Her passage was slick with desire and as he probed with his fingers, the walls of her cunny softened and gave way.
“Papa! Wh-what is happening to me?” Mari gasped. “I feel like… I don’t know what… Am I going to explode?”
He chuckled against her cunny. “No, my darling girl. You are about to have a climax. The first of many, I promise you.”
As he continued to plunge his fingers in and out his little bride soared to the heights of pleasure with a shudder and a moan. He moved to hold her in his arms as she floated back down.
“Th-that was… I have never…” Mari was unable to form a complete sentence.
“You were magnificent,” Theo said, kissing her tenderly. “Now I will claim you and make you mine.”
Bracing himself above her, he guided his cock into the sweet heat of her cunny. He paused every few seconds to collecthimself so as not to hurt her, but when she began to undulate beneath him and press her hips upward urging him deeper, he plunged to the hilt, breaking the seal of her maidenhead and then stroking in and out.
Mari’s breathing became labored and she said, “I feel that way again, Papa. What should I do?”
“Just relax and enjoy it.” He pressed his finger to her clit and massaged the sensitive nubbin until she was about to reach the peak of her climax, then he let loose his seed inside her just as she reached her own orgasm.
They stayed like that for a moment or two, panting into the quiet of the bedchamber before he withdrew and lay down beside her gathering her close.
“My sweet bride,” he whispered in her ear. “I could not be happier.”
Chapter Ten
It had been a fortnight since their wedding and Mari could not have been happier. Her days were busy learning her role as the Duchess of Norwich which included household matters as well as activities in the community. She had taken a special interest in a home for orphaned children and had excitedly told Theo of her ideas for improvements.
Theo had returned to his duties too. Mari never imagined that a duke would have so much to do. But every afternoon, he made sure to spend time with her in her nursery where they had special Papa and Little Mari time.
On this particular afternoon, Papa had dressed her in a short dress and pinafore and was in the process of styling her hair into long braids with ribbons at the end. He held up a mirror for her to see his handiwork.
“Papa!” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “I look like Garland! Are you mad at Little Mari?”
Papa chuckled. “You could never, ever look like Garland. Besides, it was overhearing your conversation with her about her hair and how you wanted to help her style it better that made me fall in love with you.”
Mari looked at her hair again. “Well, if you fell in love with me over Garland’s hair, then I suppose this will have to do.”
“Oh you little minx,” Papa said with a growl and Mari scampered away from him, running around the nursery and laughing delightedly at the game.
“I’m going to turn you over my knee when I catch you,” he said.
“No Papa,” she cried. “You can’t spank Little Mari. Little Mari is a good girl.” Then she crawled under her bed and hid, clutching her stuffed bunny to her chest.
Papa got down on his knees and peered beneath the mattress at her, then crooked his finger. “Come out from under there, Mari. Papa will not be happy if he has to crawl down there to get you.”
“Papa won’t fit,” Mari said with a giggle.
“Papa fits lots of places that you didn’t think he’d be able to get into,” he said, giving her a look that made her lady bits tingle.
“Well, that’s true,” she said, feeling herself flush.
“I don’t think you want to find out if Papa will fit under there because then you’ll be getting a spanking.”
“No spanking. Treat. Mari wants a treat.”
A heated look passed over Papa’s face.
“Well, there is a treat I’ve been meaning to give you,” he said. “And if you come out of there right now, I’ll let you have it.”
“What if I don’t?” she whispered.
