Dahlia stood looking at her reflection. She was shaking uncontrollably; her eyes were becoming swollen from her crying. Her button nose was red. "How do people do this?" She whispered through her trembling lips as she wiped the tears away. Her sheer nightgown was almost transparent; she quickly put her long hair down to cover her breasts.
A knock came from the door. Dahlia ran into the bed to cover her exposed body. She brought the blanket to her chin. Her body trembled; her chest rose and fell as she took deep strong breaths. Dahlia thought she was going to throw up from the anticipation. The doors opened and she could hear deep heavy footprints coming her way. Dahlia wanted to start begging him to be gentle with her. Fear of the unknown. She shut her eyes as hard as she could when she heard the footsteps stop. Was he going to drag her out of the bed and punish her?
Dahlia looks up to see Alaric undressing. She let out a gasp. She has never seen a man's naked body. His body molded by the gods. Her gazed ran thru his body, landing on his large man hood. She felt heat radiating within her. "What is this?" Dahlia thought to herself.
Alaric lends down to hover above Dahlia. Once she realized this, she scooted away from him. Alaric stood up and glared at her. "Do you want this? I am not going to force myself on you Dahlia." Alaric's voice was low and deep; it sent chills down her body.
Dahlia quickly sat up on her legs, her chest rising and falling from her deep breathing. She looked up at Alaric's. "I do not know how to please a man." She whispered so low she could not even hear herself.
Alaric let out a deep chuckle, "is that so?" He told Dahlia before hovering over her. Now he is only inches from her face. Dahlia bit her lower lip. Alaric's black eyes zone in on her lips then back to her frosty eyes. His rough hand that was more than twice the size of hers brushed his thumb over her bottom lip. "Undress and get on your back." He growled at her.
Alaric sat on the bed watching Dahlia get up from the bed, his back lending against the headboard. Her face was on fire with embarrassment. She just stood there. Pulling her hair forward to help cover herself a bit before pulling down her gown.
She slowly slid the straps down her shoulders; the loose fitted gown fell in one motion around her ankles. Alaric let out a moan while watching her undress. His eyes were looking straight at her breasts, "pull your hair back" he demanded. She did as she was told. Her light pink nipples were cold and pointy, slowly getting on the bed and pressing her warm back on top of the cold sheets.
Alaric without hesitation climbed on top of her. Their eyes locked in; Alaric crashed his lip onto hers. Dahlia can feel Alaric separating her legs with his knees before positioning his core in between them. Alaric moved from her mouth to her neck. "When you are this incredibly beautiful. Your presence is enough to please me." He then licked her light pink nipple before putting it into his mouth. "Ah!" She moaned.
Dahlia could not grasp what was happening. Alaric kisses left a wet trail down to her belly button. Alaric ran his hands over her sides down to her hips leaving a trail of fire. He continued down to her bottom and stopped be-hide her knees. Bending her knees and pushing her knees towards her chest. Exposing her most intimate parts, Dahlia spring her legs back down.
Alaric forcefully grabbed her knees and brought them back to her chest spreading them apart. Dahlia could feel the breeze through her core. She was humiliated, "keep your legs up!" Alaric growled out at her, Dahlia obeyed him by holding the back of her thighs, closing her eyes shut trying to control her breathing.
Dahlia snapped her eyes open when she felt something wet hit her core. Alaric was inches away from her core with a trail of saliva from her core to his mouth. Alaric, not taking his eyes from her, he sat up positioning himself in between her core. Dahlia could not take her eyes off the action Alaric was doing to himself while he watched her. He strokes himself faster, "seeing you like this." He moans. He then places his manhood on top of her core and starts to rub his head back and forth. Dahlia shot her head back in shock, her mouth gap opens from her moans. "Seeing your love button," he moans while he goes faster. Dahlia's eyes lock on to his dark eyes.
Dahlia never experienced anything like this, what was he doing to her? She ends up letting go of one of her thighs to push Alaric away from her core. The sensation was building, and she feared what would happen to her. "Oh! Ah. Please st- "Dahlia couldn't say much thru her moans. In one swish motion Alaric started to insert himself in her, her body reaching new heights of pleasure.
Dahlia shut her eyes and froze. Bliss filled her body! She let out a loud moan in pleasure while throwing her head back. But that didn't last long before that pleasure turned into pain. Her core felt a dull pain, a burning sensation. She gasped out in pain and the tears filled her eyes. Alaric grabbed onto her hips holding her still.
Dahlia stayed still on the bed, she tried not to move, not to breathe. Another one inch goes in, the burning sensation continues. She held in her cries of pain, but her tears poured out. She was tense and scared.
"Relax, I'm going as slow as I can." Alaric lends down to wipe her tears away. "It will get better in time" he pushes himself deeper inside.
Dahlia couldn't handle this torture anymore. She wanted that pain just to stop. She grabbed onto one of Alaric hands that was holding onto her hip and placed her other hand on his steel chest. Dahlia was trying to free herself from the pain. Alaric grabbed Dahlias hand that was on his chest and placed it above her head, overpowering her then completely thrusting into her. Alaric, began to rock his hips into her. "God dam it!" Alaric grunted.
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"Lady Draven, you must get up."
Dahlia snapped up from the bed. 'Was it a dream?' She thought. 'It wasn't', Dahlia was incredibly sore. She quickly scanned the room; Alaric was no longer in there. Slowly rising from the bed, she could feel the soreness on her hips from Alaric's grasp.
"Lady Draven, I must prepare you for departure." Jessica told her while helping Dahlia get out of bed. Dahlia moaned in pain, still exhausted from the intense night she had had with Alaric.
"Jessica, I'm aching." Dahlia said while pulling up the sheets to look at her lower body. She gasps in shock. There was blood on the bed. "Jessica! Th-there's blood on the bed!" Dahlia panicked.
Jessica quickly looks to where Dahlia is pointing. She lets out a sign of relief, "My Lady, it is completely normal for your first time."
Dahlia walked over to the hot steaming bath, slowly sliding into the water. Her body reacts to the hot water. The warmth of the bath made her body relax. Jessica began washing her hair, the lavender scent soap filled her nose. The bath was quiet, the sound of the water falling from Dahlia's hair filled the room. Dahlia could not keep her eyes open. She was exhausted. "Jessica where is Alaric?"
"Sir Alaric is waiting for you in the yard."
Dahlia stood up from the bathtub and made her way to a large mirror to examine her body. Love bites scatter her neck down to her breasts. She did not feel pain, but the sight will say differently.
"I will not be a puppet." Something snapped in her.
"I'm exhausted of being perfect. Just not to be enough."
"There is no loss, but just to gain."
"To be free."
"To be loved."
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Alaric stood by the carriage holding a handout to help Dahlia get into the carriage. Dahlia purposely avoided eye contact with him. She was angry. And she knew she was being childish, but that did not stop her. Even if it was towards her husband, Alaric Draven.
"Dahlia." Alaric started but Dahlia rudely cut him off.
"I'm exhausted please close the door." she said as she entered the carriage. Alaric slammed the carriage door shut. Dahlia let out a deep breath, she wasn't lying when she said she was exhausted. It was past midnight when Alaric wanted to leave.
The carriage started to move, and Alaric didn't return. She didn't mind that she was enjoying her privacy. Which was rare that at the castle there was always someone with her. She took off her shoes and laid down on the seat before she drifted to sleep.
When Dahlia woke the sun was gleaming through the carriage. She wondered if they even stopped for the night. "Did they continue all through the night? the poor knights" she thought. She looked through the carriage window; she gasped in shock all she could see was the sea! At that moment she knew they kept going through the whole night. She wanted to take it all in. She quickly knocked on the window.
"Halt!" A shout came from a knight. Dahlia quickly fastens her shoes. The carriage door swung open to reveal Alaric. Dahlia couldn't read his facial expression. He looked to be frowning with annoyance.
"What is it?" His deep voice boomed through the carriage. Causing Dahlia to feel foolish to even request the stop.
"I need a stretch." she demanded. Not once looking at him. She could feel his eyes burning over to her. She turns to meet his gaze. That was the same gaze he had had the night before. 'Seeing you like this. Seeing your love button' she thought back to what he told her. The memories flood back causing her to blush. "Excuse me." Dahlia demanded as she made her way out of the carriage.
"Let's take a rest!" Alaric yelled to his fellow knights. Alaric turned his attention back to Dahlia. "I'll be walking with you." He followed right beside her. The ocean breeze was salty and cold. The sounds of the waves made Dahlia smile. She has only ever seen the ocean once from afar. Her childish side wanted to come out and explore. Would it be unladylike to take her shoes off to feel the sand or to chase the waves. She let out a sigh. Dahlia knew if it was just her, she would do that exactly. "You and I are husband and wife. This marriage can be heaven or hell– "Dahlia cut Alaric off.
"How can this marriage be heaven?" She snapped. She turns to meet his onyx eyes. "Or better yet what will make this marriage heaven for you?" Alaric glared at her. Dahlia was not giving him an opportunity to speak. "You would want a quite submissive woman who waits for you every night with her legs spread open" she spat out.
She took a step back as soon as the words left her mouth. Dahlia could not believe what came out of her mouth. Shocked by her own words, Dahlia covered her mouth with her hand. She crossed the line.
Alaric grabs Dahlia by the back of the neck and pulls her inches from his serious face. "I don't expect anything from you but loyalty to her husband!" He lends to her ear, "and at night you will be willingly to do it" he smirked at Dahlias blushing face. Dahlia pulled away.
"Willingly!? You must have gone mad. Who in their right minds would want to do that! It was extremely painful." She spat out. Alaric burst into laughter. What was so funny? Her pain is funny? "I'm done here" Dahlia said before turning away from him. "You really find my pain amusing!" She said while turning back to face him. Tears now ran down her face. "Do you know how humiliating and vulnerable I had to be? I wanted my first time to be special, not to be treated as a concubine! But that's the price I must pay for being the woman married to you!" Dahlia wiped away her tear quickly.
Alaric took a step forward to grabbed her face. "You will never be a concubine. You are my wife, if you ever don't want to sleep together so be it. I will grant you that. Last night." He pulled away from her to look towards the ocean. He was blushing too shy to meet her gaze. "You are just so beautiful. And. It was very pleasing to see you..." he trailed off thinking about that night. He let out a groan. He turns back to face Dahlia, "I promise you it will get better. I will be as gentle as I physically can." He said before reaching towards her.
Dahlia pulled away from this, "that's what you told me last night, and look at me!" Dahlia yelled while pulling her top slightly down exposing her cleavage and the dark purple hickeys he left behind. "I have never seen a women look like this!" Dahlia quickly looked around to see if any of the knights had seen her action.
"I'm not going to entertain this conversation. Get in the carriage." Alaric voice cold and stern it stopped Dahlias thought process. She quickly sent him a glare before heading back to the carriage. Leo the commander was holding the carriage door open for her.
At that point Dahlia realized that everyone heard their private conversation. "My Lady" Leo said holding his hand out to help her into the carriage. Dahlia gave a small smile.
"Thank you, I hope that was enough of a rest. You must be exhausted." Dahlia said before entering the carriage.