Warning: Rated M! (Lemons)

Chapter 3: Wedding Night and Getting to know her.

Alec's POV

I was currently lying on top of her. I tried my best to keep my weight off of her as much as possible. She was very beautiful however at this precise moment she was shaking in fear.

"Don't worry I promise I'll be gentle," I whispered in her ear. Then I recalled what my father told me about bedding a woman on her first time. Get her to relax, pleasure her in other ways. I slowly reached for the lace that was the tier on the top of her nightgown and pulled it out the holes thus revealing her breasts. I slowly slipped a hand under the fabric and felt the small mounds. She whimpered when I traced her nipple. I kept on kissing her, messaging her breasts and when she least expected it due to her calmness I took her. She gasped out loudly and her nails clung to my shoulder blades. I kissed her soft plump lips trying to calm her. She was defiantly a Virgin and pure.

I woke up the next morning with my arms wrapped round my new wife normally I would go out on a hunt or have target practise but I wouldn't be able to do that for a week. There was a knock on the servant door and Gwen and Harper came in with a trail of servants behind him. I stood up and went behind the screen as Harper came behind me giving me clothes for today. I noticed Renesmee also being pulled behind a screen while a group of servants were setting the table with fruit, mead, eggs and cheeses. The servants left except Harper and Gwen.

"I placed you're wardrobe for the week in you're wardrobe you're Highness," I heard Gwen say as Renesmee was brushing her hair.

"Thank you Gwen," Renesmee smiled at her servant.

"Sir you too have you're wardrobe ready," Harper announced. "Breakfast will be served at eight sharp; lunch at noon and dinner will be served at five. If you need anything please ring the bell."

"You may leave Harper," he bowed and left.

"What shall you be doing for the week Gwen when you are not with me," Renesmee asked the maid.

"I think I'll be helping out at the kitchen," Gwen answered.

"Very well I hope you have no trouble and will settle here," Renesmee signalled her to leave. We were both alone and remained silent. After noticing the bored look in her eye I took a deep breath.

"How old are you?" I blurted out; great what a question to ask.

"I am fifteen," she said. "And you're self?"

"I am seventeen," I replied.

"May I ask what we are meant to do?" She asked me.

"We are meant to get to know one another," I answered.

"And we need to be locked away in the same room?" She was cautious asking this.

"Its part of tradition," I said walking towards her. "I must admit I do like the fact that you are open towards you're opinion. I'm surprised you're father or Grandfather would have allowed it as I head that Olympia is very strict."

"I wouldn't know what they thought about my manner as I have never met the pair of them," she announced.

"But if then how did you're father tell you of this marriage?" I asked astounded.

"My grandfather sent me a letter of state," she replied.

"So did you're mother travel back to the castle where you're father resided?" I was deeply confused.

"My mother," she scoffed. "As soon as she heard I was a girl she never wanted to see my face again. My nurse maid was sent to a manner house owned by my grandmother. She took care of me until I didn't need milk then she took her things and left with her pay."

"So you've never met you're mother or you're father," I thought out loud.

"The servants brought me up," she smiled. "It was a servant who taught me how to walk, how to talk, how to dress and bathe, even a servant taught me how to shoot a deer." I chuckled at her last remark. "This is the first place I've been out from my home. Then again I am thankful for the excuse to leave my homeland."

"Why is that?" I asked her.

"Olympia is falling apart," she shrugged. "War will make the entire Kingdom collapse."

"With the war against La Push?" I said slowly.

"I feel sorry to tell you this but I'm afraid you have been coned," she murmured. Coned how? "You see I am considered a bastard and an alignment Princess."

"How you were born by two royal parents?"

"Yes one of which was executed for treason and responsible for a war," she scoffed. I saw the sadness in her eyes and sat down next to her on the bed.

"You know when I first heard about this match I knew about you're mother and about the war and I admit that I was afraid that you would you're mothers daughter just by speaking to you I know you are not. Even though this isn't the proper thing to say but I feel that the servants did a good job bringing you up then any Royal's I know."

"And I was worried you would be a strict man who would be cruel to me," she admitted.

"I know our ways are strange and that you've been brought up differently but I'm hoping you'll adapt," I whispered in her ear.

"Is that why we are really here for you to teach me you're ways?" she asked.

"Partly but the main reason why we are here is for you to learn to trust me and for me to trust you," I stated.

"Trust you how?" She asked.

"Well for you to trust me mentally, physically and sexually," I replied. "You are my wife and we will have to share a bed for the rest of our lives as we do not believe in only sharing a bed if sex is involved. I also give you my word that I will never cheat on you and I expect you to be faithful to me."

"Do not worry my lord for I am not my mother's daughter and believe it or not you were my first kiss," she smiled. I pressed one hand on her cheek and circled her blush with my thumb. Smiling I kissed her forehead.

"Tomorrow I will be allowed out of these chambers but only to see my father. My mother will come to speak with you," I had to tell her this because she needed to be prepared.

"What shall we be discussing?" she asked.

"Sexual Intercourse," I gulped.

What do you think? I changed the rating as I feel compelled to try lemons. I won't have many only say five at the most. There will be some sex talk but it is only for guidance to the young Prince and Princess.