The King's Bedchamber

He frowned and pulled up his breeches in one quick movement as she collapsed at his side. He could see a flush spread from her cheeks down to her panting chest and he gathered her protectively to his side. Carefully, he eased her upon his lap - cradling her in his strong arms as he tugged the sheets around her shoulders.

Instead of speaking, he sat with her and rocked them gently. James mumbled soft Gaelic in her ear and smoothed her hair with one hand. He hushed away her tears with whispered words, his hand began to stroke her neck and back, offering Mary the comfort of his broad, warm chest.

His chest was a greater comfort than the bed itself. I relaxed fully into him the pain between my legs slowly going away as he rocked me like a child. I love you James. He would be a great father to our children was all I could think of.

"I love you," he whispered soothingly in reply, his lips against her tousled hair, "I'm sorry."

He kept her close to him, still running his hand over her back. He was nettled that he had allowed her to be hurt by him. He recalled her glossy eyes which had inspired such fiercely protective love in his heart. His passion had then mellowed into tender affection as he rocked her to and fro. He loved her entirely, greater than any woman he had ever known - greater than any friend or relative. He was bound to her and would do all he could to keep her safe, to love her and protect her.

Why are you sorry you did nothing wrong. I just wanted to know what it felt like. As he rocked me I sneaked a look up at him to see if he was dissapointed in me. His fatherly nature made me determined to try again.. another day perhaps.

He smiled gently as he saw her glance up to him, his dark eyes warm and sincere. Mary looked younger in his arms, her blue eyes glossy and tinged with a rosy hue from her tears.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, " he said reassuringly and brushed a few stray hairs from her forehead, "Never feel you need to do anything to...impress me - you needn't worry of that, Mary."

James would not have expected her to know certain bedroom tricks, she was noble by birth and nature. He did not resent her naivety, he respected it and her willingness to try different things was endearing. Yet, such was his affections for her - he would not rush or push her into anything. He would be gentle and they would learn - eventually - together. He knew that they were together frequently enough that they would have satisfied whispers of heirs and consummation of their marriage...there was no more rush - only calm in his arms.

I wrapped my arms around his back my head rested peacefully against his chest. I want to be adventurous between the sheets. I want to be a wife and a mistress to you, I long to learn what really makes you peak. I whispered with a hint of blush to my cheeks. I wanted to learn everything about James and not just in the bedroom.

He chuckled good naturedly, “You are my wife, love,” he replied and added, “And you are also my Queen.”

James believed she had no reason to assume that he was not pleased with how they were together. He had felt the familiar shudder of ecstasy every time he had lain with her and there was something as well - beyond physicality. Her gentleness different for him and welcomed. The slightest touch of her sledder fingers upon his cheek were a blessing, affection and true love with lust. He also had reason to believe that she was satisfied when they were together, he had enough knowledge to know what would make her shiver with lust.

“I should also learn what makes you peak,” he whispered coquettishly and tilted his head a little so his mouth caught the corner of her lips, "I am yours to command."

I beamed as my mind flashed back to our very first night together. I moved wrapping my legs back around him, my hands pressed firmly on his chest. That thing you did on our very first night together. I wasn't expecting it yet it was very welcomed. With my hands ruffling through his hair I kissed him hard forcing my tongue into his mouth. He made me feel so alive just by his words that I could climb mountains.

He kissed her back with a lusty sigh and ran his hands through her hair. Her lips were more determined than before, as if she wanted to know the taste of him. Her legs amorously wrapped around him, piqued his passions again and so he allowed himself to go on, leaning into her - her consent was the delicious noise she made as he gently bit her lip.  

Parting from her James slowly pulled away the sheet to reveal her bare flesh again, that was enough to have him hard again, "Then let me do it again, " he whispered and leaned over her - his breath choppy with lust. It was more of a question, still, he did not want her to be in pain.

Yes Was all I could say as my flower started to quiver in wonderful excitement. As long as you teach me how do please you as well. Those are my terms my love. I parted my legs sighing as I looked on at him.

He nodded in reply, his gaze intensely fixed upon her as he kissed her with the clarity and urgency of passion. Slowly, James then began to kiss her with an open mouth down her stomach, his tongue gently caressed her smooth skin.

Eventually he reached her inner thigh and looked up the length of her body to catch her gaze - a mischievous, boyish glint in his eyes. His hand caressed her belly and with the smallest of pressures he bit into her supple flesh, tasting the honey of her skin. He read the want of lust upon her face and following the direction of his own passions, he settled between her legs. He stroked the inside of her thighs and moved her legs to rest upon his muscular shoulders.

Then he kissed her sex, licking her folds which were already warm and inviting. He was not slow, quite determined to give her the greatest of pleasure. His mouth parted her as he began to use his fingers as well.

I let out a sigh as he kissed his way down my body. I was not so silent I wanted him to know just how much he pleased me. I tightened around his fingers, thrusting my hips against his fingers urging him to go deeper. Harder.. I pleaded as my knees pushed deeply into his neck.

He smirked and skimmed his mouth over the damp skin of her sex. Gently, he pushed his tongue in just a bit deeper and lapped gently along the inside of each lip, feeling her tense a little as he slowly moved to circle around her clit.


Her knees nudging into him caused him to let out a low moan, her confidence made his arousal grow even more.

My body felt as if it was laying in flowers, the petals falling against my skin causing me to giggle. I sat pushing him onto his back I allowed myself to fall onto him. With one hand pressed against his neck I slowly eased him within me. The warmth of him caused me to moan closing my eyes I tilted up my head to the ceiling. Uh James. With slow movements and heavy sighs that sounded like hissing, I rocked my hips against him bringing my hands to my breasts.

He grinned - a bright flash -  as she mounted him, gratified that she now moaned in pleasure. He could feel her tighten around him and so he too let out a deep groan, lower than her sweet whisper.

He held onto her hips, helping her ride him. At first they moved slowly, careful not to cause her discomfort. Then he moved his hands, leaving her to move independently and he could feel himself penetrate her deeper. His arms stretched upwards and he gently cupped her delicate breasts in his hands.

The pleasure felt out of this world like we were spinning on the clouds. Every time I thrusted against him I raised my hips up, allowing my thighs to slap against his each time. Just a litte I arched back wanting him more and more as the pleasure mounted.

James sighed as she rode him with increasing confidence. She seemed to have changed atop him as she arched her back. Mary had always seemed - to James - so gentle and fragile, yet now she was more assured and the way she moved in the candlelight illuminated her body, casting shadow and light upon her luminous skin.

James held onto her waist, his hold strong as he tipped his head into the bed as he was utterly consumed by lust.

I was blinded by our passion, noticing the pleasurable tickle of my core. The harder I thrusted my hips the more I felt my body giving in to the sweet release. I couldn't contain the excitement that stirred up inside me letting only James' name to leave my lips and no other sound. His well endowed manhood had my walls tumbling down one by one. I gripped his hands tightly the sense of vulnerability showing on my face with my release.

James opened his eyes a little and could not help but have a smirk tug mischievously at the corner of his lips. She grew bolder and he willingly allowed her to take over. He moved his hands to gentle caress her body, eventually reaching her breasts which he cupped tenderly until her hands found his.

Her whispers had developed into the sweetest of moans as she moved faster upon him, he could feel her engorge him and he let out the deepest of moans - releasing himself inside her. Their hands embraced for a few moments after, but he sat up, taking her face in his hands and kissed her lovingly - their breath choppy in their balmy embrace.

I held onto him letting myself linger for a few moments. You make me feel so alive. I let my teeth craze over his collarbone, as I lifted myself of his manhood. My petite lips wrapped themselfs around his soft manhood.

He was overcome with a strange light headedness, his lips curved into a slow victorious smile. He glanced down to and their eyes locked. She had a new haughty demeanour and he could almost anticipate her lips upon him before they were there. A demand spread from inside him as he mouth touched him, fiercer than usual and so much harder to ignore.

My hands found his hips as I outstretched my body before him. Was I doing it right? Did he feel any pain? With an unsure look I caught his eyes, they seemed rather pleased. I wrapped my lips harder around him, bringing my lips up and down slowly gently sucking on the most tender part. I let my hands cup his acorns my fingers gently squeezing them.

His head quickly shot up as she sucked harder on him, he looked at her for a moment before reclining back into the bed with a groan. A hot shiver crawled up his back and trickled down to where Mary was. James shut his eyes tightly - his hand gently touched her hair as he let out another moan.

I removed my lips placing myself back in his lap. Did I do things right. I went and poured myself a drink taking a long sip. How does a woman bring a man to his.. you know without having sex. Like any curious person I wanted to learn everything I could from him.

"Very much so," he replied with slightly broken breath and collected the sheets to gather atop his lap.

He leaned back on his elbows and glanced over to her as she collected a drink for herself. She was not tall but she walked with such grace that her limbs appeared elongated, her skin was flushed and almost dewy - her hair trickled down her back, ending in a compliment of curls.

He smiled discreetly to himself at her, with his smile growing surprised and playful at her question, "Well I suppose it is just...," he hesitated for a moment, unsure quite how to put it. Finally he concluded,"-technique."