking out with a loving smile. He tugs her to the edge of the bed, lifting her into his arms before walking into the bathroom with her. She smiled at him as he carefully put her into the bathtub, the warm water surrounding her naked body.

Once she was settled in, he climbed in behind her. It was a tight fit but he'd make it work. He'd make anything work to be with his wife.

He let her lay back against him, her head resting against his chest. With gentle touches, Alex rubbed his fingers up and down her arms and sides. Allowing her to completely relax against him.

"I love you, my wife."

"I love you, my husband."

At that moment, he swore to himself that no matter what, he'd always stick by her side. Nothing could come between them. Not now, not ever.