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Pushing the tapestry out of the way I opened the door and then shut it behind me and followed the little light from the other room and opened the door to face that fate I had planned for myself for such a long time.
The king's room looked much calmer now, with thee lovely and soothing glow of the low candles, and it was more decorated then earlier, looking much more like him.
The king rose from his low seat near me and walked near me. He gently lifted the robe off of my shoulders and slid it down my arms revealing my pale night gown. I felt exposed in front of him as he draped my rode over a different chair.
My arms were fighting an inner battle to cover my breasts from exposure and I took another calming breath wondering if it were possible for one to hear a pounding heart beat.
"Sit," he gestured to a chair near the bed and I sat down on it slowly.
"Is there anything I can get you?" I had yet to see his face other then when he had approached me before. I could only see his own robe that was close to mine but grander.
"Perhaps some wine?" I asked quietly he nodded with a reassuring look to me and I nodded as well. Squeezing my eyes shut while he turned to pour some wine. I opened them and felt my chest rise as I took a breath through my nose.
He brought me a sliver glass of wine and I took it gratefully; I had never appreciated the tart drink as much as I did at this moment.
The king had his own glass as he sat down next to me leaning as close as this comfortable chair allowed.
"You're nervous," he said, touching my cheek that was warm now from the sweat though I had wiped my face before. I nodded before taking another gulp of my wine making him drop his hand.
"Please don't be, I promise you will enjoy yourself Isabella," He looked sure of himself and I just nodded before downing the rest of the glass.
"Yes Your Grace," I said, I knew I trusted this man, I trusted him with my entire heart and soul. And the love I felt for him could never be replaced. As I thought about these feelings I grew more comfortable; the wine was helping too.
"Edward, call me Edward, you have never called me that before and I need to hear it off yours lips," He looked passionate and he smiled happily because I was visibly more relaxed now.
"Edward," I had called it him before but never to his face. It was strange to be saying it to him the king of England as I sat here in his bedroom.
"Will you call me Bella?" I asked him with my own soft smile. His twinkling eyes brightened even more.
"Bella," He said my name like a prayer, reverently and softly.
"I love you," I said all of the nerves were forgotten, though that had been easier said that executed.
"And I love and trust you," He said and I beamed at him, he trusted me. If his words were true –and I did believe him- then I was one of the only people he trusted.
I leaned in for a kiss and he kissed me as softly as he had said my childhood name. It started sweet and full of devotion but as our lips moved more the kiss was over come by desire and unmistakable lust.
The king momentarily stood up and let his rode slip to the chair as I panted and then he scooped me into his arms like a husband would his bride. His mouth attacked mine and I held onto him while kissing with much passion. Not even thinking about what was to come.
Edward –I adored even thinking his name- stopped our embrace once more while he laid me gently onto the large comfortable bed. I licked my lips as he took his night shirt off over his head. I trembled as he stalked me like a hunter would his prey.
He buried his face into the crook of my neck and started to kiss there while his hands caressed my hips. I held on to his back while arching my own up from the sensation he was creating with his lips, it could be compared to an intense pleasure, like a small fire igniting in my body.
His hands slid up my hips and over my stomach and over my bare breasts before he propped himself off and then proceeded to slide my night gown off of my shoulders and down my body until it was to my feet where I kicked it aside and Edward looked at me adoringly.
I blushed and looked away as his gaze traveled down my body but then took the time to fully appreciate his own chest. It was scarce of hair though it was there and it was very muscular just as I had expected it to be.
"You're perfect Bella," He said before devouring my mouth with his once again. I wrapped my arms around his warm back and his hands traveled all around mine, getting acquainted it with it.
"Oh Edward," I sighed as he gave me a chance to breath and went to caress my breasts all over with his lips, making me moan and make noises I would never have dreamt about. But then again I would never imagine this pleasure. My fanny ached with need, need to be satisfied.
We caressed each other's bodies and the way his hands felt all over me along with his lips was purely heaven. They were so strong and sure as he fondled my breasts or lightly twisted them in my hair so many things he did until I was so wound up inside. I literally felt as if I would combust with pleasure.
The actual deed of intercourse came and he propped himself off and I put my hands on his face as his eyes silently asked me if I was still okay. I nodded and licked my lips that had his lovely smell on them that I wanted to devour again.
Edward took a deep breath and the next thing that I felt was immense pain, something hard almost ripping into by core. It was nothing like when I had slipped on my back or the pain of my head, it was not like a twisting of muscles it was the most painful thing I had ever felt as my virginity was taken away from me.
I felt tears come to my eyes as Edward thrusted in again as I took a deep breath, seeing my chest rise and then fall. Edward leaned close and kissed the tears away from my eyes and right but then I started to feel the most awesome sensation that was quickly overcoming the pain of such an unusual intrusion.
I slowly wrapped my legs around his lower back before we both groaned at the same time of his cock in this new angle inside of me. My mind was in a buzz of ectasy and my body was no longer listening to my mind it seemed.
"You're so tight," Edward breathed as his face become concentrated and he started pulling in and out as I felt the need for a release become more urgent. The little chest hairs he did have were grinding against my soft skin, creating desperate friction.
"You're hard," I accused as we breathlessly chuckled and sweat started to form as our bodies moved perfectly together.
I closed my eyes and dug my nails lightly in his soft back making him groan while I moaned. Opening my eyes I saw the look on his face, making me raise my head and pulled his head down to meet my lips.
He then rolled us over so that I was on top of him though he was now arching back holding my bum, guiding that as he held firmly.
I screamed his name and he moaned mine at the exact time. The feeling of ectasy had since tripled and this was nothing like I had never felt before. I had never felt this good in my like.
We pleasured each other for hours. We made love until I collapsed on top of him from exhaustion. Wondering why I had ever been nervous before.
The two of us awoke in the very early hours of the hours and he had me once more, though it seemed as loud as we were the whole court would be awake.
I fell asleep once more, my body pressed against his warm and muscular one as his left hand held me close to him and I used his chest as my pillow as the king of England's mistress.
When I awoke I realized I was not in my bed as I had thought. Looking around I remembered instantly where I was and what I had been doing. It came crashing down on me and I smiled blissfully to myself though I shifted a little and hissed in pain. My entire body was sore; the muscles aching and tight in need of a warm bath.
I looked at the king who still had his arm wrapped around me. The sun was starting to shine through the curtains, casting a heavenly glow over his peaceful face that was deep in slumber.
I curled myself around him more and then realized something that had slipped my mind for a little bit.
"In our darkest hour, in my deepest hour," I began to say the poem quietly to him while running my hand through his tousled bronze hair. Speaking softly I recited the rest of the words that I had memorized in my heart.
"I'll never let you part; for you're always in my heart," And as if on cue his eyelids fluttered open, they were gentle yet merry.
"How on Earth did you get a hold of that?" He asked with a curious yawn as his arm momentarily left my bare back, making me shiver.
"Esme," We both said at the same time, he had not waited for my answer apparently it had just come to him, I chuckled and he rolled his eyes.
"It sounds much lovelier off your lips than mine," He said as I nuzzled my head into his chest again. I had not even thought that I should leave him now.
"I adore it, thank you," I said softly smiling against his chest. He squeezed my waist once more.
"Are you alright," his voice was concerned for I had winced a little at his touch.
"Aye, just a little sore," I answered, shutting my eyes and remembering the things he did to me that I had not even thought possible.
"I apologize," Edward sighed and I looked up at him as he ran his own hand through his hair in self irritation.
"I will perfect, thank you for the best evening of my life," I leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips before sitting up and stretching.
My hands went over my head and the kings eyes darkened as they traveled around my naked body. I smiled slyly before getting up from the bed.
"I should be on my way, I am expected to welcome the queen," I sighed while searching the room for my nightgown and robe.
Edward already had his robe slipped over his body and was tying it. My eyes wandered around the room trying to remember what had happened to it while standing completely exposed.
I spotted it on the chair and the king helped me slip my arms into it before kissing me once more. Smiling against his lips I pulled away and went to the tapestry and through the little door and then back into my own bedroom.
After getting ready for the day and combing out my messy hair, though not completely for I decided to wear a gable hood over it until Alice would assist me, I went out to my sitting room, hoping for a meal to be waiting.
Instead I found Emmet with his feet on the table as he sat comfortably on the couch. I made an irritated sound, signaling for him to get his feet off the table. He jumped up when he noticed me.
"How did you get in?" I hissed at him, positive that Alice and I had locked the doors together last night.
"Rosalie," He spoke smugly and I gritted my teeth, annoyed with her.
"Don't let me ruin your mood Isabella; you were absolutely glowing a moment ago." I smiled to myself as he said that, I was in a very chipper mood.
"What do you want Emmett?" I asked him, needing to get down with the other ladies quickly.
"Father wants to talk to you," And with that being said he rose and grabbed my hand and then started to pull me through the hallways.
The morning breeze along with the outdoor smell that only a morning full of sunshine could provide made me grin to myself as we walked past the open windows. I was not familiar with these places and just let Emmett pull me along until he turned into a door and then one more and we were in a study with my father, uncle and mother all seated there.
"Well," my uncle said impatiently after he just stared at me for a moment and expected me to say something, "did he have you or not?"
I nodded.
"Multiple times?" He questioned me, not showing his delight in my previous answer.
I looked at my father who was just looking at me and my mother who looked sorrowful at this conversation. Whenever we discussed this she always looked pained.
A blush crept upon my cheeks at the answer I was going to give. I still believed it was a private matter of the king and me.
"This matter has ceased to be private the day the king first took interest in you now answer," I would normally recoil from a hiss like this but I was acquainted with my uncle and his many tempers.
"Yes, he did," I answered with my head held high.
"You may go," He said, his lips were a hard line and his eyes were as cold as they always were. They used to frighten me, now I just disregarded them; like the rest of my family, Rosalie included.
Emmett stayed back and I went back the way I had come. This house was new to me and I was afraid of getting lost.
There were three main stair cases. One led to the ballroom, and so did one right across from it. The ballroom I assumed was in the middle of the building but I was not sure. The third one led to doors that exited outdoors where arrivals were to take place presumably.
I took a small stairs case that was narrow and where it ended up made my head spin. I had come down to the servant's kitchen; they were buzzing around the giant room and I couldn't believe my fortune.
"Good morning Miss Isabella," A servant greeted me with a curtsy; I nodded and smiled to her.
"As you can see we are in a bit of a rush and things are a little hectic," She explained to me though I was soley focused on food.
"Why?" I asked her absentmindedly after someone gave me some buttered bread to eat; it was warm and melted in my mouth.
"We were going to be serving goat this evening but things went horribly wrong," The lady sighed and that caught my attention. I tilted my head to the side in confusion.
"A head chef got attacked by the very goat. I believe the poor lady's name is Justine, she is new here." I faintly remembered a servant Justine, I just couldn't remember the story I had heard along with her name.
"Some ribs are broken but it was only because she killed the goat with her bare hands," I made a face at the servants rambling and ate the banana that I had been given.
"Pity," I said while standing up and then asking directions of how to reach the staircase once more. I greeted the queen and the rest of the court, but the glow that was surrounding me would not go away. The queen noticed.
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