Chapter Thirteen #2
He pulled her to him and feathered several kisses along her jaw. “How soon can we wed, Beautiful?”
*
Christmas Eve had been a true joyous affair for the first time since Elias’s mother had passed.
His sisters had jumped up and down, practically screaming, when they learned that Lydia would become their sister.
Lady Cary cried and hugged both of them so hard.
It would appear that their two families would get on well together over the years.
Hudson wasn’t all that surprised, given what he had walked in on.
But Jude and Matt’s jaws had both dropped when they made their announcement.
But both had given Elias sincere hugs and welcomed Lydia into their group.
Of all four of them, they all assumed Matt would be the first to take a wife, but fate had a plan of its own.
The four men stepped aside to have a drink together and toast to Elias’s happiness.
“Who is going to join me for the fun of bachelorhood now?” Jude asked, slapping Elias on the back.
“You still have Matt and Hud,” Elias said. “Surely you can drag one of them with you.”
“It won’t be the same,” Jude said, giving him a momentary small frown. “But I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you,” Elias said. “Perhaps you gents might give love a chance?”
Hudson scoffed. “Who in the hell are you, and what did you do with my best friend?”
Elias shrugged. His friends wouldn’t understand until they met the woman who would capture their heart and become the object of their every dream. “Your time will come.”
Elias left them to their banter and returned to Lydia’s side, who was chatting away with his sisters.
“I knew she would be our sister,” Grace said as soon as Elias approached.
“How could you possibly know that, Grace?” Elias asked.
“She doesn’t care if your cravat is mussed,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone, as if it should have been obvious to all of them. “She had already told me so.”
Elias and his sisters erupted into laughter.
“I am clearly missing something,” Lydia said, obviously confused by the display.
Leaning close to her and brushing his lips against her ear, “I’ll tell you later.”
“Does that mean I shall see you tonight?” she whispered where only he could hear.
“If you think I’m sleeping apart from you, you are mistaken.”
He caught her gaze and loved how her cheeks pinkened and her eyelids had become heavy.
They had all decided that after Christmas, Elias would seek a special license so they could wed right away. If any gossip about the incident with Lady Billings were to get out, they would already be wed, which would help to manage the situation.
More importantly, Elias and Lydia wanted to wed quickly and begin their life together. Although he had every intention of anticipating their vows later that evening, and from the look of his betrothed, she would be agreeable to his intentions.
The guests gathered around the pianoforte and sang carols while Diana played.
It had started to snow outside, which made the perfect backdrop to their joyous Christmas Eve.
Elias glanced at each of his sisters, the joy radiating from their faces.
He caught his father’s gaze, and the elder Lord Snowdon was grinning from ear to ear.
Elias believed there would be many happy Christmases for their family in the years to come. Soon, perhaps even the next season, Diana would take a husband, and then children would join their family. They would have so many joyous things to celebrate, and Lydia would be at his side for every minute.
After the guests departed for their chambers, Elias pulled Lydia back to join him.
“I had your things moved to a chamber in the family wing,” he said to her once everyone had left the room. “I don’t want you to have to step foot in the other chamber ever again.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “What a thoughtful husband you shall be.”
“But you shan’t be sleeping there, as I have plans to make quite merry with my betrothed this evening, if my lady is agreeable.”
“We’ll have to see how convincing you are,” she said, smirking at him and pulling away.
He grabbed her wrists and pulled her back against him. “Do you prefer my wicked words or my wicked touch, Beautiful?”
“Why choose? When I know you shall give me both,” she said, pushing away from him, glancing over her shoulder as she walked toward the doorway.
Elias hurried after her and swept her into his arms, loving the stream of giggles she released when he did so.
“Take me to your bed,” she said against his ear.
“Our bed,” he corrected, carrying her to the staircase. He hurried up the stairs and swept into his chamber, kicking the door closed behind them.
He set her on the bed and removed the slippers from her feet, then kicked off his boots. Standing before her, he caught her gaze as he unbuttoned his coats and shrugged out of them, letting them fall to the floor.
“You’re unwrapping my present for me,” she whined.
He laughed. “Please accept my apologies, Beautiful.” Elias held his arms out to his sides. “You can unwrap yours first, and then I’m unwrapping mine.”
Lydia came up on her knees on the bed, and his cock throbbed hard against his breeches. She pressed her lips to his as she pulled his shirt free from his breeches and then unfastened each button with agonizing slowness.
She ran her hands along his chest as she pushed the fabric over his shoulders and then down his arms until it joined his other clothing on the floor. He drew a breath when she kissed his chest. “You are even more delightful without your clothes on,” she said between kisses.
“I am pleased you think so, my lady. I haven’t even done anything yet.”
She worked the buttons of his breeches, and then pushed them down his hips. Elias stepped out of them as fast as he could and then removed his socks.
When he caught her gaze, she licked her lips and sent a jolt straight to his cock.
“My turn,” he growled.
He pulled her against him, taking her lips in a searing kiss as he unfastened the buttons behind her without looking at them. Once he had unfastened enough to loosen her dress, he lifted it over her head and tossed it away.
His lips found hers again as he untied her stays and then pulled them over her body with her chemise. She was completely naked before him, except for her long stockings.
Picking her up at the waist, she wrapped her legs around him and sucked where his neck and shoulder met like the temptress his future wife had proven to be. He pulled each of the pins out of her hair, dropping them on the floor until her hair fell down around her.
Elias ran his fingers through her long, soft locks, breathing in the intoxicating scent of lilies.
“Make me yours, Elias,” she whispered in his ear.
“You are already mine, Beautiful.” And she always would be.
She sucked the lobe of his ear into her mouth and then gave it a light bite before she brushed her lips against his ear again. “In every way,” she whispered. “I want you inside of me.”
Elias pulled the coverlet back and then turned, with her still wrapped around him, and sat on the bed. “We’re going to make sure you are good and ready for me.”
He scooted them back further on the bed, and then untangled her legs from around him and laid back flat on the bed.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Getting in position for you. You’re going to straddle my face.”
She looked every bit the goddess, sitting on top of him, her breasts bobbing with her tightly budded nipples, and confusion marring her face.
Unable to resist, he sat back up and sucked one bud into his mouth, making her moan and squirm with her bare arse rubbing against his cock. He picked up his head. “Come here,” he said before laying back down.
“I’ll hurt you,” she said.
“You won’t. I assure you.”
He pulled her to shift her position, so that she had placed a knee on each side of his head. Her core hovered over him just where he could reach, running his tongue along the seam.
“Elias,” she moaned.
“I’m going to make you come, and you move and ride my face however you wish.”
She whimpered and moaned from his words, but her body responded by widening her knees, sinking her lower so her slit was in a perfect position.
He found her nub first and then sucked and licked.
Lydia immediately started moving against him, and he smiled against her wet heat.
He wanted her to be his confident, beautiful temptress.
Elias sheathed two fingers inside of her and worked them hard, teasing the places he knew would bring her the most pleasure.
Lydia responded by rocking her hips, taking what she wanted from him.
“That’s it, Beautiful,” he encouraged, “ride my face until you come, and then I’ll show you just how hard you’re making my cock.”
He didn’t think his cock could get any harder. The thought of burying himself inside of her was enough to undo him. He licked and sucked her pearl while he increased the speed with his fingers, which made her move herself harder against him.
She released a steady stream of moans and her breathing came in ragged pants until she stilled and he felt her core tighten and pulse around his fingers. He removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, needing to taste the proof of her climax.
When she slumped, he reached for her, picking her up and laying her on the bed so that he could shift to hover over her.
“Are you certain you wish to do this before we are married?” he asked her as she settled in beneath him, her long, dark hair splayed out to the side.
“More than anything,” she sighed.
He would have respected her wishes had she wanted to wait, but he needed to be inside her. To join with her and for them both to know they belonged to each other forever. Elias positioned himself at her opening. “I will do my best not to hurt you, but it should only be this first time.”
She nodded and captured his gaze. “I trust you.”
Elias took her lips in a tender kiss. After all that had occurred, he hadn’t realized how much he needed to hear those words from her.
He pushed the head of his cock inside of her, and pushed only an inch at a time, allowing her to adjust to him.
He’d never been with a virgin before, and he hoped he was going slow and careful enough.
When he was almost there, he pushed the rest of the way in and she shifted beneath him.
“I’m sorry, Beautiful. It should feel better soon.” He hated that he had to hurt her, as he would happily bear any of her pain.
He nibbled at her bottom lip, then sucked her tongue into his mouth, distracting her while she adjusted to him. She ran her hands along his back and he slowly moved within her, teasing her with his length.
“Oh, yes, Elias,” she moaned. “Do that.”
“Anything you wish, you shall always have.”
He withdrew and then entered her again, and he was rewarded with a stream of unintelligible words, and he thought perhaps a couple of profanities too.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded gently, then gave her another long kiss.
She did as he said, and he thrust into her again. Nothing had ever felt better or more right than being inside of her. Joining with her in a way that was primal and just for them, forever. She would always be his home.
Elias increased his speed, and she arched her back and panted. His temptress begged him with her body for him to give her more. She moved with him, meeting his thrusts, taking an active role in their lovemaking. Oh, the wicked things he’d teach her.
“That feels so good,” she said between pants. She ran her hands along his body and his skin heated beneath her touch.
“You are so tight and perfect, Beautiful. I shall never get enough of you.” Truer words had never been spoken.
He shifted one of his hands down to her hip and lifted it slightly so he could enter her deeper.
“Yes,” she cried out when he thrust again. “God, yes.”
“I love you,” Elias said, slowing his movements so that he rocked into her with tender movements.
She looked at him and cupped his cheek. “I love you so much.”
He increased his speed again, ready to bring her to the edge and watch as she shattered and soared and everything between. She released a few more unintelligible words, and her eyes squeezed shut.
“Eyes on me, Beautiful,” he commanded. He couldn’t miss witnessing how they gave each other everything they had. All the affection, all the pleasure, and most importantly, all the love between them.
Lydia opened her eyes, which met his. Elias increased his speed, pulling out and thrusting into her as deep as he could.
“Don’t take your eyes off of mine while I make you come on my cock.”
In two more thrusts, she clenched around him and it undid him.
The pulsing of her core milked the seed from his cock as he buried himself deep inside of her.
Their eyes never left each other. He’d never spent inside of a woman, and nothing had ever been more perfect or more right than the two of them in that moment.
“That was…that was…” she started, her chest rising and falling where she tried to catch her breath. “I had no idea.”
“I didn’t either,” he said honestly. “It’s never been like that.”
The moment was charged and consuming, and love radiated through every fiber of his being for the woman beneath him. He would have only lived less than half a life if he had missed out on loving her, and he finally understood what his father meant.
As much as he didn’t want to move from his place on top of her, Elias climbed from the bed and went to the wash basin.
“Where are you going?”
He returned with a cloth and used it to clean between her legs. “There is blood your first time, so I am just cleaning you.”
After he finished wiping between her legs, he used the cloth on himself. He went and placed it back by the wash basin, and then locked his chamber door. Laughing to himself that he should have already done so.
Finally, he climbed back into the bed, both of them lying beside each other with his head on a pillow and hers on his chest. They fit together perfectly.
He pulled the covers over them and brushed her hair back out of her face, then held her tight against him.
The moon was bright and he could see the snow still falling outside the window.
“Happy Christmas, Beautiful.”