Gretna did as he asked and he pulled both her chemise and her dress over her hips, placing them on the floor. Remy’s eyes grew heated with intensity as his hand slid down from her stomach to the juncture between her thighs. Gretna gasped as he touched her as he had once before, her eyes never leaving his, only trying to pull away when he lowered his mouth.
“Wot are ye doing?” she panted, feeling his lips on her inner thigh.
“Kissing ye,” he murmured, his lips moving higher until he settled over her mound. Gretna’s hands clenched on the sheets of the bed as she felt her husband feast on her body, moaning his name as he stroked her with his fingers and his tongue. The pressure in her lower region stoked higher until Gretna couldn’t take it and her body shuddered, his name on her lips.
Vaguely she could hear Remy remove his clothing, moving between her thighs and nudging them apart.
“Tis going tae be uncomfortable,” he told her, positioning himself at her entrance. “But I donna mean tae hurt ye.”
Gretna forced her eyes open, giving him a soft smile. “I know. I love ye.”
“I love ye,” he answered, his hands gripping her hips and fitting their bodies together slowly.
Gretna felt a flash of pain as he slid forward, but it was only brief and soon he was fully inside her, filling her to her very core.
“Oh,” she breathed, getting used to the sensation. “Is that it? I mean, are we done?”
Remy let out a tortured laugh. “Nay, lass. We aren’t even close tae being done.”
It didn’t take Gretna long to understand what he meant. When he moved, she gasped, feeling a new sensation take over the small smidge of pain she had felt. Her hands found his arms and she squeezed them as he took her over the edge again, her body clenching around him. Soon her cries mingled with his as they completed their union as man and wife.
Afterward, she lay in the circle of Remy’s arms, her body flushed and her heart full.
“Well?” he asked near her ear, his arms tightening on her naked form. “Wot did ye think?”
There were no words to describe what had just happened. No wonder there were whispers and blushes. “I- I honestly donna know wot tae say.”
Her husband chuckled. “Well, maybe I should try again so that ye can find the words, lass.”
Gretna shifted in his arms until she was looking at him. “Perhaps that would help.”
He growled and covered her body with his, his lips hovering over hers. “Ye are infuriating, but I love it.”
And she loved him.
EXTENDED EPILOGUE
5 Years Later
Remy heard his wife long before he found her.
“Caden! Josef! Ye better be out of yer hiding place before I count tae ten or ye will be mucking stalls for a week!”
Remy chuckled as he rounded the corner, finding his wife with her hands on her hips and a frustrated look on her face. “Wot is wrong?”
“Wot is wrong is that it is bedtime and they are nowhere tae be found,” she huffed, blowing her hair off her forehead.
He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers, a quick brush that still ignited his blood. “I will find them. Donna worry.”
“I’m not worried,” she grumbled as he strode away.
Remy knew that she truly wasn’t worried. Their twin sons were somewhere on the second landing, as they knew better than to navigate the stairs up or down. He had an inkling as to where they were hiding anyway.
Moving to the linen closet near their chambers, Remy opened it up and heard the first giggle. “Alright,” he stated firmly, suppressing his own grin. “Ye know that yer ma is looking for ye both.”
Another giggle, but this time Remy didn’t let them finish the sound, reaching in and grabbing them both quickly. Caden’s blonde hair was the first that he saw and he hauled the eldest by mere moments into his arms. “Och, there ye are.”
“Da!” Caden called out happily.
