Casanova: Marriage of convenience, or is it?
Later on that night, Giacomo lead Astra to his bed chambers. Astra was nervous, but also slightly disheartened. She had always imagined her first time would be with someone who loved her.
Giacomo, was thinking of how he was about to take her virginity. It had never bothered him before. He had taken many innocents. But none of them had been his wife that made it all the more harder.
They entered the room, and Giacomo quietly closed the door and locked it. She turned when she heard the click of the lock slipping into place.
She watched him as he leaned back against the door, his expression was unreadable. Astra shifted uncomfortably.
He looked so calm and unruffled. It was then she remembered who she was dealing with and who exactly her husband was. His reputation had become legendary since he came to Venice.
He had put the meaning of his last name, now also her name to good use. He truly was a Casanova. He could charm the undergarments off of a nun; he had in fact, several to be more precise.
She snorted, she couldn't help it. The thought of him having his way with those nuns struck her as funny; she had no idea why, it just did.
Giacomo raised and eye brow in question, and smiled slightly in puzzlement. He asked. "What on earth may I ask is so amusing?" She laughed "I was just imagining you with all of those nuns. You were leaning up against the door looking all calm and unruffled."
She continued at his knowing smirk. "It was then I was reminded of whom exactly I'm married to and am dealing with here. You're the legendary Casanova, and not just by name either. It has been said that you have been known to participate in threesomes."
She laughed again "then it got me thinking of what you and Rocco told me, about those nuns. How on Earth did you manage to seduce a woman or women, whom have sworn a vow of celibacy and their total devotion to god?"
Giacomo laughed along with her. He shrugged "what can I say? I am just simply irresistible to the opposite gender. They all want a piece of me, what can I do?" Astra burst out laughing and doubled over.
She gasped out between laughter "oh my god, you're completely and utterly shameless, and conceited beyond the imagination." She straightened up still lightly chuckling. She was startled to discover he was standing right in front of her. When had he moved? And how had he been so silent?
Before she could ask, he closed the distance between them and captured her lips with his own, as he gently cupped her face with the palm of his hands.
She gasped giving him the prefect opportunity to deepen the kiss and slip his tongue passed her lips, and entwined it with her own. He kissed her gently at first until his lust got the better of him. He slanted his mouth over hers and kissed her hungrily.
When they parted, they were both breathing heavily. Giacomo smoothed his hands down her sides and over her hips and then squeezed her bottom and pulled her closer.
She reached up and carefully removed her vale. Followed by the several pins holding the curls in place, a few minutes later her hair was free of the sparkling pins. She shook her head letting her curls flow freely.
Giacomo sighed, she looked beautiful with her hair all lose and flowing down her back in light and bouncing barrel curls. She turned around when he gestured for her to turn; she hesitated for a moment before turning, a hesitation that was by no means, lost on Giacomo.
He sighed as he gently placed her hair to one side. It was incredibly soft to touch. It felt lovely. He proceeded to unbutton all six of the pearl buttons, button by button.
When he unbuttoned the final and sixth button, he pulled the dressed open fully and let it slip down her body until it pooled down around her feet. She stepped out of it as he held her hand to help her stay balanced. He stepped back and took her in.
She stood in front of him dressed only in her corset, her French bloomers, her stockings and her white heeled shoes. That combined with diamonds around her neck and in her ears. Paired with her long flowing blond curls, made Giacomo's breath catch.
He took in her hour glass figure and ample breasts, and felt his mouth water in lust and wanting. The lustful and playful side of Giacomo's personality that came out to play when he slept with those other women was out and in full force.
He walked up behind her and felt her shiver when he wrapped his arms around her waist, his chest resting up against her back. He grinned in pure male satisfaction knowing he was the cause of that shiver.
He bent over her slightly and placed suckling kisses and nips along her ear making her whimper. He nibbled on her jaw line, trailing his tongue teasingly across said jaw line and down the side of her neck.
Astra felt like she was going to explode, she now knew why women loved Giacomo Casanova. Why they all flocked to him, and willing allowed him to lead them to his bed and beneath his sheets. Pleasuring them and taking their sexual innocents.
She could not help but feel she was about to be added to that list and how many others will there be after her, regardless of the fact she was his wife.
If Giacomo could have heard her thoughts he would have been horrified. But as it was, he could not, so he would never know that she felt like his latest conquest, if not a new and to become a regular conquest.
Giacomo slowly began to unlace her corset, his lips brushing her back, as inch by inch of skin was revealed to his lust filled blue gaze.
When he had the corset open fully, he pulled it a side and allowed it to fall to the floor. Astra immediately brought her arms up to cover her self in embarrassment.
She blushed beautiful and looked down shyly at the plush carpet. Giacomo felt a small smile tugging at the covers of his mouth. She was an innocent, she had so far up until them been untouched sexually. Giacomo slowly walked around her to face her.
He gently lifted her chin with the crook of a finger. She blushed and refused to meet his eyes, her arms still remaining covering her breasts.
Giacomo smile gently and reached out gently to remove her arms a side. He whispered "don't ever shy or hide away from me. I promise not to bite, well not very hard anyway."
Astra blushed even brighter, but Giacomo could see the small smirk appearing around the corners of her mouth. She slowly lifted her gaze to meet his own, allowing him too slowly and gently remove her arms and lower them.
She felt and heard him breathe in sharply, he was standing that close. Giacomo had seen many other women's breasts before, more then could be considered decent in fact.
But hers, they were beautiful. Her breasts were even more filled out then Henriette's or so they seemed. But Giacomo would never know the answer to that.
Astra sighed and pouted "this is hardly fare you know." Giacomo raised an eye brow and asked "how so?" She replied "I'm down to the bottom half of my undergarments and my shoes. But you on the other hand have not lost single stitch of clothing. That hardly seems fare to me."
Giacomo, he grinned Cheshire cat like, a sly Cheshire cat at that. "I don't have my cane in my grasp right now." She smirked "that does not count. Your cane is not an item of clothing, it is a mere accessory."
He held out his arms wide and winked "then by all means, do go right on a head, knock your self out my dear." Astra flushed at the sexuality he was practically oozing without even trying. He was pure shameless sex and she was beginning to realise this.
Astra slowly and hesitantly stepped towards him. She reached out towards his coat. She unfastened the few buttons holding it in place. She then slipped it over his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
She was startled slightly when he pulled her up against him and kissed her hard and caressed his hands up and down her back, as she reached up to untie his tunic.
She moaned into his mouth at the duel sensation of his tongue suckling on her own, and his hands reaching inside the back of her underwear to caress her bottom. Driving her wild with sensations she had never felt in all of her short eighteen years of life.
She disposed of his tunic by pulling it way from around his neck and dropping it to join his coat and the rest of their clothes, in the growing pile on the floor.
She then with slightly trembling hands proceeded to unbutton his waist coat, before that also joined the rest of their clothes. Next his shirt was unbuttoned, button by button, until his bare chest was exposed to her.
She hesitantly at first began to explore his chest with her hands, marvelling at how soft and smooth his skin was. She slowly slid his shirt over his shoulders. He shrugged it off the rest of the way letting it fall to the floor.
He pulled her to him, so she was leaning against him, her skin against his. They both moan at the contact of skin on skin. He kissed her hard, her breasts crushed against his bare chest.
Astra removed her shoes and took a deep breath as Giacomo began to slowly slide her bloomers over her hips and down her legs until they pooled around her still stocking clad feet.
Giacomo begun to lead her backwards to wards the large four poster bed in the centre of the large bedroom. He gently pushed her onto the bed until she was lying back against the several soft and silky pillows.
He then proceeded to remove his boots followed by his britches, before kicking them a side. Leaving him standing in all of his naked glory before her.
She blushed brightly, allowing her gaze to rest on the silken blanket and sheets. She had never seen a naked man before. It was both embarrassing and intriguing to say the least.
He was beautiful, that much she knew. He slowly began to crawl up the bed on his hands and knees. The sight made her swallow nervously. He moved with a cat like grace that unnerved her.
His bright blue gaze had darkened with unmistakable and undisguised lust. He crawled up the rest of the way, until he was leaning over her still form.
He gently used his left knee to pry apart her legs. When she silently complied nervously too his silent actions, he rested comfortably between her spread legs, so he was cradled between them.
He then proceeded to lift her left leg and slowly slide the white silky stocking down her thigh, and down the length of her long slender and smooth leg. He then pulled it off of her foot and threw it over his shoulder.
He repeated the same process with her right leg. When she was completely bared for his lust filled gaze only, he began to explore.
He kissed suckled and nipped his way down her torso. Astra whimpered when Giacomo teasingly dipped the tip of his tongue in her belly button, and swirled it around lightly.
She bit her lower lip and bit back a scream when he plunged his tongue inside the sensitive indent without warning. She was in sensory over load.
He was exploring unexplored areas, in the most sensual of ways. Astra thoughts she was going to die from pleasure, just from what he was doing, alone. She soon thought other wise when he did what he did next.
He nipped and kissed his way down her lower stomach until he reached between her legs. He avoided her hot wetness, said hot wetness he was desperate to sink into. But not yet, he would wait and pleasure her first, this was about her and her first time, not him.
He teasingly kissed the inside of her thigh; he treated her right thigh to the same treatment. She squirmed as he began to suckle and nibbled as he caressed her inner thigh.
He was dangerously close to places recently unexplored, in other words pure virgin territory. No one had ever been down there before; she was more then a little curious and apprehensive as to what he was doing down there.
In the next moment she practically jumped off of the bed in shock, and let out a startled yelp, when he teasingly flicked his tongue against her clit and suckled lightly.
Giacomo rested his chin on her left knee cap and looked up at her wide eyed expression of disbelief. He grinned and said laughingly "I bet no one bothered to tell you about that did they?" Astra was extremely wide eyed.
Giacomo gently kissed her inner thigh and commented "you've got a lot to learn. No time better then the present." He returned his mouth to her clit and suckled with slightly more pressure then before. He slowly and gently inserted his middle finger inside of her, marvelling at how tight she was.
If she was that tight around his finger alone, what on Earth would she be like surrounding his entire length? Giacomo nearly cum at the mere thought.
Astra whimpered in pleasure at the double sensation of Giacomo suckling in earnest on her clit and a second finger being pushed inside of her.
Astra moaned and raised her hips, causing Giacomo to hold onto her hip with his free hand, while his other hand was busy slipping in a third finger into her tight heat. He pulled then in and out of her at a steady pace. She moaned when he hit a sensitive spot inside of her.
She whimpered in dismay when he removed his fingers and his mouth. But moments later muffled a scream of pure pleasure when she felt his tongue slip inside of her, suckling on that special place his fingers had touched.
He gripped her hips and lifted her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her blond curls suckling and plunging his tongue in and out of her hungrily.
He growled deep in the back of his throat. She tasted heavenly. She moaned and had to close her eyes at the sight of his brown haired head between her spread legs, the sight threatened to overwhelm her.
With one last hard suckle and a playful nip had her screaming as an overwhelming orgasm ripped through her making her shake almost violently. She tugged on his hair, and arched her back, her head thrown back and her eyes closed tightly in bliss.
He greedily suckled and swallowed as her release exploded inside of his mouth. He moaned deeply, gripping her hips pulling her closer as he swirled his tongue inside of her, making her scream, prolonging her orgasm.
When he had reduced her to a whimpering and squirming mess he released her and slowly lowered her legs back onto the bed. He took her in as he crawled back up the bed and rested between her legs. She had a thin sheen of sweat on her brow.
Her lips were swollen, her cheeks were flushed. Her breath was shallow and coming out in deep pants. He watched memorized as her breast rose and fell with each breath she took.
He leaned forward, taking in her lust filled and glazed eyes; that had darkened with lust. He closed the gap remaining between their mouths and kissed her hard, letting her taste her self on his tongue. She hungrily suckled on his tongue, as he caressed her breasts with his hands. They separated breathing heavily.
He gently suckled on her jaw, slowly licking a trailed down her neck until he reached the top of her breasts. He gently took her nipple into his mouth and suckled as he moulded his hand to her other breast and caressed and pinched her nipple.
She whimpered as his teeth grazed her nipple before he suckled down hard, taking as much of her breast as he could into his mouth and suckling contently.
She gripped and tugged on his hair when he switched from one breast to the other and teasingly swirled his tongue around the nipple suckling and nibbling, until she was a squirming and panting mess.
She whimpered and glared at him when he pulled away. He merely grinned and reached a hand down between them and caressed her wetness, testing her to see if she was ready.
When he determined that she was, he covered his fingers liberally in her release and smoothed it over his erection. He then reached between them, taking hold of his length and lifting her hips slightly before positioning him self at her opening.
He told her before he pushed into her "this is going to hurt for a moment or two, but I promise it won't always be like this." He added "I think it best if I just do it all in one go; other wise you're going to be in agony." She nodded nervously.
He smiled apologetically before he repositioned him self, he then pushed his hips forward, sliding into her in one go completely. He paused and went still, his eyes scrunched tightly closed and his mouth open in a silent shout of pleasure 'oh Jesus fucking Christ, she's so tight' he thought in mind numbing ecstasy.
He didn't dare move as Astra screamed a scream that was not of pleasure to say the least. She whimpered as tears slowly streamed down her face.
She felt like someone had ripped her into two, it was agony. She closed her eyes tightly as tears spilled over her cheeks. She whimpered and shivered slightly when she felt him gently kissing away the tears she had shed.
He had always hated this part. He hated that women had to suffer their first time. Men had it good he supposed. He sighed when she said tearfully "move, just take it easy." He nodded and gently kissed her on the nose as he pulled back, and slowly re-entered her.
He moaned softly his eyes fluttering closed. The first few thrust hurt, but after a moment or two, Astra felt a wonderful tingling sensation in her stomach as it spread down to her toes, as she began to adjust to him being inside her and filling her.
She moaned and lifted her hips slightly encouraging him to go slightly faster. He understood her silent encouragement and began to speed up his thrusts slightly, sliding in and out over and over again.
Astra wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust. Giacomo realised that she was a quick study, this he approved of.
She moaned and panted out "Giac please, harder faster" Giacomo complied and sped up his thrusts until he was pounding into her. She threw her back and arched her back as he lifted her hips placing her legs over his shoulders, and angling his hips in a different angle and began to pound into her.
He leaned forward kissing her hungrily as he continued thrust hard and fast, with her meeting him all the way. He rocked his hips against her and grinded his pelvis into her own, as he suckled on her lips, moaning deeply in the back of his throat.
She felt like she was going to explode from the sensations he was creating inside of her. She moaned loudly when pinched her clit and suckled on her ear.
With one last twist and pinch to her clit, she screamed, as he pounded into her, setting off her orgasm. She arched her back and threw her head back as she screamed her release.
Her own release triggered his own orgasm, when her inner walls clamped around his shaft almost painfully. He threw his back as he continued to thrust.
In the process in the heat of the moment he did one of the worst things possible especially on his wedding night as well. He called out loudly and in ecstasy "OH GOD HENRIETTE" as he spilled him self inside of Astra.
Astra went ridged and felt something ice cold settle inside of her. She felt a seething rage like never before, building and boiling inside of her.
She violently pushed him off of her, slapping him hard across the face in the process. She grabbed the sheet and quickly wrapped it around her self, wincing as she felt a slight throbbing from between her legs, but she ignored it.
She made her way to the bathroom attached to the bed chamber. Once inside she felt sick to her stomach as she felt his spent cum, start to slowly drizzle out of her and down her leg.
She quickly fell to her knees and leaned over the toilet as she was violently ill. She allowed the angry and bitter tears to fall down her cheeks as she continued to empty her stomach of its contents.
She felt violated, how dare he scream out her name when he had just come inside of her. She trembled with anger as the tears continued to flow unrelentingly.
She knew he did not love her, and never expected it to be her name that he screamed as he came down from his sexual release. But the fact he screamed her name, proved it had been her he had been imagining the whole time.
Giacomo clutched his abused cheek wondering what he had done to deserve her anger. He thought back on the last few moments before Astra had hit him.
When it sudden hit him with a sickening dread as to what he had done, and whose name he had called out, he felt violently ill. Giacomo covered his face with his hands and moaned as if in agony. Never had he ever called out another woman's name when he had been with someone in bed.
He knew he rightfully deserved what he had just received. He had never insulted another woman like that before. And what made it a hundred times worse was the fact she was not just some woman he picked up out of society, she was his wife.
He felt his heart break when he heard her being violently ill in the bathroom. He looked around silently overcome with guilt. He froze when he spotted something red out of the corner of his eye. He turned his gaze to the sheets, and felt his eyes fill with bitter and guilty tears as he saw the spot of blood where Astra had been.
He had ruined her first time by calling out the name of another woman. He had ruined what should have been special and worth remembering. Oh she would remember it alright, he thought wretchedly.
He looked around and took in the pure white wedding gown and vale and her undergarments and shoes combined with his clothing.
He had not only ruined her first time, he had also ruined her wedding night. He looked down at his left hand, at the golden wedding band that encircled his left ring finger, reminding him of his new duty that he had just messed up and badly.
He quickly swallowed before gathering up his clothes and boots and quickly dressing, leaving his shirt half open, and his waist coat and jacket open. He then shoved the tunic into his coat pocket.
He quickly ran hand through his hair and roughly pulled the cord out of his hair and stuffed that into his pocket as well.
He then quickly exited the room before she left the bathroom. He knew he was a coward for running, but he could not bear to see the look of hatred and disgust upon her beautiful face, aimed at him, when she finally did emerge, he quickly exited the room and went to Rocco's.