The lost princess-on hold

Short honeymoon

Turning on the bed, Sir Ren dropped his arm thinking Rey was still sleeping by his side. It fell on an empty spot as he realized she was not there. Slowly opening his eyes, Ren wondered where did she go that early. It was supposed to be their honeymoon after their secret wedding in the woods hidden chapel. 

"Glad someone got up," a familiar female voice said. Sir Ren knew it was his future queen and turned around to see her sitting in front of a large mirror. 

Rey was brushing her long hair with a smile on her features. The former handmaiden felt the happiest woman ever having finally married the man she fell in love with. Kylo smiled back at her as both saw each other in the mirror's reflection. "I missed your warmth for a moment."

"Don't get me wrong," Rey said while looking at her husband's reflection. "I'd love to go back to bed with you but the guards could start suspecting." Sighing, "How much longer are we going to stay in this place?"

Sir Ren was in a sitting position and saw Rey's frustration in that question. "After we know Plutt's whereabouts. Rey, we need to make sure his either alive or dead. Then, we will make out move."

This was making her impatient as she could no longer be living in a place that didn't belong to her at all. Plutt took power over these things that Rey was supposed to inherit. Stewjon deserved better but its villagers and civilians were too loyal to Plutt. Blind to be precise. Many didn't recognize her as their future duchess. If only her parents would have raised her in this beautiful town things might be different. "Hopefully soon enough!"

Even if he was alive and returned, Rey was now his wife and Plutt was not going to be an obstacle to them. Sir Ren would end up eliminating Plutt by the end of the day. 

"I'm impressed," Sir Ren said after getting out of bed and positioning himself behind his wife. The sight of Rey only wearing a purple sheer robe which covered her nude body tantalized the warrior. 

Rey turned her head slightly pausing the brushing of hair. "Of what will that be?" 

His hands gently were wrapped around her warm neck, rubbing her bare skin. "Being able to walk and move around freely after such a hard pound." 

This made the new princess and heiress blush. It was the first time Rey would have intimacy with a man and speak such things too. She reminded herself that was her husband and had the right to possess her. Rey thought about telling Kylo it hurt and that she bled a little but that would concern him though. "You were quite the savage, Sir Ren." Rey replied coyly.

"You're incredible," He confessed as he caressed her neck. "Strong, caring, soft.." His fingers were firm, yet gentle, as they worked into her scalp, massaging the skin near her neck. His cold fingers sent shivers down her spine and toes curl in response. 

Rey stood up and Kylo pulled her body against his nude one. "We disliked each other back then, and now look how everything turned out." He said almost whispering. Both looked at each other with loving eyes. 

"My brute monster. I love you with all my heart." She confessed running her hand up and down his bare chest, enjoying every moment of reconnecting with his muscular ridges.

He smirked, "Come here, my love."

They kissed, softly first, then passionately. Rey felt him tense against her just like the other night.  His hands cupped her breasts through the fabric feeling her hard mounds. Her husband wanted to make love again that morning and Rey never felt so much wanted. Sir Ren pushed her back against the wall and tugged on the front strings of the robe revealing her chest.  A moan escaped Rey's lips when Kylo trailed his lips over her breasts hungrily. Rey's then hands ran up and down his bare back and arms, memorizing the feel of him, his every contour. 

 A sudden knock on the door startled the two newlyweds. Rey fastened the top of her nightgown quickly. "What if it's.."

"Then, I will kill him," Ren interjected ready to do anything for his woman. "My men are not too far in case of any attempt."

"Kylo, please go hide!" Rey suggested nervously as the knocks on the door kept persisting. 

He raised a brow at this, "Never. I'm not a coward, Rey."

The black sword was lying on the floor beside the bed and all Ren needed to do was unsheath it and kill whoever was waiting outside the chamber. He was not afraid of staining his hand with blood since all his life he has done it. 

To be continued...