Author's Note: Okay, so again... This is my first lemon. Sorry if it's not very good... I purposely left the ending so that the story would be complete even if I don't publish more chapters, because I'm not sure if I will or not. I had another chapter in the works, but it's not cooperating. Hopefully my muse returns, as I do have more in mind, I'm just having trouble getting it out. So at this point, I'm just going to say thank you for all the lovely reviews, and I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.

Carrying the princess through the doorway of his bedroom, Cedric felt as though his heart might explode with joy. He gently deposited her on the bed and started to brush light, teasing kisses on her face and neck, eliciting sweet giggles from Sofia. She let him smooch on her for a minute before putting her hands up in mock defense.

"Wait, I want to see what your room looks like!" She told him cheerily, trying to wriggle free so she could admire the previously forbidden space.

"There will be plenty of time for that later. From now on, you can be in here as much as you like." He promised, catching her wrists to keep her from playfully fending him off, and returning to the task of depositing sweet pecks across her fair skin.

He was moving in to get her on the cheek when she turned her head so their lips would meet, just like she had all those years ago. She grabbed the back of his head, threading her fingers through his dark, soft hair. This time, he didn't pull away from her. She delighted in the knowledge that he wouldn't send her away today as he had back then.

He released her wrists, and Sofia felt his hand press firm against her back, trying to pull her even closer, and it thrilled her to know that the only man she'd ever loved finally wanted her. She was very much enjoying the kisses, but she wanted more. Only she didn't know what more was, exactly, or how to ask for it. Life in the palace had kept her too sequestered for that sort of knowledge.

She'd never looked at the romance novels Amber and the other princesses were always secretly trading, but now she wished she had, sure that she'd missed something crucial by ignoring the steamy books.

She remembered how good his hand had felt when he touched her breast in the front room, so she awkwardly reached for his free hand and pulled it to her chest. He laughed into the kiss, and began to knead her breast through the thin garment she wore. She tilted her head back at the sensation, breaking their kiss.

Cedric trailed his mouth to her neck, licking, kissing, and even occasionally nipping at the soft, fair skin. Sofia was loving every second of it, but it didn't do much to ease her need.

"Please, more..." She pleaded with the sorcerer, hoping he'd know what nameless thing she needed. He pulled himself away from her neck, sitting straight up, and looked down at Sofia in amusement.

"Do you even know what you're asking for 'more' of?" He teased, lightly pinching her hard nipple through her dress. She gave a gasp at the feeling, and her eyes fluttered closed. She shook her head shyly, confirming his suspicions. He pulled his hands away, and for a moment she feared she had given the wrong answer, and he would stop their encounter.

Cedric watched her lips form a slight pout, and felt an answering twitch in his pants. He had always been a sucker for that face. It had once been an innocent inability to refuse, but here, making out with her in his bedroom, that expression elicited a new reaction from him.

He found the hem of her lilac dress and began to lift it slowly, giving her ample time to protest, should she decide to do so. Sofia bit her lip gently, making no move to stop him, so he pulled the garment up and over her head, depositing it on the floor beside his bedframe. He let his eyes wander her body for a moment, her pale skin puckering from the slight chill in the tower as she sat there on his bed in nothing more than a white silk slip and her undergarments.

He gently pushed her down onto the bed, and traced his fingers up her arms, then down her sides. He lifted the slip, and began to lightly rub his thumb against her panties, reveling in the fact that they were now damp with need.

She was moaning softly now, her hips rocking up to push herself against his hand, and it took everything in him to go slowly instead of pouncing on her. Sofia deserved to be worshipped first, and he fully intended to do just that.

Using his other hand, he rubbed the wet part of her panties, where he knew her wanting slit was hidden. Every so often he would tease her by pushing into her folds through the fabric, loving the gasps that fell from her lips as he did. Soon she was panting hard, bucking against his hands in unskilled, erratic thrusts. He moved his eyes up her body to her beautiful face, wanting to watch her as she climaxed again.

Sofia's back arched, her head tilted. Her lips were parted, wonderful noises being elicited from them by Cedric's manipulations. He watched as her eyes rolled back slightly, and he felt a renewed wetness against his hands as her body began to tremble beneath him. She let out a loud wail, which Cedric could enjoy the sound of now that they were secure in the privacy of his chambers.

Once he was sure she was past the peak, he tugged at her slip. Unsteadily, she lifted herself and let him divest her of the thin silk, laying back down once it was gone. She smiled up at him shyly, and he gave her a reassuring grin in response.

"You're so beautiful, little one." He barely managed to utter. A pleasing pink flush crept across her skin at his words, and she looked away from him, not sure how to respond.

He moved to strip away the last scrap of fabric keeping him from making her truly his, but his hands faltered at the waistband. He may have considered himself evil, but he was no brute, especially not when it came to this girl.

"Are you sure, Sofia?" He asked her delicately. The princess studied her sorcerer's face. She had thought to say yes right away, but the look of deep concern she found in his handsome features gave her pause.

"I'm sure I want to be with you, and everything we've done so far has been so wonderful. But... I'm afraid I don't know much about what comes next." Sofia admitted sheepishly. Sure she'd been through a health class in school, and her mother had given her some simple answers the day she'd become a woman, but everything was handled so delicately that in this moment she realized they hadn't prepared her at all.

Cedric gawked at her in disbelief. He couldn't believe everyone in her life had let her become a grown woman without even giving her an inkling of what that meant. Had they really intended to marry her off to some prince to spend her wedding night in pain and fear, with no preparation whatsoever? He mentally chastised himself, remembering that she had come to him with questions a couple of years ago, but the conversation made him uncomfortable so he had chased her off. Finally, he found his voice.

"What comes next is pain, little one. Just for a moment, and just this first time, but it will hurt." He was not going to let her say yes without warning. It would be unthinkable to do such a thing, and he couldn't bare the thought of exploiting her trust like that. The pause in the conversation felt like an eternity to Cedric.

"And after that?" She ventured softly. Cedric bent down and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"If I do my job right, and I intend to, immense pleasure." He promised her, pulling back to watch her expression. She beamed up at him, her blue eyes shining. What did I ever do to deserve such a perfect creature in my life? He wondered in amazement. She nodded at him slightly, but he answered with a shake of his head and she frowned.

"You have to say it, Sofia. Say yes, and we continue." He loved watching her turn bright red, trying to find the words to tell him what they both knew she wanted.

"Please..." She tried, too embarrassed to say any more. He waggled a finger in front of her, letting her know she wouldn't get off that easily. She groaned in frustration, her body writhing, and he smirked at her, loving the way she clearly needed him. He mentally willed her to hurry, not sure how long his resolve could hold out. She sucked in a deep breath.

"Yesss." Her reply was a mix of a hiss and a whine, and Cedric found himself chuckling at her antics. Wasting no time, he returned to the task of removing her panties, Sofia lifting her hips to help him along. Once they were out of the way, he returned his thumb to her nub, circling it rhythmically as his fingers teased their way along her wet slit. He slipped one inside gently, watching her face carefully to make sure she was still enjoying herself.

Reassured that she was, he began to move his digit in and out of her, slowly at first, adding a second once she seemed comfortable, but soon her hips were thrusting up to meet his motions. As her breathing grew heavy again, her cheeks flushing, he abruptly removed his fingers, grinning wickedly as she groaned in frustration.

"Not yet." He told her in a mock-stern tone, positioning himself between her legs. He couldn't help it, he badly wanted to be inside her when she came again. The thought of her walls squeezing out her orgasm around his cock was much too exciting to wait any longer.

Sofia gave a gasp as he eased the tip of his cock through her soft, downy folds. He pushed against her barrier, pausing briefly as her body stiffened. He leaned forward, ready to cover her mouth with his again.

"Focus on my mouth, little one." He whispered, his breath caressing her lips. She nodded and he kissed her deeply, slowly moving his hips forward. When she made a noise of complaint, he paused, still kissing her, until her body relaxed and she nudged her hips, subconsciously signaling him to move again. It went on in this way, Cedric fighting against his strong urge to thrust into her, to take her roughly, to make her his, the tightness of her previously untouched sex nearly driving him mad with lust.

Finally, the skin gave way, Sofia screaming into their kiss, Cedric's body stilling to allow her to adjust. When he was quite sure she wouldn't alert the entire palace with her cries, he pulled his face away from hers.

"Are you alright?" He checked. Sofia couldn't find the words. It had hurt terribly, but she believed him when he said it wouldn't last, and the pain was already beginning to ease. She nodded, not trusting her voice. Cedric brushed his lips against her forehead.

"Good girl." He reassured her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and as the discomfort faded almost completely away, she slid her hips against him, having figured out by now that the movement cued him to continue. As she expected, he began to rock his hips against her again, his thrusts becoming deeper, picking up speed as they went. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in further than she thought possible. She was beginning to feel that immense pleasure he had promised her, and she felt drunk on it, never wanting the moment to end

He pulled all the way out until just the very tip of him was still inside her, and smirked down at her. Her mind raced. He couldn't really be stopping, could he? She wondered desperately. Without meaning to, she let out a needy whimper, causing his smile to widen.

"Ask for it." He prodded her teasingly, kissing her neck and maintaining their distance down below. When she tried to push her hips against him, he moved his hands to hold them firmly in place against the mattress. In reality, he'd been getting too close, and not wanting to be done yet, was giving his body a chance to calm down. If she successfully pushed herself back up now, he knew he'd be done for.

"I want... you." She confided nervously, though she probably should have been beyond her shyness by now. He pushed inside only slightly before pulling back again, letting her know she was on the right track.

"You want me to what?" He teased, the corners of his lips twitching in amusement. Sofia's need was palpable, and it delighted him to no end. She searched for the words, but didn't have them.

"I want you to love me." She finally squeaked out. He chuckled, his face so close to her ear that his breath tickled it.

"I already love you. And I assure you I've loved you since long before you entered my chambers, little one." Cedric told her playfully, his voice low and heavy with lust. He wasn't letting her off the hook, and her heart raced. She cursed herself for not knowing how to make him continue that wonderful movement, wanting nothing else in the world than to have him moving inside of her again. She gave another futile wiggle with her hips.

"Please... Please keep going." She begged, and all games were over. Giving her neck a nip, Cedric plunged himself deep inside of her, thrusting in earnest now. All thoughts of pain were gone, and Sofia lost herself in the delicious feeling as he buried himself deep inside her again and again, his hardness rubbing against a spot she never knew existed, but was now her favorite part of her body.

"Now, little one. Come for me." He growled into her ear, knowing he wouldn't last much longer, and determined for her to go first. He didn't need to tell her again. Her body shook violently, her arms clutching around his shoulders and her legs wrapping tightly around his, pulling him impossibly deeper. As he pulled back for another thrust, Sofia threw back her head and called out to him.

"Cedric!" With his name on her lips, all hope of holding out longer was gone. He sunk deep inside of her, burying himself against her cervix just as he began to pump his cum inside of her, his cock throbbing against her tight, hot walls. With the tiny sliver of rational thought he had left, he made a mental note of the fact that she'd said his name properly, filing it away for later.

He stroked her cheek with his thumb on one side, and showered the other with a handful of whisper soft kisses.

"I love you, Sofia." He panted, leaning in to catch her lips again, this time tenderly, trying to convey his deep affection for her through the action. When he pulled away, she was staring deep into his eyes.

"I've loved you for so long." She confessed, running her hand across his cheek sweetly. When he couldn't hold himself up any longer, he rolled off to the side of her, not wanting to squish the petite young woman with his weight. She let out a noise at the loss of contact, so he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in close against his chest.

He buried his face in her hair and breathed in, wanting to memorize the scent of her. They laid there silently for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow.