Jasper had barely gotten the door open when Eleanor rushed past him. Her mood was getting on his nerves but he did his best to wear his poker face and let the quiet storm just have it's way with her. He could settle for what ever was left. He knew she would somehow manage to blame him for this bind and all that was left to do was wait for the verbal abuse to spill from her lips.

The princess kicked her shoes off before turning to him, ready to deliver the empty threats he'd been waiting for since they left the chapel only to be caught off guard by him getting in her face. Much like he'd done their last moments in the palace she thought to herself and knowing very well this was not a Jasper she wanted to cross.

"I've had enough of you. It ends here. We are stuck together, you like it or not, regardless of what is happening back at the palace, video or no video... That ring on your finger may mean nothing to you but to me it is just evidence that I own you."

It took all his self control to keep his hands off her. This woman needed a strong hand, not someone who lost control of the situation much like she was doing right now.

As expected, what ever she had rehearsed in that over made up little head of hers had been put to pasture as she just stood before him with that particular look she only gave him when she was drugged out of her mind and didn't want to say 'Oh please Jasper, press my reset button. Hell, push all my buttons Jaspaaaaah'. But there were no drugs. And the look was still on her face.

"You can take off the ring or take off your dress."

Her initial reaction was to touch the ring in question. She couldn't remember how it ended up on her finger but that was where it belonged. Unzipping the back of her dress, slowly, knowing very well how he liked it, she didn't take her eyes off his for a second. Even after it became undone, there was a pause as a silent understanding was exchanged. Her consent for his expertise at making her feel everything she wanted to and forget for a moment everything she didn't want to think about.

The dress slid right off, pooling around her ankles to reveal she'd worn nothing underneath. If surprise had ever made its appearance on Jasper's face, the slight twitch of an eyebrow would have to be it.

He turned made her turn around, wasting no time as he kissed her neck from behind while he undid his own clothes. With hands on her hips, he walked her over to their bed and pushed her down rather roughly. Her body barely got the chance to bounce before he pinned her down, his hand holding her face, demanding a kiss before he trailed down her neck. Pushing away from her, he looked down at her nude form, knowing she was as eager as the first time. He slowly ran his fingers down from her shoulders, feeling her body rise to meet them almost cat like.

He could also feel her tense under his digits as he switched to his nails once at the small of her back. She released the breath she probably didn't realize she'd been holding, as discretely as possible but he heard it. He was very well aware of every reaction her body had to his. From goosebumps to her pulse.

Running the same hand up her back he dug his fingers into her hair and pulled back gently, enjoying her little noises before he leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"Now that we're on the same page... Let me enjoy my rights as your husband."

Pushing away from her all together he lay against the pillows, flat on his back before he called her over with his fingers. She was more than familiar with what those fingers could really do but he didn't seem to have any intentions of playing with her. Getting on her hands and knees she crawled over to him and found her place on his lap, throwing a leg over to straddle him. He took her hands and laced his fingers with hers, enjoying the view for a moment before he opted to sit up. Even if he had the upper hand, being eye to eye with the raven haired beauty had it's benefits. Feeling her nipples against his chest, for one. It had always driven him insane but he couldn't let her use that against him.

Just as he was running his fingers into her hair once more, she slipped right between his fingers and crashed her lips against his in a demanding kiss. No foreplay seemed to be messing with her more than he'd expected, as he felt her instantly grind her hips against his hardened length. Jasper had never experienced this sort of begging from her but he was more than happy to give her what she needed.

He lifted her hips off his and felt her adjust the angle as she came down, taking his entire cock into her. Princess or not, she moaned like the common whore she was known to behave like. But those days were over. The intrusive thought was quickly dismissed and replaced with cursing as she breathlessly kissed him as she rode him at the pace he dictated.

Breaking the kiss, she looked into her lover's eyes as she moaned for him, much like she'd done every time he'd had his way with her. He held her throat just tight enough to tease her, never breaking eye contact as he thrust into her harder now. At this she practically purrs for him, as she arches her back in an attempt to give his body the release it seeks. She feels the pressure build on her own hips, as her inner muscles tighten even more, if possible, around his swollen cock.

She was struggling, he could tell. More so as she put her hands on him without an invitation, gripping his shoulders, she lightly sinks her nails into his skin as if to show him what she wants him to do to her back, but tenfold. His marks on her skin were all she had left to remember him by between their little sessions and right now she needed it all. Sooner better than later, as she was somewhat lightheaded and her orgasm threatened to take over her body soon.

Giving her exactly what she wants, Jasper released his hold on her neck and ran his nails down her back making the woman in his arms scream. By now he was fucking her as hard as he could when he felt her tense once more. Taking that as his queue, he released into her as this time, it's his turn to assault her mouth, his hands at her hips, surely leaving his fingerprints there for her to enjoy later.

Turning her face away, she lands against his chest as they both fight to catch their breath. She couldn't think... Meaning it had worked. All she felt was the satisfaction of the orgasm that had just taken over her, complements of one Jasper from who cares where. His hands ran up and down her sides, softly now, tracing little red lines which would surely sting when she showered later.

Why wait thought? Not like they had anything better to do.

Tucking her hair behind her ear, he kissed her cheek before he whispered. "Good girl..." with a playful smirk on his lips as he felt the goosebumps make an appearance. Little did he know she a small smile had also payed her lips a visit.