“I want this,” she said softly, working him in her hand. “But I want something else more.”
“A baby,” he said with certainty. “I’ll work tirelessly to give you one. Many, if you’ll permit. Happily.”
She waved that aside with her free hand before placing it on his chest. “If you mean to get a baby on me and return to how things were, tell me now. I’ll still have your baby, but I need to know before we take another step whether you’ll ever…feel things for me. Whether you’ll let me feel things for you.”
“I said I don’t want a technical marriage,” said Edmund, his voice rising when Ann stroked a spot on the underside of his cock that felt like heaven.
“Yes, you mean to take me to bed?”
“I mean to claim you, body and soul.”
Ann’s breathing quickened, uncertain because her dreams were possibly coming true. Edmund stepped out of the bath and held out a hand to her.
“Will you permit me?” he asked.
As if in a trance, Ann placed her hand in his giant paw. She stared at how they fit together, this somehow feeling more intimate than when they’d worked her quim in tandem.
Edmund lifted her hand and kissed it. “I had meant to protect you from further harm at the hands of the Wake family, and I made a tremendous error. Many errors.”
“I’m a Wake, too.”
“That you are. Shall we attempt to make another?”
***
When Edmund laid her down on his big four-poster, Ann had a moment of panic. It might not have been their wedding night, but this was the consummation of their marriage, at long last.
“My beautiful Annie,” he sighed from between her thighs, where he gazed upon that place he’d denied himself for so long. Edmund’s hands ran over every part of her until she was prepared to beg.
And then he dipped his mouth to her quim and sent Ann’s back bowing. His tongue and lips, and eventually fingers, seemed to be everywhere, making it hard to understand what he was doing to make her feel so good. Her frantic explorations under the blankets in Shropshire never felt quite like this!
Her hips rocked encouragingly, and she held the nape of her husband’s neck as he drove her higher.
“Enter me now,” she gasped, tugging at his short hair to bring him up from her nub, which he was lavishing with kisses.
“I mean to see you explode first,” he said.
“I want to do that while you’re within me,” she replied, coaxing him up.
“If you insist.”
Edmund shuffled up the bed, wiping his face on the bedclothes as he moved. “You are the wettest girl, my wife.”
Ann covered her face with mortification. She should have never allowed him to linger there!
Edmund plucked her hands from her eyes and smiled down at her. “It’s a good thing you’re so wet because otherwise there’d be no way I could fit this inside you.”
He looked down at where his cock rested against his wife’s entrance. He eased her lips open and let the cockhead press into the very start of her channel.
Ann watched as he pushed in for the first time, holding her breath as she felt the magnitude of the stretch from his cock.
“Breathe, my darling,” he said, stroking her belly to remind her to draw in air.
"You're so big, Edmund," she said, feeling like she was being filled for the first time because of his size.
“Bigger than my brother Bucks?” he asked playfully.
“You know you are,” she whined as he eased all the way inside of her channel.
