I’ve heard enough. I’m tempted to spank her again, but that really would be too much for her. Instead I haul her up my body in order to plant a quick kiss on her mouth, then I toss her onto the bed at my side, on her back. I pin her hands in place with mine as I lean over her, my face just inches from hers.
“Let me make my position clear, my lady. You are my wife, my bride. You are beautiful, obedient, courageous, and you are blessed with the tightest, hottest, wettest cunt it has been my good fortune to sink my cock into in many a long year. Fucking you was my absolute pleasure, and will be again. And again. I did not care whether you were a virgin or not, and in any case that is all behind us now. You are mine, all mine, and I expect we will do very well together.”
“You do not mind?”
“I do not. But I would like to understand how this state of affairs came about.”
Her face flushes, her embarrassment obvious.
“I thought, I mean, my first husband was just a boy and not well enough to, to… I knew my first marriage was not consummated. Everyone knew that.”
“Okay. And the second one?”
“I thought he did, I mean…”
“He never hurt you? As I did, at first?” I know he did not, he could not have. But Tally needs to understand the difference in order to make sense of this.
“No, never.”
“What did you feel?”
“Rubbing. A lot of rubbing, and his fingers—inside me.”
“It felt good?”
“It… did not feel bad exactly.”
I suppress the urge to chuckle, though I sense Tally would not see thefunny side right now. Even so, some comment is called for.
“Madam, I would have a promise from you if you please. If, on any occasion after my lovemaking, you feel moved to describe the experience in those terms—it did not feel bad exactly—you are to make that sorry state of affairs known to Karl at the earliest opportunity. He will have instructions upon hearing this to take me down to the moat surrounding my keep at Richtenholst and drown me.”
“Drown you? Why? I do not understand.”
“You will, in time. So, when I fucked you just now, did that feel bad? Exactly?”
Her eyes widen, her expression incredulous. “No, not bad, not at all. It was glorious. Oh, not at first, but very soon.” She pauses, appears to be considering something. Then, “I should thank you for your kindness. For being gentle when I did not deserve it.”
“What is this about deserving? You are precious to me. I will always be gentle with you.”
“Except when you spank me?”
Is that a hint of mischief I discern in her pretty eyes? Is my little bride teasing me? Now this is promising.
I lean down to rub the tip of my nose against hers. “Especially then, if you did but know.”
She is silent for a few moments, and squirming against the bed as though testing the remaining soreness in her derriere. Her face brightens into a soft smile.
“I do know, Stefan.”
“I am forgiven then?”
“You might be. First, I will require that you make love to me again. And maybe another time after that.”
“This sounds fair. I will not tie your hands this time, nor will I spank you, probably. Though I do expect you to scream.”
Her lips curl in a sensual grin, her eyes alight in a way I have not observed before. “Make me, my lord.”
Chapter Nine
