Chapter Twenty-One

He flips me onto my stomach, then gets behind me. He pulls my hips up to him, positions himself, and slips inside me. I could feel him relax and let out a sigh of relief.

He started to move his hips forward and backward. He held onto my hips to push me out and pull me back to him to push deeper inside of me.

I couldn't contain myself, every time he rammed into me I let out the loudest noises. It seemed to fuel him, he began moving faster, ramming harder.

Then suddenly he pulled out and flipped me back over. He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me to him.

"I need to be inside you now." He growls.

"Patience." I say as I slowly climb onto his lap.

"No." He said, he almost seemed angry. "Not anymore."

He pulled me down to him and slipped back inside me.

"I was going crazy without feeling you, tasting you." He placed kisses on my chest and my breasts. He put his mouth around my breast and started biting my nipple. I tilted my head back as the pleasure washed over me.

He stopped playing with my nipples and started moving me up and slammed me back down. I wrapped my arms around him and got closer to him.

I started to move with him until I burst with pleasure again. Pins and needles flashed through my body. I clung to him as he kept going.

"Almost." He said in my ear.

When he finished he kissed me and held me close.

"Tell me you were going crazy too." He said and kissed my ear.

"I…I…" I say in a flustered tone.

He groaned. "It's ok. I know you want me and that's enough…for now." He kept placing kisses all over the top of my torso until I pulled away.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I-I'm hungry."

He chuckled. "We have been at it for a while. I'll have the servants bring us some fruit, cheese, and wine."

He gave me a final kiss then moved me off him onto the bed next to him. While he went to the door and yelled to the servants, I put on my night gown.

He put his pants on and walks over to me. He pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me, and groping me all over.

"Aidan." I say, in a slightly embarrassed tone.

"I know. But I can't get enough." He puts his chin in the crux of my neck and stands still a moment. He let out a small groan when the servant opened the door.

He let me go and we went to go eat. It was quiet at first as we ate but Aidan wanted to talk.

"You're quiet." He said.

"I'm starving." I said as I shoved food in my face.

He chuckled. "You'll need your strength."

"F-for? I-is twice not…"

"Oh." He said then reached out and touched my face. "Not at all."

My face grew red hot from his touch and I flinched.

"I thought I told you we would be in bed for two straight days." He teased.

"I-I didn't think y-you were serious. W-when is enough?"

He frowned a little. "Are you…not enjoying yourself?"

"I-I didn't say that."

"Then what are you saying?"

I swallowed the excessive saliva in my mouth.

"I um…I'm sore." I say in a sheepish tone.

He smiled slightly. "I'll get us a warm bath."

He went to the door and shouted out for the servants to bring us a bath. To protect my reputation, our reputation, Aidan had spread pigs' blood on the sheets for the servants to change when they brought the bath water. It was embarrassing, I looked away when they changed the sheets, but he said that's why cheap sheets were on the bed for our wedding night.

Once the servants were gone Aidan took off his pants and gingerly takes my nightgown off. He goes to pick me up, but I brush him off.

"I can do it." I jest.

"I know." He says and picks me up anyway. "But I like holding you."

He places me in the tub and gets in behind me. Water sloshed out of the tub as he sat down. The warm water seeped into my body, easing my irritated skin. I laid back on his chest and closed my eyes.

I felt him pull my body to his and move hair out of my face.

"Ari?" He said.

"Mhm." I moan, drowsiness already starting to take over my body.

"We're married now."

I smiled. "Yeah."

"That means we could wash each other." He whispered in my ear.

I bit my lower lip from nerves as I thought of it.

"You know that drives me crazy." He teased me.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him.

"I don't do it on purpose."

"I know. But still it tortures me."

I smile.

"That makes you happy?" He jests.

"N-no. But I-I do like to tease you a-a little."

A big smile broke out on his face.

"How am I supposed to let you sleep when you say something like that?"

"Why bathe if we're just going to get dirty again?" I joked.

He let out a playful laugh and kissed the top of my head.

"I always knew you were the girl of my dreams." He stood back up, catching me off guard.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Getting you dirty again." He said with a sly smile.

"Wh-what but-"

"No buts," He said and helped me to my feet.

"I-I."

"No arguing. I've waited six long years for our wedding night. I'm not stopping until day break."