AUTHOR'S NOTE: As I expected would happen, Darren and Rhi won't let me alone. Although I have some ideas for a third trilogy (the prospect of a trilogy of trilogies satisfies my OCD tendencies somehow), I haven't worked up the courage to plunge into it - yet. In the interim I've fleshed out some scenes from the first two trilogies.

I would recommend reading the original trilogies to give you some context, but (as my mom used to say), this isn't rocket science, so I imagine even if you haven't read them, you could figure out what's going on here. Interestingly, while the RD Trilogy is rated T, several of these expanded scenes are definitely M. And, although they aren't technically stand-alone chapters, I gave each expanded scene its own title, mostly because it amuses me. ;) As usual, I'm planning to post one chapter/scene per day.

I hope everyone enjoys these, but another shout-out goes to my super readers: OnoraMellark, TheVinah, Starkids-Super-Friends, noaelizabethlovestowrite, actresswithoutastage, IronAngel365, DearDiary10, 4eva, cmitc41, DramaDork2490, and of course, for my first supporters, MK and OL. My muse seems to be sticking around - for now. ;)

WeMeow2 :)

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1: Let the Consummation Begin (Finding Our Way, Chapter 1 - Therapy )

After cutting the cake - with great restraint, Darren kept his promise not to smear icing on me - we retired to my room to change clothes for the short drive to a local B & B for our wedding night before heading out the next day on our honeymoon trip.

Thankfully everyone else was still enjoying the reception in my parents' barn, because we just couldn't seem to keep our hands - and lips - off each other.

"Dare, wait...oh, yes...right there...no, not here...in my...our room..." I gasped.

"But, Rhi, we're married now," Darren reasoned, as he continued to nibble on my neck.

"For which I am eternally grateful, but that doesn't mean that I want everyone to see us...consummate our marriage on my parents' stairs!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him into my...our room, slamming the door behind us, ready for...anything.

Suddenly, Darren went completely still. "Dare, are you okay?"

"Rhiannon, you make me so happy. I just can't believe that you're mine...forever," he breathed as tears formed in his gorgeous amber eyes.

"We're each other's, Dare...forever," I replied, and moved in to cover his lips with a sweetly chaste kiss.

We separated, both smiling broadly, and Darren said firmly but with a grin in his voice, "Okay, Mrs. Criss, turn around so I can unzip this amazing dress, and we can move onto the consummation portion of the evening."

I giggled, doing as he asked.

Feeling my new husband's hands resting on my shoulders, I was nearly brought to tears by his next words. "Rhiannon, you are STUNNING! When I saw you standing next to your dad by your parents' house, I...couldn't look away..."

"Like a train wreck?" I asked, trying to maintain my composure as he lowered the zipper.

"Rhiannon..." Darren started in a warning tone and spun me around to face him. His expression softened when he realized I had made the joke to keep from crying.

"Sweetheart..." he started before matching his lips to mine. I'm not sure how things...got out of hand so quickly, but before I knew what had happened, my dress was pooled around my feet with Darren's suit coat and his thumbs were caressing my nipples through my bra.

Darren said huskily as he unhooked the front clasp, "Not sure if this was...supposed to come off...but it's out of here!"

Suddenly the lacy undergarment was flying across the room, making us both laugh, but we quickly got back to the task at hand. I managed to undo the buttons on his shirt while he fumbled with his pants, basically tearing both of them off Darren's body. Unclothed enough to achieve our mutual goal, we sloppily crashed our mouths together as we clambered onto the bed and landed on our sides facing each other.

Darren shoved his hand into my panties and roughly stroked my clitoris. With equal urgency, I grabbed his erection, circling my hand insistently up and down the shaft, and we were soon pleasuring each other with only our fingers while we shoved our tongues into each other's mouths.

Darren pulled away abruptly, gasping, "Need...air..."

I glared at him, ordering, "Breathe...fast..." Then with my unoccupied hand, I pulled his head back to mine, and we recommenced our attacks on each other's lips.

We broke apart again when Darren moaned, "Oh, Rhiannon...yes...yes..." while I whined, "Dare...almost...there..." Suddenly, we both stiffened, arching our bodies in opposite directions, and climaxed one right after the other.

Rolling onto our backs, we lay staring at the ceiling, gulping in oxygen, with our fingers intertwined.

Darren brought my hand to his lips, winked at me, and panted, "Let the... consummation...begin."

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Needless to say, changing clothes took a lot longer than it should have with Darren and I "helping" each other, but I'm sure no one was surprised.