Eyes Opened

Innocence

( This part contains Lemon. If that's not your cup of tea, skip to the next part.)

You couldn't believe it. Not for one moment. She said yes, she wore the ring. Her smile when she looked into your eyes during the ritual. It was breathtaking. You had been nervous but hearing her say she would be yours now and forever cemented your heart in a confidence only a woman like her could even hint to give you. You were now sitting in your bed, her having told you that she needed some time to prepare. If there was one thing you allowed yourself to be nervous about, it was this. Your wedding night, you had a fear that she would regret her decision, or simply hate this part of her life. Your felt a shiver as the cold air nips at the bare skin you sported only covered by a pair of boxers. Your heart beat in a rhythmic dance as the door opened. Your eyes hit her as she quickly closed the door, still wearing your cloak. The woman slid the cloak off her shoulders, left now only in her laced underwear. You gulped, she hadn't wasted any time. "Sorry I took so long. I..." She seemed nervous as well. "Well I want this to be perfect. You see, when I dreamed about this moment I also thought I'd be lying there with my eyes closed hating myself."

You stood up, walking to her. Your arms pulled her smaller body into yours. Your hands found their way down her back to her hips, holding her gently. "Shhh... It's okay. I'm not the type of man to-"

"Demand it from me." You smiled as she completed your sentence. "I know. That's the thing. I want to do this. I want to give my full self to you." You felt yourself heat up at your core, looking down into her eyes. She was smirking playfully. "Ironic... isn't it? I spent so long worried that a man would own me and here I am willingly jumping into your possession."

"Is it ironic?" You leaned down slowly, pushing her hair to the side with your nose just as your lips hovered by her ear. You spoke with hot whispering breath. "I am yours already. You're the one who holds my heart. You could have had me at any time, with just a few words. Such a change from the moment we met, isn't it?" You moaned lightly into her ear, the woman quivered. You felt yourself harden against her as she pressed her soft body into yours tightly, her fingers gripping at the muscles on your back. She breathed a pleased sigh as you kissed her ear lobe slowly. "I won't deny my desire to make love to you." You felt her quiver again, much to your own selfish delight. "But that implies that I can control myself until you are completely comfortable. Maybe that's true..." You felt her face heat, from your words or the revelation that you were rock hard against her body, begging for her without a word.

She moaned, pressing her soft chest into yours. "Vilkas." Her voice spoke your name with a silky quality. She slowly moved a hand from your back to your chin, for once pulling your attention to her face. Her eye lids look heavy, her lips were slightly parted, curled up into a smile. "It's hard not to be comfortable in your careful arms."

"I'm careful with the things I love." You spoke softly as she leaned in, pressing her lips sensually to your own. The woman gave herself within the kiss, her lips parting your own with her tongue slipping into your mouth. Your eyes closed tightly, moaning as she massaged your tongue slowly, leaving you begging for more when she pulled off of you. Your cock throbbed wildly for a few moments, still pressed against her.

"Then there is nothing else to talk about, my love." Her voice was a whisper, falling off as she took your wrist, guiding you to the bed. You watched intently as she unhooked her bra as before, though this time she was left bare, slowly allowing you to see her bare chest. You gulped. Having seen breasts before made this easier, but somehow she was far more special than just a girl, and looked way better to boot. Her fingers tugged as her own panties as well, pushing them down her legs to fall to the ground. There was almost a pain in your groin as the desire for her only grew. She was adorable as her eyes met yours, blushing embarrassingly.