Page 18 of The Princess and The Warrior

Being caught between heaven and hell was a strange predicament.

Every time Althea squirmed, I was flooded with the urge to drive inside her tight passage. Every time she looked uncomfortable, I wanted to withdraw for fear of harming her.

Remaining still for a few moments, I allowed her to move under me, experimenting with the pressure inside her. Her sweet softness was gripping my cock so tightly that it made my balls ache. But I would wait as long as she needed. Finally, she seemed to be moving more freely, so I withdrew, then slipped my length inside her again and again in slow, even strokes.

“Yes,” she moaned softly. Her eyes were absolutely burning, and I swear I could feel our skin tingling together everywhere it touched.

“My beautiful, sweet girl,” I murmured, skimming my lips along her cheekbone, nuzzling her ear as I moved inside her. “My perfect wife.”

Her fingertips explored every dip and ridge in my shoulder muscles. “My handsome husband,” she moaned, sending a surge of lightning up my spine. “I love you so much, Trax.”

“I love you, Althea,” I said, sliding my hand between us to bring my thumb right where she needed it.

Her head tipped back as she gasped, allowing me to kiss along her throat, then back up to meet her lips.

I adored the way she groped me freely, touching my flesh anywhere she wanted. Feeling her hand skim down my body to clutch my backside, my low growl surprised us both.

Her movements had changed from a nervous girl to a wanton, free woman. Watching Althea take control of her own pleasure, thrusting her hips up to me as she moaned with abandon, made me painfully, achingly aware I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Let me feel you, beautiful,” I murmured. “Let me feel your climax up and down my shaft.”

Her eyes burned with lust as she nodded. As our lips met in the deepest, most sensual kiss of my life, I felt her softness flutter, then clamp down on my length as she screamed in pleasure. The sounds of her raw desire would be etched into my memory forever.

I couldn’t wait a second longer. Plunging inside her faster, deeper, my animal instincts took over.

“Yes,” she cried, looking up at me in pure delight. “Harder, please.”

What sort of elegant Princess would ever ask a brute to take her more roughly?

Mine.

Fire flashed through every vein as I surged with satisfaction. My roar could probably be heard down in the village as I emptied my seed inside her, every muscle shaking as I came.

Collapsing on top of her, I tried to hold myself up with one arm so that I didn’t crush her completely.

Althea’s sweet smile made my heart squeeze tightly. “I can’t believe we could have been doing that every single day,” she laughed.

“Don’t worry, my love, I will be trying to make up for lost time every single night.” I kissed her gently before adding, “And morning. And lunchtime.”

From the way she fluttered her eyelashes at me saucily, she seemed to like my plan.

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Althea

The next two and a half months were spent in true newly wedded bliss. Now that we knew that we were in love, and our marriage was real, everything was relaxed and free.

Perhaps a little too free, sometimes.

Three weeks ago, I had taken Trax his lunch while he was assisting at a local farm. He rushed me into the barn, taking me up against the wall. The stifling heat, his breath in my ear, the urgency of his shaft driving into me while he held me tightly against the rough boards… I would dream about that for years to come.

Two weeks ago, he came home from his busy day to see that I had dinner ready for him on the dining room table. A few seconds later, I was on the floor with my husband on top of me. He ground me into the carpet as his thickness filled me over and over.

Dinner was a bit cold, but I was heated from within for hours.

Just two days ago, he took me from behind as I leaned across that same table, holding on for dear life. His eyes had been riveted to the reflection in the dark window as he stared at our joining, watching his body enter mine so deeply that my ears rang from my own squealing.

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