Different Worlds

|Chapter Seven|

The sun light was shining through the curtains of the marital suite, Kendra brushed her hair out of her face. The faint sound of Ivar snoring making her smile. She rolled over to see Ivar's eyes closed faintly, his braids messy. A peaceful look upon his face. Kendra lifted his arm up and cuddled up to him, resting her head on his chest as it rose and fell. The feeling of his arm tightening around as he began waking caused a moan to escape her lips.

"If my grip does that to you, you're in for a rough ride princess" Ivar smirked, his voice heavy with sleep as he coughed.

"I prefer the term wife" Kendra smirked back at him. Ivar's smirk softened to a smile, He leaned in and kissed her hair.

"So, do I" Ivar whispered. Using his hand to nudge her on her back. Ivar rolled his hips and legs, so he was now on his front, resting on his elbow to look at her.

"Can we talk about last night Ivar?" Kendra asked her eyes pleading. Ivar let out a groan and rolled over onto his back.

"I don't want to talk about how last night people wanted to watch us have sex Kendra" Ivar rolled his eyes. Kendra rolled over and placed her hand on his chest. As placed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"I do apologise for that Ivar, I thought it worked the same everywhere" she said calmly.

"Absolutely not, bit perverted if you ask me. Especially for religious people" Ivar groaned as he tilted his head. Kendra placed gentle butterfly kisses along his jaw, causing Ivar to tilt his neck gently.

"I was looking forward to having you last night Ivar, as man and wife" Kendra whispered. Causing Ivar's heart to sink and his face to screw up. Panic washing through him, the memories of his night with Margarethe. How he couldn't satisfy her, even reducing her to tears. His anger getting the better of him almost killing her. He looked down to see Kendra's eyes, realising how he had felt for her. Not wanting to put her through that again.

"Not yet" Ivar groaned as he looked at her. Kendra eyes going wide, hurt shown on her face.

"I don't want to hurt you Kendra, I don't want to have sex with you yet" Ivar stated as Kendra rolled over on her back. Her arms folded across her chest, blinking back tears that threatened to fall.

"Is it because, I am not like your women?" Kendra asked, sadness in her tone. "Is it because, I am not like them or what you are used to? That you don't want me in that way?" Kendra asked wiping her eyes at last.

Ivar felt sadness and guilt flooding through him, her reached for her hand and held it to his lips. Taking a deep breath before speaking and moving closer to her.

"No Kendra, none of that" Ivar paused caressing her cheek. "You are beautiful Kendra, if anything what makes you different only intrigues me more" Ivar kissed her gently. "Anyone's first time is scary and painful Kendra, I do not want to hurt you" Ivar insisted.

"So, you think I am to soft and dainty" Kendra rolled her eyes.

"I am saying that I would like to take my time, get to know you" Ivar paused as her crawled in between her legs and looked up at her. Pinning Kendra in place with his hip. "I want to know everything about your body, please you in ways you didn't know where imaginable" Ivar smirked up at her. Gently biting and sucking at her earlobe, receiving a moan from Kendra as her body arched into him. "I want to show you that I can please you, there can be more to sex that just child bearing" Ivar whispered into her ear. Dragging his lips across her jaw, placing the occasional kiss when his lips felt.

"Enjoying sex is a sin" Kendra moaned as she placed her hand to Ivar's hip to steady herself.

"Not when it is with your husband" Ivar whispered. Dropping his hips once more, so Kendra could feel him between her legs. Kendra excitedly pulling up the skirt of her nightdress, allowing Ivar to get closer to her without anything being in his way.