"There you are, my love," Julian said, approaching Eve. "I was afraid you may have gotten turned around in my humble abode."
"I would hardly call this a humble abode, Julian," Eve nervously laughed. She still stared at the fire, though a smile remained on her face.
Julian put his arms around Eve's waist, pulling her close. "Forgive me, my darling wife."
"Forgive you? Whatever for?"
"I intended to say our abode, my darling." Julian tried to pull Eve closer, but Eve moved away from him. "Are you all right , Eve?"
"I'm fine, Julian, really." She lowered her head. "I am just a bit nervous. This is all so new to me, and I don't-- I don't want to disappoint you."
"My love, you could never disappoint me. It is not in the realm of the possible," Julian smiled, his eyes upon Eve's shapely form under the sheer robe she wore. "Remove your robe for me, Eve. I want to see you."
Her hands clutched at the fastenings of her robe. "Julian..."
"What is it, my love? I cannot see you in the dark, Eve."
"Please, Eve...remove your robe for me." Julian moved closer to her.
Eve's grip loosened on her robe, yet she did not cast it away from her.
"What is it, Eve? It's about more than disappointing me, yes?"
"I'm afraid I'm nervous about more than disappointing you." She glanced at his midsection, the evidence of his arousal abundantly clear. "I was aware of your desire for me in the cave, but that could not happen. Now. To see that...well... I just. You're so..." She lowered her head. "I wonder if I can..."
Julian reached a hand out to Eve. "Julian reached a hand out to Eve. "My darling Eve...I would never hurt you." She sighed as he caressed her cheek. "I am well aware of this being your first time. I will be so gentle with you, and if at any point you need for things to go even slower, just say so. This is not about you being uncomfortable, this is about you and me loving each other and enjoying the comfort and pleasure we can give one another."
"I do love you Julian...so very much." Eve's eyes shone with adoration. "I am ready," she said, sliding the robe off her shoulders.
Julian moaned, low and deep. His eyes bright with appreciation. "You are even lovelier than I ever dreamed."
Eve smiled. "You make me feel so beautiful, Julian."
Julian swept Eve into his arms, carrying her to their marriage bed. He placed her down gently, his eyes darkening with desire.
"My love...my life," he whispered as he kissed her lips gently at first, then with increasing passion. Julian ravaged her mouth, while he caressed her shoulders, his fingers trailing down her arms.
His lips moved down her neck, causing Eve to moan aloud. Hearing his bride cry out ignited Julian's senses, and he buried his face in her neck, murmuring words of love.
Eve held onto Julian, her skin burning, but with a delicious heat she never felt before.
"How do you feel, my love?"
"Like liquid," she answered.
"It gets better," Julian said. "It gets so much better." Eve was going to ask how, but Julian fastened his lips on her right breast, while his hand kneaded her left.
"Oh, Julian!" she cried, her body tingling with pleasure. He continued to cherish her breasts with his mouth, while his hand slipped down to her virgin's treasure. Eve tensed for a moment, causing Julian to suckle even harder on her breast, until she parted her legs at his silent urging.
Julian leaned up for a moment, to divest himself quickly of his dressing gown. He then leaned over Eve, the love and passion in his eyes bringing tears of joy to her own.
"I love you, my darling," Julian whispered, his leg parting Eve's further. He then pressed himself against her, and Eve felt the strength of her husband's powerful arousal. "I want you so badly, Eve. I want to make you my wife in every way. "
Eve smiled, though her eyes held a hint of fear of the unknown. Sensitive to Eve's feelings, Julian caressed her lips to calm her.
"Everything will be alright, I promise," he said.
Eve nodded. "I trust you, Julian, and I love you."
Crushing his lips to hers, Julian eased into Eve slowly. Eve held her breath, as his manhood began to enter her, inch by inch. He was careful to not hurt her anymore than was necessary, yet knew it could not be completely painless.
"Are you okay, my darling?" he asked, fighting against himself to push further inside her warmth.
"Yes, Julian," Eve panted. She closed her eyes as Julian continued to enter her, the pain she felt starting to be eclipsed by the pleasure spreading though her.
Eve whimpered softly, and Julian responded by entering her fully, feeling her wedding gift to him against himself and nearly dying from the pleasure it yielded him.
She was amazed at the sensation of Julian filling her so gloriously. He held himself still for a moment, then began the lover's dance with his wife, Eve quickly learning the rhythm. They continued to give to one another, until Eve cried out her fulfillment. Upon hearing Eve, Julian joined her, filling his wife's body with his essence and pulling her into an embrace, breathless and spent.
"You are my world, Eve," Julian whispered to Eve, his hand resting on her breast. "I could not bear to be apart from you ever again."
"No golden cage?" Eve smiled, her hand covering his.
"No golden cage, but I sentence you to life in my bed. You were so incredible, Eve."
"My husband taught me well," Eve grinned.
"We have the rest of our lives to continue to learn, my beloved. " His eyes adored her.
"I am a very willing pupil."
Julian looked at Eve, remembering how he felt when he first saw her. All of his dreams had come true, symbolized by the breathtaking woman he was blessed to have as his wife.
"I do believe you were a bit happier a few minutes ago, dear husband."
"Let us see if it is again possible," Julian smiled, as he held his bride in his arms, his eyes full of love for her. Never had he dreamed that he would be so blessed...so happy.
The End :) :) :)
