-dodges all the sharp objects thrown at her- I am extremely sorry for the long wait! Writer's block is a pain in the ass. :) But Anyways, here is the eleventh chapter.

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Alice had to admit that she had never been so happy in her life. Never in all her existence had she ever felt so loved as she did now, lying next to Tarrant on the grass. Her beloved hatter was sleeping quite peacefully with his strong arms tight around her small, lithe frame and his pale face buried in her golden blond jasmine scented hair.

She smiled happily, snuggling closer to him if possible. Just a few hours ago, her beloved confessed his feelings to her, which she returned wholeheartedly. Tarrant's long, pale fingers curled into her silky hair, massaging her scalp and Alice bit her lip to keep from moaning out loud. She didn't want to wake him.

She found that it was a rare thing for him to sleep peacefully. His dreams were usually filled with the blood and deaths of his entire clan. He had yet to tell her who had killed all of them but he'd tell her soon. She wasn't going anywhere.

Alice realized that she wasn't even homesick. She didn't even miss her beloved father, the man who fed, clothed, and loved her since she was born. But the more she thought of that, the more unhappy she felt so she simply stopped thinking of that and went back to her love.

Reaching up carefully, she traced his jaw line, his soft, magenta lips, and his eyelids. He shuddered in his sleep, murmuring something that Alice couldn't hear. She leaned up, being careful not to wake him up, and brushed her lips against his eyelids. His arms tightened around her in response and he muttered something like 'Feels nice'. She smiled slightly and did it again.

Alice squealed when Tarrant suddenly rolled over onto her.

"Tarrant!" She giggled when he kissed her neck.

"Hmm?"

She gently grabbed his face and kissed him. Tarrant ran his fingers through her long, silky hair and kissed her all over her face, while she giggled loudly.

"Come with me." He whispered softly in her ear.

"Where?"

"To bed, cricket." He replied, "It's getting dark."

Alice nodded. "Yes. Let's go."

Tarrant stood up and gently lifted her up into her arms bridal style. He carried her into the house, up to his room; he smiled when he realized that his three roommates weren't home and probably wouldn't be home until tomorrow.

All of his thoughts stopped when Alice kissed his neck, a strange noise from in the back of his throat. He felt her grin against his skin and he let out a shaky sigh.

Oh, just you wait, missy…

When they reached his room, he gently placed her onto the bed. Alice quickly took off her shoes and crawled under the covers while Tarrant did the same. She curled up next to him with her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her small frame. She sighed contently when he began to run his fingers through her hair; he seemed to like her hair quite a bit since he constantly touched it or ran his fingers through it but Alice certainly wasn't complaining. It felt nice, really nice.

Alice smiled when he kissed her forehead. She turned her head and kissed him. When he groaned slightly, she felt a sudden spark of courage and slowly she straddled his waist. He looked up at her with a curious expression.

"Alice?"

She didn't say anything, just smiled sweetly down at him. He went for her instinctively, wanting to feel her skin against his but she stopped him. With one hand holding his wrist, the other one went for the colorful bowtie at his throat; she undid it and gently tied his hands to the headboard.

She leaned down and kissed him all over his face then, with nimble fingers, she began to unbutton his shirt and vest. Pushing the fabric aside, she leaned down and captured one of his nipples in her mouth. Tarrant bucked his hips and gave a loud moan. Feeling encouraged, Alice gently raked her nails down his belly and began to unzip his pants.

"A-Alice!" Tarrant choked out.

She looked up at his face, her hands stilled. "Trust me." She smiled when he nodded and continued unzipping his pants. Once that was done, she slowly delved her hand into his pants and gently grabbed him. He cried out in shock, bucking his hips into her hand; He gripped the headboard and pulled, making the whole bed shift, and creak in protest.

Alice steadily stroked him causing him to bow off of the mattress and moan loudly. Her lips curled into a smile. Feeling more courageous, she slowly began to pump erection. Words fell from his lips, a stream of consciousness spoken in a language that Alice wasn't familiar with, a guttural expression of what she was doing to him in that deep, Scottish brogue that sent her heart racing. Then she stopped.

"Alice!" He growled deeply, bowing off of the mattress again.

She locked eyes with him as she very slowly went for the buttons of her dress, undoing each one until they were all undone and she quickly pulled her dress off over her head; She wasn't wearing anything underneath her dress. When Tarrant's eyes widened and his mouth fell open, she blushed in embarrassment. No man had ever seen her naked before.

"Alice, luv…" He groaned, "You're gorgeous."

She looked at him through her lashes, something that made her look sexy and innocent all at the same time. Feeling confident again, she leaned down and pressed her lips to his in a soul-searing kiss, and he groaned at feel of her breasts against his bare chest. In a silky rush, her tongue entered his mouth; sliding in and out slowly. With each one of her thrusts, she got farther inside him, into his brain. Into his heart. She was possessing, leaving her mark on him.

Then she left his mouth and moved to down his body. She licked his neck, sucked on his nipples; she gently raked her long fingernails down his belly then tested his hipbone with her teeth.

He gripped the headboard even tighter, the waves of stinging heat made him feel as if he was going to burst into flames His heart hammered against his chest so hard that it started skipping beats. When she dragged her tongue down his navel, he knew what she intended and the second she hesitantly took him into her mouth, he nearly came. He cried out, his body trembling beneath her.

With painstaking slowness, she twirled her tongue around his thick tip. She did this repeatedly, bringing him to the brink over and over until he was reduced to begging her. She finally took pity on him and straddled his hip once again, hovering over him. That's when her nervousness kicked in and Tarrant noticed her hesitating.

"Alice."

She looked into those beautiful green eyes. "Yes?" Her voice was slightly hoarse.

He gave her a smile. "It's okay. Just relax."

She took a deep breath and nodded. Then she slowly and carefully slid him inside of her all the way to the hilt. It hurt. A lot. So much that she began to feel the sting of tears in her eyes and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a ripping sound and then she felt warm, calloused hands on her cheeks, wiping away her tears. She opened her eyes to find the man she loved giving her the most lovingly look. His hands left her cheeks, moving down her breasts, her flat stomach down to her entrance until he found her clit and pressed his thumb into it.

She moaned, finding that the pain was starting to fade and began roll her hips slowly. The pain was replaced with pleasure when he pressed his thumb into her clit roughly. She cried out bucked into his hips. He growled deep in his chest and carefully flipped them over. She gasped at the sudden change then moaned loudly when he began to thrust inside her. He pulled back just a little and then moved forward again. The extreme pleasure made her breath catch and just when she was about to catch her breath, he pulled out almost all the way and back in with a single arch of his hips that tore a whimper from her throat.

He began to move faster and Alice picked up the rhythm quickly. Her body began burn in the sweetest way and she moaned, "More…"

Tarrant chuckled deep in his throat, almost growling, and increased his pace. He held her even closer as his movement grew intense. Her earlier hesitation forgotten, she began to thrash underneath him, her fingernails raked down his strong back. She sank her teeth into his shoulder, stifling a scream at the lovely friction, and she bit him until she tasted blood.

He yanked her head back, his tongue ravishing her mouth. "Harder?" His Scottish brogue deeper than usual.

"Yes!" She moaned.

Tarrant released his control with relish; his hips grounded into hers with a savageness that created the most incredible pleasure ever inflicted on her. The screams she had held back spilled forth in rhythmic shouts that encouraged him to move harder. When she couldn't take it any harder, he began to move faster. A manner that would've seemed merciless had she not been reveling in it.

Then there was a strange feeling in her stomach, like something was about to snap inside her. Tarrant suddenly slammed his hips into hers and she screamed when the dam burst and the flood washed over her. Above her, Tarrant still moved in and out of her, prolonging her orgasm until finally he groaned something in that guttural language of his and Alice felt something warm fill her.

They laid there panting until Tarrant shifted to lay on his back, pulling Alice to his side; his arms wrapped around her in a possessive hold. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too." She kissed his lips then laid her head back on his chest.

Within minutes, they were asleep.

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