Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 98745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Noble dried his chest and arms with his shirt, he had taken off so he could wash himself, as he entered the Great Hall. He had made use of one of the many barrels filled with rainwater to give himself a quick wash, not wanting to smell of sweat and death when he entered his bedchamber. He was exhausted from no sleep and should be ready to drop into bed, and yet…
He wanted nothing more than to couple with his wife. He knew he had the stamina, having found a willing woman after many a day long battle and enjoying a night with one, and a good sound sleep afterwards. This was different though, his wife was a virgin and though he did not think she would be reluctant, she probably would be somewhat hesitant, shy of being naked in front of him since he intended for her to be naked, not half-clothed like some women insisted on.
Patience, he thought as he climbed the stairs. He would need to take it slow, introduce her to what goes on between a man and a woman so she would feel comfortable with it… with him.
He dropped his damp shirt into the basket outside their bedchamber door, raked his fingers through his hair, took a fortifying breath and opened the door.
She stood in her nightdress in front of the low-burning hearth and turned quickly to look at him. His heart slammed against his chest; she looked like a wanton beauty. The red in her hair blazed like fiery flames and fell in a mass of disheveled waves around her head and over her shoulders, the neck ties of her nightdress lay open enough for him to spy the tops of her full breasts and her lips looked ripe for kissing. She stood staring at him, not moving, as if she were frozen in place.
He could see she knew what he intended, and he worried she was frightened. He reminded himself to be patient and he turned and closed the door. When he turned back around, his wife was stripping her night dress off, then she dropped it to the ground and looked as if she was not quite sure what to do next.
Noble didn’t hesitate, he started walking toward her, stripping his garments off as he went.
CHAPTER 16
Noble couldn’t take his eyes off his wife as he approached her. She was a rare beauty, her body perfectly sculpted in curves that he ached to touch. The flames in the hearth highlighted the red in her hair, making it appear as if the waves that fell around her face and over her shoulders to skim the tips of her puckered nipples looked to be ablaze, though not as fiery as the blaze of passion in her lovely green eyes.
“I know not what to do,” she confessed softly, staying as she was, a bit anxious yet eager to discover the intimacies between a husband and wife.
“I do,” he said, and his arm curled around the curve of her waist to draw her against him as he brought his lips down on hers.
His kiss did not demand, it coaxed her to join him in pleasure and she did. But it was not only the kiss she enjoyed but the feeling of his naked body against hers. There was a heat to it that drew her and made her want to explore every part of him, and his hard muscles reminded her of his strength and fierceness. But with the tender yet possessive way his arm remained firm around her waist, there was no doubting he was in command. And that was fine with her since she had no idea what to do, though whether it was passion or curiosity or both, she could not stop herself from stroking his chest. She even dared to let her hand wander over his muscles moving lower and lower until her fingers brushed along a nest of hair.
He halted their kiss, took a calming breath, and met her eyes with his. “Touch me anywhere and everywhere, wife, I welcome it, and know that all of me belongs to you now, just as all of you belongs to me.”
His remark left Leora feeling a bit empowered and as he settled his lips on hers once again, she continued exploring him, her hand resting on his manhood briefly before she removed it.
He hurried his lips off hers. “Do not stop. I enjoy your touch.”
She slipped her hand over his manhood again, reveling in its size and strength.
“It throbs,” she whispered.
“For you,” he said, lost in the pleasure of her inquisitive strokes.
“It is so large.”
“We will fit perfectly… I will make sure of it.”
His fierce confidence had her saying, “I trust you completely, Noble.”
Her complete faith in him and her innocent touches had him tilting his head back to release a groan of pleasure as her hand stroked under his manhood to cup his sac and weigh it gently in her hand before giving it a tender squeeze then slipping around his manhood to stroke it once again.