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Maxon picked me up to carry me over the threshold of our room. He kicked the door to the King's suite open with his foot. I almost forgot that he moved rooms. During the whole engagement process, I stayed in my Selection room. Mostly because my coronation for queen hadn't happened until after the wedding, and I didn't feel good about staying where Queen Amberly resided when I didn't hold the title yet.

He carried me over, then set me down to close the door. It was still a mostly bare room. He had moved his papers along with little knick knacks that he had on his desk. He also took all of the pictures that he had on the wall in his old room and moved them here. I looked at the dark navy colored walls. I slid off my painful shoes, still eyeing the walls of our room. He had put one of our many engagement photos up, and it was in a large poster sized frame, right by the door. The photo he chose was one where he was kissing the side of my head as I was laughing and holding out my hand obnoxiously showing off the custom ring he gave me. I remember I was joking about how dumb I felt and he was laughing at me for goofy I was being during the serious photo shoot. I continued scanning the room until my eyes landed on the neatly made bed.

Right, I was supposed to be there with him tonight. I felt anxious about what we were going to do now. I didn't want to tell him no, but what if I wasn't ready. Was I ready? I wasn't feeling sure about this anymore. Yet, somewhere deep down, I still wanted to. I still want to give him this part of me. The part of me that not even Aspen saw. The part of me that is more intimate than any kiss I could plant on his lips. I felt uneasy, but I knew that if I said no, I would feel guilty for denying it to him because we had gotten close before. When I came back from Carolina, we got close. Why was I nervous to do this when I had been close to him before?

"We don't have to tonight, America." He offered, it was like he knew that the thought had crossed my mind.

His chocolate eyes met mine, laced with concern and worry for me. I noticed that he already took off his teal tie, the same shade that matches my bridesmaid's dresses, and his shoes. I exhaled. I didn't realize I was holding my breath.

"N-no. It's okay. I want-t to. I'm jus-st... nerv-vous." I confessed to him. My eyes closed as my head dipped down. I probably sounded like a fool to him.

I felt his hands rub up and down my arms, "It's okay. I'm nervous, too."

My head popped up to meet his gaze, "You are?"

It never occured to me that he would be anxious about this. Aftering thinking about it though, it made perfect sense. We were both virgins. This was going to a first for both of us. I don't know how that makes me feel. I mean I knew next to nothing when it came to sex, and I didn't really know how much he knew when it came to pleasuring a partner. I guess I would find out tonight, if I went through with it.

He nodded, "This is a big step for both of us. We aren't experienced and we don't know what we are doing. But if I have learned anything at all, then I can say this: you don't learn by doing nothing."

I laughed and grabbed his hand, "You have a point. Let's learn… together…"

He led me to the bed. I was still nervous, but I was feeling better about the whole situation. I was with Maxon, my husband. I put everything I have into him tonight at our wedding, I shouldn't be nervous about giving him this too. Instead of sitting, I stood facing the bed, the back of his knees rested against the bed. He kissed me, gently. I know he was trying to not scare me, but I would rather go fast until we got to the moment of truth over drawing out the nerves that I felt. I threw my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. His tongue slid into my mouth, which I let him do. Our tongues explored one another for a couple of minutes. Then, his hands moved up to the zipper of my strapless dress. He pulled away, asking me for permission with his eyes. I nodded. I felt myself being able to breathe more as the tight dress I wore loosed. It fell down between us, and I carefully stepped out of it. I wasn't naked, I was still wearing a strapless bra and my special lacy underwear that Mary told me I should wear for him, but I felt so bare. I covered myself as much as I could.

"You are beautiful, America." He brushed my hair away from my shoulder, "You don't have to cover up around me. I promise you that I think you are the most gorgeous human being on the face of the earth. I want to see you, don't hide yourself from me, my love."

I slowly moved my hands away. He pulled me to him, his lips met my skin. He kissed down my neck, down to my collar bones. I tried to get the buttons of his shirt, but it was hard to concentrate as his lips kissed the lines of my chest. I moaned as his lips worked their magic at the base of his neck. He made his way back to my lips. I finally unbuttoned his shirt completely. His suit jacket and shirt fell to the floor. He pulled away again. He looked into my eyes, "Are you sure, America? We don't have to if you don't wa-"

I closed the gap between us, kissing him to get him to stop talking, "I'm okay. I want to."

My hands trailed down his toned body, feeling every muscle lightly tense up under my touch. His eyes followed my hands down his stomach and to his belt buckle which I undid. Our mouths collided again as I fumbled with the button to his pants but when I got them, I slid them down. He stepped out of them, not leaving my lips. He pressed his body into me more. I felt him, my want grew. The pounding feeling between my legs grew more and more apparent, and I felt more moisture that I had ever felt before. Is this what being turned on is?

His hand moved around my body to get my bra undone. He got it relatively quickly, and it fell to the floor. He picked me up, it startled me. After my initial squeal of fear, I giggled and wrapped my legs around him. I kissed him as he laid me down gently on the bed. Our kisses became more intense. His lips trailed down my body. He kissed down the center of my chest, making his way around each of my breasts. I moaned lightly as his lips brushed over each nipple. He moved away from my breast and down my stomach. He kissed my belly button lightly. Maxon's eyes met mine from between my legs.

"Last chance to back out. You ready?"

"I'm ready. I promise." He pulls off his boxers, realising his manhood to me. He was so big. I started to worry if he was going to fit in my hole. The worry built up for a moment, then I remembered that if I could eventually push a child out of that same spot, then he would most definitely fit. His fingers lightly grazed my hips as they curled around the waist band of the white lacy underwear I wore. I wonder if he could feel the moisture that I was feeling when he started to pull them off of my body. He anxiously took them off and his eyes were filled with hunger as he looked at my fully naked body. He kissed his way back to my lips and then lightly kissed them, "If it hurts, I'll stop. Just tell me and I will."

I nod and kiss him again. He spread my legs enough for him to get positioned. I felt his dick at my entrance. Marlee said it might hurt, but if I relax it won't hurt as much, so I relaxed as much as I could. He looked at me and slid it in. It hurt a lot. I suppressed a whimper of pain so he didn't worry about me or stop what we were already doing. After a moment the pain had subsided and I was left with more of this weird feeling. He didn't move until I gave the okay to do so. He went in more. I was comfortable now. Not as much pain, just pleasure.

I wrapped my legs around his body as he started thrusting in and out. It was a magical experience. I closed my eyes, just allowing him to move inside me without worries or fear. I moaned as he hit all the right spots, my hands were gripping the new sheets on the made bed. It felt so good. I heard him groan multiple times. I couldn't help but open my eyes to look at him. His eyes were closed, and he was so… into it. He bit his lower lip and I swooned. I fell in love with this side of Maxon very quickly.

"Faster, Maxon…" I moaned, re-closing my eyes. He followed my request, "Harder, babe… harder…"

He followed my request again. He cursed under his breath. I raised my hips trying to follow his rhythm as best as I could. I felt his dick going deeper inside of me. This was pure bliss. He kept going, pushing harder and hard, going faster and faster. My hips bucked into his more, we found a good rhythm, but it didn't last too long because he screamed out, "America… I'm gonna… cum…"

I moaned more, "Me too, baby…"

I screamed his name as my walls tightened around him. I felt my whole world shatter around me. This was amazing.

"Fuck… America!" He came into me. His hot liquid filling my insides. It was a strange feeling, but I welcomed it.

He pulled out of me, his body collapsing on top of mine. He draped his arm over my chest and I wrapped my arms around his torso. My fingers ran through the back of his hair and down his back as he kissed my cheek and down my neck. I tilted my head to one side so he had more space to feather me with kisses.

"See," He whispered into my ear, "We had nothing to worry about."

I giggled, "I guess we didn't. That was…"

"Amazing? Spectacular? More than you expected?" He kissed my earlobe, lightly nipping at it.

"All of the above…" I moaned slightly, "Without a doubt."

"You were fantastic, America…" He kissed down my neck. "Everything I ever wanted and then some…" Light kisses made their way down my shoulder. "Just hearing your pleasure as we made love…" More kisses as his lips traveled to my collar bones, "I want to make you that happy everyday…" He kissed the sweet spot at the base of my neck, I moaned again.

"Is that so?" I challenged him lightly. He looked up at me from my chest, one eyebrow cocked up at the challenge.

"Always will be…" He kissed down my chest. "Until the dawn of time…" His sucked on my lively nipple, I moaned again, arching my back. "I will always…" He moved to the other nipple. I couldn't contain the moans. They just poured out of me. "Want to make you that happy…" He kissed down my stomach."Everyday…" His lips kissed down my navel and down to the folds of my womanhood, "Multiple times a day…" He kissed the insides of my thighs, more moans from my end. "And I will do whatever it takes…" He made his way inwards, his lips ended up right by my entrance. "To hear you that happy again…"

His lips sucked on my bundle of nerves. I moaned loudly. His index finger went inside and another moan burst through my lips. One of my hands gripped the sheets of the bed, the other landed on his head. My fingers gripped into his hair, lightly.

"Oh… Maxon…"

He added a second finger, pumping in and out of me. His tongue swirled around my clit and I couldn't contain myself, "Oh… Maxon… that feels… so good… keep going… please!"

He added another finger, "America, you are dripping wet… it's so hot…"

His tongue resumed the swirling around the most sensitive spot of my body. My back arched, trying to get his fingers to go deeper into me.

"Maxon… keep going!!" I yelled.

He kept pumping his fingers in and out of me. His tongue kept swirling around my button and I was in pure ecstasy as I yelled "I'm going to… uhhhh… Maxon!"

The high I felt as my body contracted around his fingers was indescribable. He kept going for a moment longer, making sure that I completely finished and that he didn't miss a single moan or scream as I started to come down from my high. He removed his fingers from me. I felt bare without him. He licked his fingers clean.

"You taste so good, baby."

"Oh… Maxon…" I was out of breath. I didn't know that I could feel that good.

"Did you enjoy that, my love?" He asked as he joined me at the top of the bed.

I nodded into his chest. I was most definitely exhausted after that. I have never experienced such… energy, such, love in one evening. I wanted to go again, but I could tell that my little kitty downstairs would be able to handle it. I noticed that his soldier was still standing at attention, and he pleasured me so I could do that same for him.

His eyes followed me as I kissed his pecs and down the center of his chest. I kissed the scar from where he took a bullet for me. My lips made their way down the center of his abdomen. My body shifted downwards so that I lined up with his penis. I kissed the head and he threw his head back, already groaning. I kissed all down the shaft, licking all the way back up. I decided to just go for it, I put him in my mouth. I went as far as I could without gagging, what I couldn't get, my hand rubbed so that way he was fully pleasured. I bobbed my head up and down slowly. He continued to moan and groan with pleasure. His hand found my head, and he gripped into my red curls as I kept going. I moved my hand, and massaged his balls as I kept sucking.

"Goddamn it, America…"

I picked up my pace, still moving my head. My tongue licked as I bobbed. I didn't think that getting him off would be this… pleasurable on both ends of the spectrum.

"Shit… America… Ah…" He grip tightened in my hair and he was now pushing and pulling my head to get him off. I felt his grip tighten the slightest bit more, and then his hot seed was in my mouth. The room was electrified by his screams of pleasure. I swallowed what I could of his deposit, and licked him clean, just like he did. I kissed up his torso, and back to his lips.

I could tell we were both spent after just that. I fell on to him, laying mostly on my stomach, his arm wrapped around meHe kissed the top of my head, "Holy shit… That was amazing, America. I didn't expect you to just go for it…"

"You did for me, so I will do for you."

"You the best."

"We are the best."

"Yes, we are. I love you."

"I love you, too"