He made a sound before his lips crashed onto hers, and Ferra found herself lost to his kiss, the aching tenderness of it that brought tears to her eyes. Soon, her own hands were thrusting into his freed hair, and she was pulling him closer, fitting their bodies like they were before in the hut.
She wanted all of her warrior husband, his hands in places that she had only dreamed about, and his mouth...her cheeks heated at the thought. She wanted him to treat her like his wife.
When he pulled back, she made a sound of protest, causing him to chuckle. “Aye, I know, lass,” he said. “But let’s get clean first.”
Ferra stepped back and divested herself of her dress quickly, seeing the searing heat in Kaiden’s eyes as she pulled her shift over her head, baring her body to him for the first time.
“Och, lass,” he whispered. “Ye’re far too lovely for the likes of me.”
“Off,” she said instead, finding herself not at all afraid of being bared to him. This was her husband, the man who was to know everything about her own body like it was his. “’Tis only fair.”
He smirked and pulled his tunic over his head, giving her the view she had longed for. How many times had she stared at that chest when she was taking care of him?
When his hands went to his breeks, Ferra simply forgot to breathe. She had seen many men’s bodies before, so she knew what to expect, but as Kaiden pushed them down over his hips, Ferra realized that she hadn’t seen them all.
Och, he is large!
“Dinnae be afraid, lass,” he said, kicking his boots and breeks aside. “It will fit.”
“I’m n-not so certain,” she stammered, causing him to laugh. She was torn from turning away and reaching out to touch him to find out if it indeed was real.
“Into the tub, wench,” Kaiden growled.
Ferra’s cheeks burned with embarrassment as she got in, noting that the tub was large enough for two, even with Kaiden’s bulky form. Was he going to join her?
He satisfied her curiosity a moment later when he climbed in, the water sloshing over the rim. His legs framed her body as he tossed her a rag and a wedge of soap. “Or would ye rather me wash ye?”
Ferra felt some of the tension ease from her as she picked up on his teasing nature, the events of the day starting to melt away. “Aye, I think I can wash mahself.”
“Then do so quickly, lass,” he said, picking up his own cloth. “Because I’m aching tae touch ye.”
She felt the same way. Something was going to happen today, something that she had heard as whispers amongst her sisters and others that had experienced lovemaking between a man and a woman.
Ferra quickly bathed herself the best she could, squealing when his foot roamed over her thigh lazily. “Sorry!” Kaiden grinned when she shot him a glare. “’Tis a bit tight in here, lass.”
She threw the soap at his chest, causing water to splash in his face, and he gave her a feral look, one that had her scrambling out of the tub with a laugh.
Ferra didn’t get far. Kaiden tackled her from behind and carried her to the bed, tossing her amongst the furs. Laughing, she turned over to find him standing over her, his member jutting from his body proudly. Her own body heated at the thought of him inside her, and she moved to reach for him, stopping at the last moment.
“Can I touch ye?” she asked softly, meeting his eyes.
His jaw was clenched tightly. “Aye, ye can,” he told her, bringing her hand up to grip him. “’Tis all yers, lass.”
He was pure hardness under her touch, and she gasped as she ran her hand over the length of him, from the rounded tip to the nest of red hair at the base. “’Tis lovely,” she said as she traced the vein with her finger.
Kaiden let out a strangled laugh. “It has never been called lovely, lass.”
“Show me?” she asked instead, gripping him. “I want tae please ye.”
Her husband grunted before covering his large hand over hers, showing her how to stroke him. Ferra found out that he was just as sensitive as she was, and when she leaned forward to place her lips on the tip, he let out a string of curses, his hand fisting in her hair.
“Ye’re killing me, lass,” he groaned, but made no move to push her away.
So Ferra explored him with her mouth until he started to tremble under her touch, and he pulled away. “Ye’re going tae make this night pass far quicker than I plan,” he told her before he covered her body with his, pressing her into the furs.
Ferra gasped as their bodies fit into each other, but Kaiden was there to swallow her gasp with his mouth, his hand sliding down her body until it was cupping her bare breast. Thousands of emotions welled up inside her as she attempted to learn the way his hands touched her, cautiously, tenderly.
It was far different than she had expected.
