Thomas Seymour's bedchamber

Catherine's eyes widened as she took in the sight of a male's fully naked body. She had never before seen the sight. The power, the size, the overwhelming maleness of him. Gazing now at Thomas's lean body, she felt her own body tightening in response, and she felt the urge to touch every part of him. As she heard his words, she smiled, gazing back into his eyes with pure love and trust.

And I love you, Thomas.

His lips touch hers again and Catherine kissed back, matching his passion and desire. It was wildly exciting to kiss him like this, their naked skins pressed together. She could feel the hard, insistent pulse of his need against her, and the heat between her legs throbbed in response, seeming to flower and open eagerly.

Thomas knew it was now the hour for him to make her his own. He gently lifted her to the bed and laid beside her as he let his hand wander freely about her body. He began by running the tips of his fingers up and down the curves of her body feeling the softness of her skin, her body was like none he had ever seen before, she was more like a goddess. He continued moving his hands until he reached her thighs, he gently opened them and slowly reached in feeling her warm moistness. He moved his fingers deeper as he kissed her neck up to the back of her ear whispering "I want you so bad" he said as he used his other hand to cup her breast.

Catherine shivered in response as his fingertips touched her skin so lightly and delicately that it was as if a feather had brushed over her. The pulse within her deepened, her skin tightening and prickling with need as his fingers reached most secretive part of her. Moisture flooded between her legs, embarrassing her, and she ached seeking more.

'' Oh God, Thomas!''

She said in a feverish whisper when his fingers moved deeper, and her fingers clenched in the coverlet beneath her while she wrapped her other hand around him, bringing him closer to her.

''Take me... Make me yours tonight please.''

Catherine whispered as she kissed him feverishly. She would never have dreamed that she could feel so much, want so much, that passion could build in her until it was a white—hot flame.

At the recognition of her words he moved his body between her legs and entered her feeling her tightness wrap around him like glove. He pushed into slowly at first as to make sure he wasn't hurting her "Are you alright, am I hurting you?" he asked concerned for her instead of himself.

She welcomed the slight burn of his entry, the way the tiny bit of pain spread into the pleasure, widening it until her whole body was flooded and she bit down her lip to muffle her scream. As she heard his voice Catherine opened her eyes to look into his, and in that moment she felt a part of him.

No... I'm fine.

She replied softly, and very gently raised her hand to his face, caressing it lovingly with her soft hands and brought his head down to meet her parted lips.

Thomas returned her kiss as he felt her open up like a flower for him as he thrusted between her thighs feeling her walls collide on to him, he was almost satisfied being inside her but wanted this moment to last as long as possible.

The slow, steady thrusts made her heart race, seducing her to new and insatiable desires. Now they were joined in every way possible, and her body and soul opened to him like cracks in the desert rock, letting in the sun and wind. Catherine learned quickly this new dance from his lead. How her hips could rise and fall with him, her hands skimming along his firm buttocks and finally tangling in his hair, anchoring him ever close.

I  love having you inside me.

She murmured as she pressed her lips to the side of his neck and felt his pulse race. Pleasure like she'd never known surged through her and she  wrapped her legs tightly around him, meeting him thrust for thrust, falling into unknown rhythm like a song to a lark.

Thomas slowed his pace as he kissed down her neck down to her shoulder. "Being inside you is heaven" he replied as he kissed her lips hard then repeated his thrusts fastly now concentrating more on what he was doing he pulled one of her legs above his shoulder as to get more leverage.

She shivered, lost in the ecstasy of belonging, really belonging, in his arms. His kisses made her ache with wanting more, wanting everything he had to give her, and knowing it would be enough for a lifetime. Her nails digging into his shoulder as she cried out, spiraling into the sweet abyss when he pulled one of her legs above his shoulder and plunged deeper inside her willing body. And all she could think of, all she could feel was him and she locked eyes with his, feeling at that moment as if they were one body and one soul.

As Thomas continued to move inside her he felt a connection with her that he had never felt with another person and in that moment he knew he had found his soul mate, the woman he was meant to be with for the rest of his days. Breathing hard he re-focused on his movements, thrusting hard and deep as he felt his climax fast approach. His member throbbed, heart beat rapidly then he spurt his warm seed into her having the most intense orgasm of his life and hoping he satisfied her in the same way.

As he intensified the pace and Catherine fell back, crying his name as a sweet feeling of euphoria poured from her fingers and toes. She could feel his member pulsing deep inside her, and she gasped as each gush of his warm seed emptied into her. She had never had such a feeling of contentment in her life. He made her feel complete. She felt as if she somehow shared a little piece of Thomas's soul. Smiling she kissed his neck then his lips enjoying in every single minute they shared.

Thomas laid back on the bed and placed his arm above his brow as he tried to catch his breath, then looked over at her, she looked radiant. "Are you alright my love?" he asked hoping she was just trying to catch her breath.

While she was still shaking and trying to catch her breath, she heard his voice and turned her woozy head to look at him.

Yes,

Came her softy reply and she shifted a little closer to him seeking his warmth.

That was... wonderful!

She said as her eyes shone with pleasure and her lips curled into bright smile.

Thomas pulled Cathy closer to him nuzzling at her neck which intoxicated him with the sweetest smell. "I was worried for a second that you were hurt. Are you merely shaking with pleasure." Thomas grabbed a sheet pulling it over their naked bodies.

Smiling ever so slightly, she snuggled deeper into Thomas's arms and rested her head on his shoulder. It felt so right, being here with him like this— he felt so right.  It felt so good, right where she belonged.

No... I'm not hurt.

She tilted her face up to look at him and smiled.

Yes... It's like I am no longer on the bed, but floating in thin air—experiencing feelings of bliss that I have never experienced before.

Catherine replied while the slight blush covered her cheeks, and she hoped her words didn't sound silly.

Thomas noticed her blushing shyly, he turned her face towards him. "Why do you blush my Cathy. You and I share no secrets as we are of the same mind. You Catherine Earnshaw are an angel, cast down from heaven in a bid to change my ways." It was true Thomas was secretly tired of going from one woman to another with no real connection at all. But alas he had found what his heart most truly wanted and she was laying right beside him.

Catherine smiled with his words, her heart beating like the wings of a humming bird.

I love you so much, Thomas.

She said as she reached and claimed his lips in a  passionate kiss.

Thomas groaned as she kissed him with such strong lips. Slowly he moved on top of her, his hand tracing down her curves as his grabbed her firmly by the hips. He let his mind become empty as their tongues entwined as one gently moving together. As their kiss ended Thomas wrapped her arms around him as he rested his head against hers. "I was thinking my sweet Cathy that you never really got to speak much with my mother at Elizabeth's wedding. Apart from you she is the only other woman I hold dear. Would you like to come and visit Wolfhull to see where this loveable rogue grew up." Thomas smiled as his fingers traced over her ribs only to tickle her.

She wrapped her hands around him as he moved on top of her, holding him close to her.

I'd like very much to visit the place where you grown up, and to get to know your mother better.

She said, wishing nothing more than to get along well with Thomas's mother and to be accepted by her.

"Their is one thing you should perhaps know about my family." Thomas sighed heavily his farther had brought great shame upon their family name. "My farther John had an affair with Catherine Fillol! First wife to my brother Edward. My farther and Catherine had a child called John but we never seem him and neither does my farther for respect of our mother."

Catherine listened him in shock as he reveled his family secret, then composed herself and place her hand on his cheek gently, making him to look at her.

It surely had been a hard time for your family. But this secret didn't scare me. One mistake from your father a long ago, which I'm sure he regrets, shall not change my mind of meeting and getting to know better your family, or to make me love you less.

She said in all honestly. She loved Thomas so very much, and nothing could ever break the love she held for him in her heart.

Thomas was very glad to have met Catherine. Nothing seemed to phase her at all and he liked that in a woman. Thomas started to roll a lock of her hair in his fingers. "Oh sweetheart, I am not trying to put you of. In fact I was thinking my dove. That maybe we could marry this Christmas tide."

She was kind of surprised by his suggestion, but quickly smiled at the thought of being his wife.

I wish nothing more than to be married to you, but maybe we shouldn't rush things, after all your family still didn't accept me.''

"I'm not rushing things, I don't want people to think that you are just passing by in my life because you aren't." Thomas was surprised too! He thought that marriage to him was what she wanted it was always hard to tell with women. Thomas just slumped down into the bed his arm wrapped firmly around her. "Any time you are ready just let me know dear."

Propping herself up on her elbow, she looked down at Thomas. With a contented smile, she raised her hand and touched his face gently.

Well, I don't care what others think. I know how you feel about me, and for me that is only thing that matters.

She said, kissing his lips softly.

I'm more than ready to marry you, I just don't wish to cause a problem between you and your family.