Once A Warrior Princess

Chapter 23~ Our Night (XXX)

Melody's POV

After a wonderful reception and send off, Steve and I made it to my personal palace in Flamemire, where we were going to have our honeymoon. We made it to the bedroom quickly, both of us just wanting to be alone with one another. Steve closed the door before looking at me with a look that made shivers run down my spine. This was a side of Steve I'd never experienced before.

"Melody~"

"Steve~" I copied his tone as he took me in his arms and placed a soft, yet passionate kiss on my lips that I greedily reciprocated, and Steve quickly dominated the kiss. Things escalated fast, as we began taking off clothes left and right, all our discarded clothes in a pool on the floor. Steve was quick to push me on the bed and position me how he wanted, but then he slowed down dramatically.

"You looked so beautiful today, Melody," He whispered in my ear, nibbling on the lobe. "But I shouldn't have been surprised; you look beautiful every day."

"Steve~," I moaned, arching my body to his.

"Shhhhhh, Doll. I'm going to take care of you."

"Why don't you show me how beautiful I am?" I asked, staring into his oceans for eyes.

"Whatever you wish, My Love," He said planting soft kisses down my neck, my chest, my stomach until he reached between my thighs, kissing them before moving his way back up my body, gently feeling me as he went. He moved back to my lips, kissing me softly before I felt something big and hard at my entrance.

"Ready, Doll?" He asked once our lips parted and I nodded. He kissed me again and when we broke apart, I noticed the change in his eyes. The lust was still there, but so was the love.

"I'll be gentle this time; for our first time. This time you're going to see why they call it 'making love'." He moved to kiss my neck and held onto my hips. He kissed every square inch of my body, while still making me squirm. When he was done, he lined himself up to my entrance and entered me slowly, burying himself to the hilt before stopping, letting me adjust to his size. I nodded, silently telling him to move. When he did start thrusting he truly did show me why it's called 'making love'.

He thrusted slowly at first and it felt so good. My body was insatiable, it craved more of him, and I started moaning, which only seemed to fuel Steve, who had started chanting my name. He gained a bit more speed but kept his moves languid and loving. It was slow and all-consuming and beautiful.

"Steve~," I whined, needing more of him. I felt the coil in my stomach tighten and it only got tighter with each thrust. I wrapped my legs around him, needing to feel more. It seemed no matter what he did, it was never quite enough. I could tell Steve was close to his release too; his breathing quickly getting out of control, and he moved one of his hands from my hip to my center, playing with my clit. It was too much. The heat in my core broke and I came, screaming his name, my body clenching around him. The feel of my walls tightening around him was all Steve needed to join me in my orgasm and I had never felt so connected to another person before. I was seeing stars, I was on Cloud 9; my husband right next to me the whole time.

I finally came down from my high and Steve pulled out of me, rolling so that he was on his back, panting heavily and I whimpered. I wasn't ready for him to pull out yet. I rolled so my head was on his chest, trying to take control of my own breathing.

"That was... beautiful..." I said.

"Just like you," He answered, rubbing my side and kissing the top of my head.

"Smooth, Rogers," I laughed. "Did Bucky give you that line?"

"Maybe," He said, avoiding eye contact.

"Well, he taught you well," I giggled.

"I'll be sure to relay the message," He chuckled.

"Please do. I'd hate for him not to know how everything went," I said before we both started howling in laughter.

"Seriously though. I have never seen you more beautiful than you were today," Steve said and I smiled.

"You sure you're not just saying that?" I asked.

"I promise."

"So Steve?" I asked, a mischievous grin on my face.

"What?"

"Are you still the world's leading authority of waiting too long?" I snickered.

"Most definitely. But it was definitely worth the wait," He said shifting us so he was back on top.

"Is that so, Captain?" I asked and he shuddered.

"Say that again?" He growled, eyes enveloped in lust. It sparked a new heat in my core, but I played dumb.

"Say what again, Captain?" I said coyly, and he growled again. If he kept doing that, I was going to explode. God, it was hot.

"Something bothering you, Captain?" I asked and he snapped. His mouth met mine in a flurry of possessive kisses and gnashing teeth. God, it was hot. His hands gripped my waist as he shoved himself back inside my aching pussy, giving me no time to adjust before he started pounding into me. Now, this was a side of Steve I'd never experienced, and one I never thought existed. But damn was I glad it did.

He kept going at his insanely rough pace and I loved every second of it.

"Captain... more~" I breathed, knowing it would spur him on. I was right; somehow he managed to go faster and harder. He thrust at that bruisingly fast pace until I was screaming his title as I came. He came a few thrusts after that, but this time he didn't pull out straight away.

"I don't think I can move," He admitted.

"Too fast, even for you, Cap?" I asked, playing with his short hair.

"No, it's just you feel good even like this. I don't want to move," He answered sheepishly and I laughed.

"We can stay like this for a bit. I feel the same way," I winked and he blushed. Gone was the Dominant Steve, but I hoped he'd make an appearance again sometime soon. "So..." I began, "You have a 'Captain' kink."

"I didn't realize it until today," He groaned, burying his head into my chest, clearly embarrassed.

"It's not a bad thing, baby. It was hot, actually. I may have to use it again sometime soon."

"It doesn't bother you?" He asked, lifting his head up.

"Why would it bother me?" I asked.

"It's weird..."

"Baby, there is nothing weird about it. I like that there are things I can do to rile you up. It's not weird at all," I assured him, yawning.

"You should get some sleep," He said, pulling out of me and I whimpered.

"Promise you'll be here when I wake up?" I asked, not liking the idea of waking up alone ever again.

"For as long as you want me."

"I'm always going to want you, Steve. I love you with all that I am."

"Then I'll be here. Now sleep, Doll. I love you," My husband said as I drifted off to sleep in his arms.