En route to the manor, heavy rain fell down just like Henri claimed. Solene, as she rode her horse, threw a surprised look at him. She couldn’t shake off the feeling he had something to do with it. It was either he had freak weather-controlling powers or he had incredible foresight, but whichever the case, the rain didn’t bother her. As a matter of fact, she was happy with this development. She now had an even plausible excuse to strip herself naked in front of him and fast.
Quite a wild way for a virgin lady to think about, but what the heck…
Henri simply tossed her a secretive smile and ordered his stallion to gallop faster. She followed him, holding her reins harder. Despite the biting cold, the heat and desire in their bodies didn’t disappear. It was as effectively hot and fresh as it was before the rain poured.
Both were drenched when they reached the swimming pool. Henri led them to this area of the house as it was, as Charlie said, conveniently designed to provide swift access to their chamber.
Smoothly, he jumped down the stallion, strode to where Solene was, and lifted her out of her horse as if she didn’t weigh a thing.
Solene wrapped her legs around him like a wanton woman. She didn’t care if the staff witnessed such an action. Damn it, she had the license to act this way with her husband after all.
Supporting Solene with his arms, Henri angled his face up to meet her lips. Their tongues dueled again and this went on despite the continued heavy rain…
Despite the slippery path towards the stairs…
Despite the said stairs leading to their chamber difficult to maneuver since his eyes were trained on only her…
And despite, well, despite the many falling objects inside the chamber as they bumped into them all the way to their marriage bed.
Henri paused at the foot of the mattress and withdrew from their kiss.
“Clothes off, now,” he ordered like a seasoned master.
Solene automatically lowered herself down. In haste, she started undressing mimicking Henri’s movements when he donned off the gloves, his shirt, and his pants. Their clothes fell onto the ground with a wet splat sound, but neither bothered with the mess. Hell, they wanted to create an even greater mess on the bed specifically.
Henri finished with his boxers. When he straightened up, he was a majestic sight to behold. His cock fucking saluted.
Solene abruptly paused and gaped at the sight before her. Damn hell, he was a commando. How could such a man be so gifted in every way? It was unfair, but she was selfish to admit, she didn’t care. He was her husband. He was hers alone.
For a moment, she felt her core throb and throb again. She clenched her thighs and bit her bottom lip as a result.
Henri managed to control himself when he saw her virginal reaction. There were so many things he wanted to do to her, to her body, to her pussy, but knew he had to behave. He didn’t want to scare her away. He didn’t want to ruin their first formal night as husband and wife.
He reached for her when only her brassiere and underwear remained.
“I’ll take it from here, Solene,” he stated, brushing the bareness of her shoulder upwards until his hand cupped her face and he claimed her mouth.
When earlier, his kiss was passionate, hungry, and hasty, now it was still the same but definitely he was taking his time.
He was taking his time sucking the bottom of her lip…
He was taking his time unhooking her bra…
He was taking his time exploring her curves…
He was definitely taking his time undoing her…
Solene relished everything Henri did. He was setting the stage and doing it right, making her wet for him just like before and more… so much more especially knowing his cock, full and thick, was just a shy distance away from her.
When she moaned because his hands suddenly squeezed her breasts, this snapped Henri’s patience.
“Fuck,” he muttered, and just like that, he embraced her up and settled her down the mattress for the main event.
Solene instinctively spread her legs apart to accommodate him and he was happy to position himself there.
Stooping low, his mouth seized her lips again, taking time on stirring up her desire until he decided to treat her breasts with his tongue.
“Ohhh…” Solene breathed out as she felt the wondrous sensation. “Henri… god!”
Her cry earned a soft chuckle from him. “I’m not a god, Solene, but I could certainly become your king.”
She thought it was just a play on words, nothing big really, nothing suspicious, so she just dismissed it. “More, please,” she requested and her husband was happy enough to oblige.
While he heavily sucked her breasts, his hand snaked down her thigh. It moved even further inside her underwear, using his fingers to spread her folds apart. Like a man eager to please his wife, he rubbed her swollen bud, earning a sudden gasp from her, and then tortuously slipped his long finger in and out of her folds.
“Ohhh, Henri!” Solene cried out. The erotic sound that came out of her mouth was so new it surprised her.
She remembered their tryst last night and how he gave her that explosive feeling with his mouth. She wanted it again, oh yes, but feared she’d pass out the second time. She didn’t want that of course. She desired badly to feel him inside her.
“Faster, please!” she cried out whilst lifting her hips up when she felt the delicious increasing pressure on her belly.
Henri granted her wish. He rubbed and rubbed her as fast as he could and sucked and licked and bit her nipples as hungrily as he could.
“Oh… my… oh my… ahhh!” Solene’s eyes rolled back when her orgasm hit her. She rode it well and rode it hard awarding Henri a delighted erotic face.
He enjoyed watching her cum. It was a perfect picture to capture. But there was no denying he’d love to cum together with her.
And inside her preferably.
So with that in mind, he continued his assault on her pussy but now, he pulled her underwear out and replaced his fingers with his cock.
“Solene, I’m going to claim you now,” he thoughtfully informed as he positioned the blunt tip at her entrance.
In a panting mess and still riding her wave of ecstasy, Solene weakly nodded. “Yes, I’m ready, Henri.”
With this encouragement, he proceeded to kiss her again, made love with her mouth before he did the same with their sexes.
Solene felt his cock enter her with one smooth push. Tales of having a woman’s virginity taken away in a painful manner entertained her mind and thus she expected this same pain of union to come soon, but it didn’t. It actually didn’t.
In fact, the feeling was so good, so full it made her arch her back and shout on top of her lungs.
“Ahhh!”
“Solene, I promised pleasure…” he grunted above her, “and pleasure is what you’ll get.” His jaw and forehead tensed whilst feeling it, her tightness and wetness, yes, and it sent his mind reeling, asking for more, becoming already addicted to more.
She clutched his shoulders to steady herself as he started rocking, pumping, and damn hitting her G-spot where her pleasure thrived.
“Henri! Henri!” she kept crying out.
His left hand returned to her thigh and palmed the ankh tattoo. Once again, she felt as if something in the drawing was switched on. It started to throb upwards going straight to her core. It added a delightful sensation inside her walls and it was certainly drawing out more juices from her.
Henri squeezed one breast, stooped low, and eagerly sucked it. This dragged a gasp of surprise from her.
“Ye… s,” she whimpered. “Yes!”
With everything in perfect sync, finally, they reached the peak. Solene came the second time with a force so earth-shattering she thought the ground indeed crumbled. She stilled, gripped the sheets for support, and shouted her orgasm out.
Henri followed her less than a second later. He clenched his teeth, grunted hard, pumped harder and faster until his load blew inside her.
“Hrgmh!” was all his mind could form at the moment. Solene was sure though this was a sound of pleasure.
Panting and both in a state of euphoria, Henri and Solene locked gazes. They were wordless for a moment. Soul connecting with another soul. Two bodies in one.
To Solene, something inside her stirred. She couldn’t really pinpoint it just yet, but it was there, creating chaos and order inside her heart.
“Do.. don’t worry, I’m on the pill,” she suddenly blurted out, tossing that divine stirring at the back of her mind.
Henri chuckled at this. He waited a beat before repositioning himself beside her. “Yes, I know you are,” he replied. “But getting you pregnant sure is an exciting notion, Solene. Just not today or in the near future. I just want you for myself. I’ve waited too long. Too damn long.”
His mouth met hers again, multiplying the swelling of her lips and the sparks all over her skin. He was such a damn good kisser—a good teacher—she could well learn his skills in just a day or two.
When they withdrew for air, she decided to point out specifics of her experience earlier.
“Did you do something to me?” she asked, “I couldn’t feel the pain when you… uh….”
“Yes,” he simply answered, giving her a gentle look. “I’m known in the family to take any pain away in the mind and body, Solene. It would be such a waste if I wouldn’t do that to you when I took your virginity away.”
Her face blushed a bright red hearing it.
“It’s another one of your abilities, huh?”
“Yes, you can call it like that,” Henri nodded.
“I like it. I really do.” She awarded him a smile, one that was sweet and heart-stopping.
Henri, groaning, all of a sudden returned to hover above her, one hand cupped her breast while the other supported his weight.
“I want to explore you more, Solene,” he declared, his eyes filling with desire once again.
Solene placed her hands in between them and touched his hard chest.
“I want to explore you too,” she offered and then tried to get up but Henri stopped her.
“No, not now, my wife,” he shook his head and grinned. “Tonight, your first night, I want to shower you with everything. Just lay there and be a good queen for me.”
“This is not my first night, Henri, but my second,” she corrected. “And you… well, you already made your point last night. You have a deadly mouth. I don’t want to faint again. I want to relish this moment with you.”
“Ah, such commendable words, Solene…” he caressed her face and ran his fingertip along her lips, “but worry not, we have the entire night to get to know each other.”