Beauty and the Beast - Happily Ever After (An Erotica Short Story)

Chapter 1: The Wedding Night

By: Savannah Willove

"Everything all right, dearie?" Mrs. Potts asked as she brushed out Belle's hair. It was Prince Adam and Belle's wedding night. The ceremony had been beautiful that morning. Belle looked as lovely as a dove, and Adam, formerly known as Beast, was dashing in a royal blue robe with gold trim. After the ceremony, the kingdom celebrated for hours. Belle and Adam had danced the entire night, lost in one another's gaze, totally shut away from the world. They were so deeply in love, that the rest of the crowd had been forgotten to them. Eventually the guests dispersed, leaving only the newly-weds and staff members in the ballroom.

Mrs. Potts and two hand maidens had led Belle into the Master Chamber to prepare for that night's events. Adam was rushed off by Lumiere, and taken to another wing of the castle. Belle felt as though she was living a dream. How had this become her life? She had never thought that she would find love. With Gaston being what her village considered to be the most eligible bachelor, there weren't really any choices. He was an arrogant ass that thought he could seduce Belle into marring him, so that she could spit out children left and right. He turned out to be even more terrible than she had ever imagined, and she was not saddened by his recent demise.

After spending several months in the castle as a prisoner to Beast, Belle had learned to love him. She had discovered that he was mostly misunderstood. She knew he was cursed for his sins of selfishness and lack of compassion, but he seemed to be so gentle with her always. Now the curse was lifted, and her Beast was Adam once more-the once selfish prince of this land. Now, Adam was a kind, gentle, loving prince, and all of France adored him-including Belle.

So why was she so nervous about tonight? Mrs. Potts' voice drew her back to the present.

"Dearie?"

"Yes, Mrs. Potts. Excuse me, I'm just a little distracted. What did you say?"

"I asked if you were alright, love."

Belle blushed, feeling silly for what she was about to admit. "To be honest, Mrs. Potts...I'm a little nervous."

"What about, poppet?"

"Well...you know. It's my wedding night..."

Mrs. Potts released a bubbly laugh. "Oh, dearie. Don't you worry one bit. You and Master are in love. Your wedding was beautiful, and your wedding night will be everything you want and more."

"But, how do you know? I've never...I'm mean I have no..." Belle's face dropped into her hands. She shook her head in her palms and released a sigh. How could she consummate her marriage with Adam? She had no experience. Had Adam any experience? Belle's heart dropped into her stomach at the thought of her Adam being with anyone else.

"Don't fuss, darling. Master loves you very much. It doesn't matter that you've never lain with a man before. That's what makes you ever more precious to him. Now, my job is to make sure you look beautiful for your husband."

"Mrs. Potts?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Has Adam ever..."

"Oh, dearie." Mrs. Potts cut her off, "Master was but a mere boy when we were all cursed. We were cursed for ten years. I very much doubt that he has any more experience than you do in this matter."

Belle relaxed at hearing this. So she wasn't the only one who would be nervous tonight. Belle loved Adam, and wanted nothing more than to be with him in every way. He had been so respectful these past few months, never once pressuring her into anything. He was happy to sit beside her in silence while she read in the library he gifted to her. He was just as happy taking walks along the pastures beyond the castle walls, or standing on the bridge overlooking the water with her-the only contact between them being their joined hands. She could do this. She would, and she would make him happy.

Mrs. Potts finished brushing out her hair, set the brush down, and knelt beside Belle. "Dearie, you're so lucky to have married the man you love. Put your trust in the love that you two share. If nothing else matters, that does. Have faith in that." She leaned forward to cup Belle's face in her hands, and planted a soft kiss to her cheek. Belle watched Mrs. Potts as she exited the bedroom. She turned to look at herself in the mirror once more. She dawned a thin, white nightgown made of soft silk. Her hair was in loose, chestnut waves around her face and shoulders, eyes wide and incredulous. Her cheeks were a rosy pink as a result of her nerves.

A light tapping sounded at the door, followed by a deep voice. "Belle?" Her heart stuttered at the sound of her love calling for her from beyond the dense door.

"Come in," she called, her heart a hummingbird in her chest. Adam opened the door and peeked around the entrance at her. His eyes widened when they rested on her body. He coughed nervously before turning to shut the door behind him.

"Belle..." he whispered, stalking towards her carefully.

"Are you all right?" Belle asked, not missing the expression on Adam's face.

"You're a vision, Belle. I'm so happy you're my wife." He closed the distance between them, cupped her face in his palms, and leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her soft mouth. Belle stood on the tips of her toes and kissed him back, pouring all her love into it. Adam pulled away and looked into her eyes. For a moment, she felt lost in the deep blue. She smiled at him, realizing that she loved his eyes. They were the one thing about him that never changed. Whether he was beast or man, she would always recognize those eyes. They were part of what made her fall so hard for him.

"And I'm so happy you're my husband." They kissed once more. Belle suddenly felt a shift in the atmosphere as expectation settled around them. She wasn't sure how to initiate things, and didn't know whether or not she was expected to take the lead. Adam seemed to sense her change in mood, because he took her by the hand and led her to the edge of the bed. They sat together on the bed, facing each other.

"Belle, I don't want to pressure you. I'm just happy to be with you. I know there are a lot of...expectations regarding tonight. Just know that we don't have go there tonight. We can take our time, and I won't ever push you. The decision is completely yours, my love."

"Oh, Adam I'm sorry. Of course I want to...I'm just a little nervous." A blush crept up her face as she said this. Adam smiled sweetly at her, seeming to understand her concern. "What if...I'm afraid...I don't really know..."

"Shh..." Adam placed a palm over her mouth gently, then pulled her in for a slow kiss. "Anything we do is never short of amazing. Being next to you every day is amazing." Belle's eyes watered with emotion. She loved him so much, and he was too perfect. How could anyone have ever thought that he was cruel? She leaned in and took his mouth in hers. The kiss was fevered and desperate, and Adam reacted instantly. His hands flew to her waist and he held her close, drawing breath from her lungs and taking it into his own. Her soft gasps against his mouth made him crazy for her. "Belle..."

"Adam."

He gently laid her on her back, his lips never leaving hers. He leaned over her, covering her body with his. She opened her mouth in invitation, and he pushed his tongue past her lips. The kiss deepened, and with each stroke of his tongue against hers, Belle's courage began to build. She pushed her hands against his chest and clawed at his shirt with delicate fingers. Adam took the hint, and pulled the hem of his shirt up and over, breaking their kiss only long enough to pull it off over his head. Belle ran her fingers down the chiseled contours of his chest and abdomen. His body was rigid beneath her touch, and it made her burn for him.

Adam palmed one of her thighs with a strong hand, kneading and massaging her flesh with his calloused hands. A moan escaped her lips, and he grunted in response. His hand glided up the length of her shapely thighs, coming to rest on the swell of her hip. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh there, pulling her against him still. Her nightgown rode up her body as his hand ventured onward. He feathered his fingers across the flat plane of her belly and around the soft curve of her full breast. He brushed the pad of his thumb against her nipple, and it became taut in response. Belle loosed another moan, encouraging Adam to keep going. He began to move his thumb in concentric circles around her erect nipple, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and neck as he did.

Belle clung to him with desperation, her short nails digging into his upper back. She reveled in the feeling of his muscles shifting beneath her hands as he moved above her. Her core became hot with desire and she felt a distinct pulling sensation in her groin. Belle squeezed her thighs together in arousal. She wanted Adam right now.

"Adam, please..." she begged, her desire coursing through her veins like liquid fire. He heard her plea and acted instantly. Adam lifted Belle's nightgown up and over her head, and tossed it aside. His gazed raked over the length of her bare body-the only article of clothing that remained being her underwear. He realized that his were also still dawned. He looked into her eyes, dark and filled with desire, and found the courage to make his next move.

"Belle, darling... may I?" he gestured to her panties, and she nodded, her face flushing a deep crimson color. He leaned in to press a feather-soft kiss to the tip of her nose, and pulled her panties down her thighs at the same time. Once they were discarded, he positioned himself between her thighs, and bent to kiss her once more. He cupped both her breasts in his palms, loving the weight of them as he gently squeezed them. Belle wrapped her slender arms around his waist and pulled him closer, her hands sliding down his lower back and stopping at the waist of his underclothes.

"May I?" she echoed his earlier request, and he chuckled against her mouth.

"Of course, Belle." She quickly responded and tugged the garment down. Adam kicked his underwear off when they pooled around his ankles, and returned the weight of his body to hers. He resumed kissing her neck, and this time, his left hand remained on her waist as his right hand ventured towards the apex of her thighs. He found her core; moist, hot, and ready for him. He grunted when he felt how wet she was, and instinctively brushed his fingers along her sheath. He passed a finger over a tiny, hard bead, and was surprised to hear a guttural moan tear it's way through his beautiful Belle's throat. He watched the blush creep up her neck and smiled.

"Do you like that?" he whispered, leaning closely so that his mouth was pressed up against her ear. He felt her head nod against him and chuckled. He resumed his actions, passing his finger over her pert nub once more. Belle shook beneath him, the sound of her breathless moans firing him up. She suddenly shot her hands towards his groin, and grabbed his steel length in them. It was his turn to groan then, as the unexpected pleasure shot through him like a bolt of electricity.

Belle worked her hands against his erection as he circled his finger around her bundle of nerves, and together they grunted in pleasure. Belle writhed beneath the weight of Adam's body, the intense sensation becoming too much for her to bear. She wanted him, but didn't know how to tell him. She had enjoyed herself very much so far, and wanted to take things further, but was afraid of ruining the moment with her hastiness. Adams breaths became short and clipped, and he suddenly pulled away from her.

"What's wrong?" Belle asked, confusion etched across her fair face. She was worried that she might have hurt him or done something wrong. Adam shook his head and leaned over her once more.

"Nothing, you're perfect. I just...I don't want this to end so soon, and you almost made that happen." Belle flushed scarlet as she understood what he said. He smiled at her lovingly, and brushed her hair away from her face. "Are you? May I...I don't know if you're ready..."

Belle grabbed his face in her hands and nodded eagerly. "Oh yes, Adam, I'm ready and I want you." His eyes darkened with desire as she said this, and it caused his length to jerk between them. Belle gave him a tentative smile, and then pulled his lips to hers. He kissed her passionately then, lost in the sensation of her mouth. He very carefully positioned his shaft against her tight entrance, and ever so gently, began to push past her lower lips.

"Belle, you must tell me if I'm hurting you...please. I don't want to cause you any pain."

"Shh, Adam. Please, don't stop." Her eyes fluttered closed as he continued to enter her, and she loved the way he stretched and filled her. He buried himself to the hilt inside her, and his eyes widened at how good it felt.

"Are you alright?" he asked, watching her face closely. Belle took her bottom lip into her mouth and worried it between her teeth. She nodded at him, but he could see the discomfort in her face. "Does it hurt?" he asked, eager to know and not wanting to injure her.

"A little," she admitted, "but not too bad. Just...go slow." she whispered, her brown eyes begging him to keep going. Adam very gently began to pull himself out of her, and then thrust back in with a little more force. He watched her face tense as he did so, but kept going when she nodded for him to continue. He stroked into her, slowly and deeply. He felt her walls stretch to accommodate the size of him. Neither Belle nor Adam could believe how good it felt, uniting with one another like this.

Belle could feel herself getting wetter, easing up the friction a bit and allowing her to feel more pleasure. Eventually, the pain subsided altogether, replaced by pure ecstasy. The pleasure in Adam's face was just as palpable, and she wrapped her arms around his torso and pulled him closer against her. She mewled beneath him, unable to contain herself any longer. Pleasure blazed within her, so fierce it threatened to burn her to ashes.

"Adam..." she whispered, barely able to speak. He groaned in response, nipping at her neck and shoulder.

"Belle...I love you so much."

"I love you..."

Their bodies continued to slide against each other, Adam's thrusts becoming more and more powerful as their combined pleasure reached a crescendo. Belle felt a burst of heat spread throughout her body, and her thighs began to tremble. Adam felt it too-a building sensation in his groin that left him weak in the knees. He pumped into her deeply, hitting her deepest point, and felt her come undone before him. Belle released a loud scream and convulsed around his length-her walls clenching deliciously around him. She became tight around him, and he suddenly erupted inside her. They shook together, climaxed together, and collapsed into the bed.

Adam panted against her cheek, and she pressed a soft kiss to the curve of his ear. He smiled against her face, and whispered against it, "You're amazing, and I love you."

"I love you so much, Adam."

He pulled her farther up the bed with him and pulled the covers over their bodies. She curled her back against his front and he rested his arm across her chest. They nestled closely together, and drifted into the sweetest dreams.

To Be Continued...

Author's Note*

Hi guys, this is my first time writing a fanfiction story, and I decided to go with my favorite Disney Princess movie, Beauty and the Beast. I've always loved this story, and often wondered what their lives would be like after they fell in love. A lot of people seem to request the wedding night story, so this is my version. I really hope you guys enjoyed it, and please leave any suggestions in the comments! I really tried to capture the two characters as they were in the original Disney production, but with an adult twist. I am by no means a professional writer, this is more of a hobby for me, but one I hope to continue to share with you guys. If you guys have any requests or any other fanfiction stories you would like to read, please let me know and I will do my best to create my best possible version for you. Happy reading!

Savannah Willove.

This is a work of fiction*