Queen Of My Heart (5 page)

I grabbed my sword and jumped to the other side of the bed away from the door in one motion at the sound of the threat. The door had been thrown against the wall forcefully startling me into action. The castle was under attack it seemed. It's rather telling that my first thought was for her safety...

"Cur, rotted fruit of a corrupted vine." My little flower petal flew at me sword held high and murder in her eyes. "For the love of...Rhiannon whatever has gotten into you now?" As if I didn't know.

"I'm not going anywhere with you you cad."

"Yes, you are." I sidestepped her thrust and parry, deflecting her sword.

"Stop this nonsense before you hurt yourself."

"Me get hurt, I think not."

"You know you cannot stay here you must return home with me."

"I will not go where I'm not wanted, and I damn sure won't share you with your courtesan."

"She is not my anything, how often must I say this? A mistake was made, one that I mean to correct upon our return but there’s nothing more to be done for it now.”

"Lies all lies, she told me herself. She took great joy in telling me every time you went to her bed while you refused mine, argh." I barely escaped with my guts intact that time. I don't want to harm her but neither did I want to be hurt. Her words cut me to the quick, that she had believed these lies all this time, that they'd been uttered in her presence was a blow to me. I would never have wanted for her to suffer such a thing to her young heart. Lie or no, they were words meant to hurt. Someone would pay and pay dearly for causing her this added hurt but first I had to deal with my harridan.

"Maybe we should put the swords away and talk?"

She stopped long enough to glare at me.

"Now you want to talk, why didn't you talk when you cast me out?"

"Again with this, I have said I was sorry what more do you want from me? I made a mistake, I came here to rectify it, my enemies are even now amassing an army to attack my holdings and instead of being at home seeing to my defense I am here with you, now stop this at once."

"You made a mistake, would you mind telling me what that mistake was?"

"What, what do you mean?"

"I mean you dolt, why was I cast aside, what mistake did you make?"

"But you were told..."

"No never, I was never given the chance to defend myself against whatever the accusation. That she devil only told me that you renounced me and that you wanted me gone anon."

"What she devil? I sent my man with the news."

"Well your...light skirt was the one to tell me. Have you any idea of the hurt that caused me, or was that your intent?"

"Never I would never have done such a thing no matter that I thought you’d betrayed me."

"Betrayed you, what say you?"

"Never mind that now, we're past that, will you come home with me?"

"We're past..." She was back to fighting again.

"Enough of this." I knocked the sword from her hand and pulled her down to the bed beneath me.

"Stop this queen Rhiannon, what's done is done we can't go back and change it but we shouldn't make it worse by letting this go on. Whatever hurt was caused I will fix it, I will get to the bottom of it and deal with the ones responsible but I will not leave here without you."

"My father is going to have the union annulled at my request, the church will allow this since we've never consummated our vows." She blushed as she said the words and I saw shame there. Yet another mistake wrong left for me to correct. But what is she saying?

"I would never allow such a thing." My heart fairly beat out of my chest at her words, annulment, never. She would never leave me I won't allow it.

"Think you I care?" She was breathing hard and erratically, in her eyes I didn't see the hate she wanted me to believe she bore me, instead I saw hurt and sadness. A sadness that tore at my heart.

"I know not how often I can say this, I'm sorry I doubted you, I'm sorry I set you aside but I will not let you go. You are mine for now and always no one else shall have what's mine, never. Those few weeks we had together, did you not feel even a little for me? I felt for you, I think I fell in love with you walking in the moonlight, please don't make us both pay for my one stupid mistake for the rest of our lives."

"Why should I trust you? You made promises before but they were all broken and for what, so you could have her? Why didn't you just marry her in the first place, because you needed an alliance with my father and his people? I'm nothing but a pawn..." She fair spat the words at me with all the venom she could muster it seemed. If only there was time to resolve all these issues here and now, but there wasn’t. I’d already wasted too many days away from my kingdom. Leaving my people under threat so as to handle this, but since she refused to see reason there was only one course left to me.

"I've tried to reason with you but I can see there's no reasoning with you. Since you think an annulment is your escape let's just take care of that right now."

"What, what're you doing?"

"What I should've done long ago." I tore her chemise down the middle as she stared at me in shocked silence. Then the joke was on me, as I too was struck dumb by the beauty of her bountiful breasts.

"Heavenly saints above you're magnificent." I couldn't help myself even if I wanted to; I'd meant to take her by force yes as distasteful as the thought was, but the sight of her creamy luscious flesh made me rethink that. Instead I wanted, no needed to take my time and treat her like the precious gift that she was. To give her the wedding night she never had but so richly deserved.

She stared up at me as my eyes feasted; so beautiful, so soft. And all mine now and forever.

"Right or wrong I mean to have you now Rhiannon." She screamed some very imaginative invectives at me as I bit softly into one of her plump mounds until the nipple popped into my mouth. She couldn’t hide the flush of her body or the soft sigh that escaped her lips. Lips that I yearned to taste once more. It had been too long since I’d drank from her lips.

Tonight, I meant to have her, all of her. Maybe what I’d seen as patience and caring in letting her hold onto her virginity until she was willing to accept me as her husband in every sense of the word had worked against us. I will put an end to that now. She believed I preferred another, I will show her this night that she was the only one who enflamed my blood. The only one since I first laid eyes upon her to make my cock come to life.

Sweet, her taste on my tongue was like ambrosia, the feel of her flesh under my hands and mouth brought great pleasure. Lifting my head away from her I gazed once more at her beauty.

"If I'd gotten even a hint of the beauty hidden beneath your garb I would've taken you long ago."

"It's just flesh, one body is as good as another." Her voice was a cross between sulky and needy.

"No Rhiannon's that's where you're wrong, knowing that you're mine, all of you, makes it that much sweeter."

I didn't give her time to argue but took her lips in a searing kiss; there's something to be said for stealing a kiss from a spitting wildcat. "Cease." She stopped her futile struggles and fumed up at me. I'm sure she'd try to do me in if I laughed right now but the look of petulance on her face was almost comical. Pressing my hard cock into her cunt beneath her night shift I reveled in the sound of need that escaped her.

"Give me your tongue, do you not remember our kisses shared under the starlit skies? Have you any idea how hard it was to take you back to your rooms and walk away every night? Never again. When I get you back to my home where you belong things will be very different. All that fire you have, I can't wait to take you, all of you." I felt the increased pace of her heartbeat beneath my hand as my words worked perfectly to fire her imagination.

 When I took her lips again, my hand holding her jaw still she tried holding back her tongue but I drew it forth with mine while I cupped her magnificent tit with my other hand. Dragging my lips away from hers I kissed my way down her body until once again her plump nipple was in my warm mouth. I used my teeth to tease and torment that delicious morsel until see was writhing beneath me. I trailed a path down her body with my fingers until they covered her heat under her skirts; her soft curls tickled my palm as I sought out her hidden folds with my fingertips. With one strong pull on her nipple I felt her essence seep into my hand even as she cried out from the pleasure of my mouth suckling her even as my finger worked her cunt folds.

I teased her tight entrance until I got the first knuckle inside. The double onslaught had her writhing in heat as she arched her back forcing her breast deeper into my mouth as I fucked her with the tip of my finger. Her legs, which had been stiff in her resistance, now fell listlessly apart as I forced my finger ever so gently deeper inside her. I couldn't wait to feel that tight wetness around my cock but I would prepare her first.

Her opening was so small it gave me pause for the briefest of moments but I had no doubt that if I took my time with her she would have no trouble taking me. Hopefully I would make it through the foreplay without spilling my seed like a green lad but it might be a close call. Had I known she was this sweet I could never have stayed away for as long as I had. All those weeks of denying myself, going out on raids to cool the fever in my blood brought on by her nearness. Only to have come close to losing her, to never knowing the treasure that I’d held and cast off so carelessly.

I used my free hand to fumble with the lacings of my braies, freeing my raging rod which refused to be confined a minute longer. I couldn't resist rubbing the swollen head of it against her thigh before settling between her splayed legs. Without warning I released her tit from the confines of my hungry mouth and worked my way down to her cunt where I buried my tongue lapping up all that sweet cream that she'd made just for me.

"Ohhh..." Her body’s natural instinct had her grabbing fistfuls of my hair in her hands as she lifted her hips into my mouth seeking more. My tongue was a merciless weapon as I dug in deep forging past her tightness until I felt her hymen at the tip of my tongue. I licked against it gently before pulling back to nibble softly on her little button that was barely peaking out from beneath its hood. Her juices never stopped flowing into me, never have I ever tasted nectar so sweet. I wanted to devour her, but not as much as I wanted to fuck her with my cock that ached and strained to get inside her.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath praying for patience. I wanted to plunge into her sweetness over and over again until this fire was sated but that was for another time. Tonight, I must cherish her innocence and take her with care, though it may be the death of me this waiting. I took my sweet time eating away at her until her juices covered my lower face and her whole body had gone limp. Her little love button was now swollen and soft, sensitive to my touch, she cried out as I sucked it into my mouth before licking deep into her one last time.

Rising above her, my legs keeping hers open, I looked down between us as I held her plump ass cheeks in my hands. Her night shift rucked up around her hips, her breasts bared for my attention and her lips red and swollen from my kisses. “I take thee lady Rhiannon as mine now and forever.” I growled the bonding words even as I lifted her to meet my thrust as I aimed to breech her swiftly.

"Ow." She bucked against me as I tore through her innocence. I held still even as I waited for my racing heart to settle. Her sweet tightness clutched at me, holding me deep within her walls as my cock thumped and throbbed with need.

"Ssh, ssh it's okay my love, it's okay." Soft gentle kisses planted along her beautiful face helped to calm her as I called on all my inner strength to keep still. I was in, in the hottest, tightest, sweetest place I'd ever been, but I wasn't prepared for the overwhelming feelings of love and possessiveness that assailed me. She laid me bare; heart, mind and soul. In that moment everything that I am and will ever be belonged solely to her.

 I looked upon her with wonder as she looked back at me with a slight sheen of tears from the pain she suffered at the lost of her maidenhead, but also there was a look of amazement and the adoration she'd once bore me. Would only that it would remain, that we could erase these last weeks of discord and return to what we once had. Clasping her face between my hands I brought my body down to hers so I could feel all of her and she me.

 "You feel it too, do you really want to give this up love, wouldn't it be counted as a sin?" I finally started a slow in and out slide into her as she closed her eyes in surrender. Her limbs wrapped around me as she moved beneath me, her body learning the dance of love. For hours we stayed locked together as she seemed hungry for my cock. “You’re not too sore wife you’re sure?” She’d nibbled my chin and neck after I’d asked her that while clenching her well used cunt around my cock. That had been her answer each time I’d asked, and each time I’d taken her again and again well into the night. Until both exhausted we’d fallen away from each other, my queen into the sweet surrender of sleep, and I to watch over her if only for a little while longer.

She was as sweet as the morning dew and I gave thanks that I had not been too late and the damage not too great to win her back. Maybe now I had tamed her with my cock I can have the sweet adoring angel back, though I wouldn’t mind bedding the hellcat on occasion. I felt the lingering sting of her nails along my back and smiled secretly. Maybe there will be a little bit of both in the bedchamber after all. I finally closed my eyes in slumber after a final kiss to her brow. “Sleep my queen and know that you are treasured above all women.”

Chapter 8

She's as stubborn as a pigheaded mule. That's why even now she's laying crosswise over my lap atop my steed as she screams obscenities at my head and the head of our unborn children. Her poor father was positively mortified as my entourage looked on fighting their laughter, as they knew they'd feel the flat of my sword against their backsides if I should see even one glimmer of teeth.